Chapter 93 Not Sugar Pills

Chang Feihu praised Hanrong's quick brain and praised it in his heart. He appreciated Hanrong's shrewdness very much. He laughed and said, "You can teach me!" But after saying that, he shook his head again. Han Rong's age sometimes really made Chang Feihu entangled.

Han Rong didn't think so. He admired the master very much and his excited eyes were shining. This was an opportunity to annihilate the enemy.

If you end the battle through the water pass early, you can have more time to solve other problems, and you can also have a breath of anger. If you can encircle and suppress this part of the enemy, even if the enemy's reinforcements come, it will not cause much storm.

He turned around and ran out. As he ran, he turned around and said, "I'm going to arrange to spread the news of the poisoning of the army."

bang,

Because he was too excited, he turned around and spoke, ran fast, and hit the door frame at once. Seeing Nalan close his eyes.

The door frame couldn't help but feel the strength of Hanrong's professional body. It clicked and pulled, and even a wall fell down, but Hanrong went out with a smile unconsciously.

Nanli shook his head and smiled, "You stupid apprentice is much stronger, but you haven't seen the folds on your face reduced, and your hair is still white."

Lei Ming said, "You said Hanrong is stupid, but he is not stupid. The old man is a monkey spirit. Yesterday, I heard him ask Na Lan, brother, have you ever taken the baby elixir given by the master? How does it feel to eat? You see, you know from this sentence that this old man is trapming children.

Chang Feihu said disapprovingly, "Really? Why don't I know? Just ask. If it's you, you have to ask.

Nalan looked at the master and uncle. Listening to what they said, he was a little scared by the master. At ordinary times, I don't know how many words came out. The child thought to himself: It's good for the master to be good to himself, but he always wants a chicken | chicken. This is amazing. Uncle not only does not plead, but also looks at him. Joke, the younger brother is different. The younger brother is not only kind to himself, but also often takes care of himself. Even if the younger brother doesn't ask about it, he will tell him about it.

Nalan thought it was boring to stay there, so he said to Chang Feihu, "Master, can you go out for a while?"

Chang Feihu smiled, patted Nalan's buttocks, and said seriously, "Good apprentice, can you tell the master where to go?"

Nalan replied sweetly, "I want to go to my younger brother!"

Lei Ming smiled and said, "An old and cunning, and a quirky, aren't you going to speak ill of your uncle?"

Nalan immediately waved his little hand and said, "No! Uncle is an elder. I said good words to my uncle to make him happy!"

Seeing that the master did not object, Na Lan trotted to find Han Rong. Han Rong was preparing to see Chang Feihu after finishing his official business. When he saw Na Lan coming and squatting down and asked softly, "Is it the master who asked you to come to your brother?"

Nalan looked back and then said, "Come and play with you. Uncle just said bad things about you."

Hanrong said that he didn't want to take the stubble of the latter sentence. He adjusted his expression and tried to say gently with what he thought was the softest words: "Since you want to play, you choose to play the game of war in the lobby or go to the back hall to play the game of cultivation."

Nalan felt a complete relaxation. At the master's place, he had to be cautious all the time. Looking at the faces of the three adults, he felt like a natural gasbag.

I'm too nervous to be around the master for fear of saying something wrong, and I have to rack my brains to find a way to flatter. Only when I'm with my brother can I feel very happy.

Na Lan said happily, "Brother, how do you want to play? You used to listen to me, but this time you have the final say."

Han Rong smiled with satisfaction and said, "Brother, you are really considerate and kind-hearted. How about going to the back hall to play the game of cultivation?"

"Good! Let's play this!" Nalan said happily.

When he came to the back hall, Hanrong sat down on the ground facing Na Lan and said inquiringly, "We used to play fake games, and it will be boring after a long time. Can we really practice this time?"

Nalan was very interested, and he said happily, "Okay."

The two began to practice. Hanrong took out Kunjidan and swallowed a grain, and Nalan also ate one with a smile.

Time is not long, and both of them have steamed hot air on their heads. Both of them have excellent potential. Coupled with the help of Kunjidan, it is difficult to make rapid progress in cultivation. It is made by Chang Feihu with many cherished medicinal materials.

Kunjidan can have a powerful effect on junior and middle-level sacrificers, which can promote the priest. It can be said that Kunjidan is a kind of nine palace fruit that will not bloom. This kind of rare item can not be used by ordinary professionals. This is not to persuade Kunjidan to depend on who and what level it is, but in the lives of few people. There is this creation.

Kunji Dan contains the magic power composed of pure five elements, which poured into the brothers' bodies like a tide. The body slowly emitted white light. With cold eyes, it seemed to be emitted from the body, but when I looked closely, the light was a light mass flashing in the heart.

The two felt burning all over, and a stuffy breath in their chest seemed to solidify into hard pieces, blocked there, and they couldn't breathe. The blood vessels in their temples seemed to be beating wildly, their hearts beat wildly, and their whole bodies were soaked in cold sweat.

It is obvious that Kunjidan's medicine is too powerful to vent and control, and they have reached the edge of exploding.

The danger was getting closer and closer to them, and Hanrong suddenly trembled violently. He tried to calm himself down and tried his best to channel more and more spells that had accumulated in his body.

But Hanrong's soul is too weak. His soul can't absorb this vast and huge five-line force. Nalan practiced earlier than Hanrong, and his potential is also superior, but the waves of incoming forces also make Nalan unable to absorb and control it, and then Hanrong trembled.

became more and more anxious and faster. Finally, when Hanrong couldn't stand it and wanted to shout, he was horrifying to find that he could not do anything, but the feeling of his body became clearer and clearer. The pain and tearing pain were like the internal organs being burned. This feeling was unusually clear, but he opened his mouth and couldn't make a sound, but there was a grunting sound in his throat.

Both of them were scared and shouted desperately. If only the master could hear it! But no matter how hard they shouted, there was no sound in their throats.

Nalan wanted to cry but seemed to be unable to cry. His tears flowed down, but there was no