Jin Lingrui frowned: "Why didn't you say anything?"
Before Donglingce left, he pushed Jin Lingrui aside.
Jin Lingrui saw Bao Ye's unblinking eyes, still looking at where he was sitting before, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with him?"
Tang Lingce raised his chin: "Look at the sarcoma under his neck."
Jin Lingrui's gaze shifted from Bao Ye's face to the underside of his neck. Then, he saw that the sarcomas were disappearing one by one at a speed that he could see, getting faster and faster. After a while, all the sarcomas on his face were gone. .
At this moment, Bao Ye moved, he blinked, looked at Dongling Ce and called, "A Ce."
Tang Lingce took his hand: "Are you all right? Is there anything uncomfortable?"
"I'm fine." Bao Ye touched his face and asked Jin Lingrui, "Do you know what happened to my face?"
Jin Lingrui frowned again: "Are you referring to why your face is getting better so quickly?"
"It's not just getting better, ... Bao Ye stopped again when he said this, and looked at him quietly.
Jin Lingrui looked at Dongling Ce: "What happened to him?"
Tang Lingce clenched Bao Ye's hand: "See for yourself."
Then, the sarcoma grew out at the speed of the naked eye, quickly spread below the collarbone, and stopped at the armpit.
Jin Lingrui stood up abruptly: "The sarcoma has reached my chest."
Bao Ye blinked his eyes, sat Dongling Cela on his lap, stroked his hair, stared at Jin Lingrui coldly and said, "I don't like other people approaching you, even if the other person is mine. Not even brother."
... Jin Lingrui was chilled by his cold eyes staring at his back, as if he would be torn to pieces if he moved.
"I don't like people who don't understand the rules either." Bao Ye turned his eyes to Leng Zhuo coldly and looked at him like a dead man: "Get out of here."
Leng Zhuo: "..."
He found that Bao Ye, who had more sarcomas, didn't like him very much. How did he provoke him
Dongling Ce has a deep sense of powerlessness: "Don't make trouble."
"I heard your tone is very tired, are you tired?" Bao Ye's tone was much gentler: "Would you like to go to bed?... Having said that, he stopped again, and the sarcoid on his face quickly retreated.
Jin Lingrui exhaled and sat down.
Leng Zhuo restored the cup to its original state, and then swept the tea off the ground.
Jin Lingrui asked Dongling Ce: "Is his sarcoma going to disappear again?"
"Yes." Dong Lingce sat back and asked, "Do you know what happened?"
"This has never happened before, but I guess his face should have been affected by the slave rebellion."
Returning to normal, Bao Ye asked, "What do you mean?"
"You caused the slave rebellion, and then rebelled in your name. It must have a certain impact on you. The slaves' rebellion has allowed many slaves to be free, and no longer need to be subject to slave owners. Oppression means that you have saved a lot of slaves, so your face is better, but in the process of rebellion, the slaves killed a lot of slave owners, your sarcoma grows, and your situation will be repeated ."
Bao Ye frowned: "Then am I going to change?"
Dongling Ce asked: "Is there no way to settle it?"
"Not for now. In fact, this is also a little good. Maybe it will recover in the end."
Donglingce looked at Baoye, and saw a sarcoma growing on his face. This time it was better, it only grew by a quarter, and it had no effect on him.
Jin Lingrui smiled and said: "You see, right now the slave owner has received the news of the slave rebellion. The slave master is either trying to subdue the slaves or withdrawing from the lower world, and the slave owner who can be killed by the slave will become more and more Fewer came, but more slaves were freed."
"That's really a good thing." Bao Ye patted Dong Lingce on the shoulder: "You have to take care of me again during this time."
Leng Zhuo said angrily: "You should say that I have to work hard and I will endure your bad temper. I don't even know where I provoke you. You don't like me anywhere."
Bao Ye laughed.
Dong Lingce asked Jin Lingrui, "Do you want to go back after dinner?"
"Yes, but before that, please take back the villa in the dormitory area."
Jin Lingrui supported his forehead: "The dormitory area is full of villas. It's too eye-catching. Now the slave owners are all paying attention to me. You know what Boss Ji and Boss Chu said when they knew me and my teammates lived in the villa. Is it mine?"
"How to say?"
"One person gets the Tao, and the chicken and the dog ascend to the sky."
Dong Ling Ce laughed.
Bao Ye was curious: "What villa?"
Jin Lingrui briefly mentioned it: "Mr. Dongling built us a villa for your sake."
Bao Ye: "… "
Dongling Ce said: "You can take it back temporarily, and then consider the next thing after I dig out the construction site."
Jin Lingrui nodded.
The next day, the villa disappeared and turned back to the old dormitory building. The senior slaves in Nancheng District sighed that they lived in such a good house. They were really unsteady, either because they were worried that the slave owners would target them, or they were worried. The villa will disappear at any time, and now they can live in a luxury villa for so many days, they are already satisfied.
Bao Ye's face is still good and bad, but the times are good, only a small part of the time has sarcoma on half of his face or a quarter of his face, which is a good thing for him, At least you don't have to think about how to do good things and change your face back.
In order to prevent Bao Ye from getting worse, Tang Lingce set up a barrier in the villa to prevent him from going out.
Bao Ye was bored in the villa every day, and watched the news on the Internet. Then, he saw that one of the news mentioned the slave rebellion in the lower world. He also secretly laughed at the uselessness of the slave owners in the lower world. He couldn't even control the slaves, and he still had the face to come back and ask for help.
In the news content, there was also a photo of a slave owner who ran back from the lower world. The slaves looked disheveled and depressed, and there were a group of middle-world demigods who laughed at them.
Whether the demigods in the middle world will help, it still needs the major families and the leaders of the middle world to decide. When it comes to the major families, the news highlights He Jing, the new head of the He family, but only a few short ones. In the time of the month, he changed from a waste without divine power to a demigod with extraordinary divine power, and even the most powerful former head of the He family was no match for him.
After seeing the strength of He Jing, the elders of the He family agreed that the He family had been silent for too long, and it was time for a young and vigorous head of the family to lead the He family to greater glory. After several months of family infighting, He Jing succeeded. Take the seat of the head of the house.
Seeing this new article, Bao Ye couldn't help but feel happy for He Jing: "Good boy, amazing."
"Mr. Jin, Boss Jin is looking for you." Da Chao said from the hall.
Bao Ye looked away from the tablet: "You let him in."
"He also brought someone with him."
"Who?"
"I haven't seen it before. It should not be someone from Gongcheng. There is no brand on his face, and he is not a slave."
"Since it was brought by my brother, let them come in together."
"Yes."
Bao Ye continued to flip through the tablet.
Jin Lingrui came in and saw the sarcoma on his face, wondering: "Is your face okay?"
Bao Ye raised his head and looked at him: "It's good and bad, now you see the illusion set by Donglingce, by the way, who did you bring?"
"I don't know either, but he said he came to thank you."
"Thank me?" Bao Ye looked at the man behind Jin Lingrui, couldn't help but jumped up with joy, "He Jing."
I was always uneasy and worried that Bao Ye would forget his He Jing. Hearing the happy cry, he finally calmed down: "Bao Ye, I'm really happy, you still remember me."
Bao Ye happily rushed over and held He Jing's shoulder: "He Jing, it's really you, I didn't expect you to come to me, I'm so happy, sit down, sit down, Dachao, get to the kitchen Bring out pastries and fruits."
He Jing said quickly, "Master Bao, you don't have to be so polite."
"I saw the news mentioning you just now, congratulations, you got the position of the head of the He family."
He Jing said gratefully, "If it wasn't for your help, I wouldn't be able to sit in this position."
"I just gave you a few stitches, the rest depends on your own efforts, don't talk about this, by the way, how did you come to the world? Why don't you come here to open a factory? Now the slaves There is a rebellion, and I don't recommend that you go to open a factory now."
He Jing smiled and said, "I came here because I saw the slaves rebelling and worried about your safety, so I came to see you specially."
"That's enough brother." Bao Ye happily patted his shoulder again: "Don't worry, I'm fine, do you have anything else to do besides watch me? If not, just stay here for a few days to accompany you. Me, I'm about to get bored here.
"I came to see you specially. If you don't think I disturb you, I'll ask you to help prepare the room."
that is really good. Bao Ye hurriedly asked Da Chao to clean up a room and come out: "By the way, as soon as you took the seat of the head of the house, you ran to the next world. Are you not afraid that others will steal your position of head of the house?" "
He Jing didn't shy away and didn't care: "I never thought about sitting in this position from the beginning. I am now the head of the family to deal with some people. Now that all people have been eliminated, this position is already available to me. No."
Bao Ye smiled and said, "I'm relieved to see that you are doing so well now."
He Jing didn't expect that the people who met by chance would remember him so much, which really moved him: "I'll bring you something."
He took out two small bottles from his pocket: "I heard that these potions can wash away the marks of slaves, so I specially asked for two bottles from others. I don't know if they will be of any use to you."
Bao Ye picked up the potion, looked at He Jing and said, "If you give me the potion, it shouldn't be as simple as letting me wash off the slave mark, right?"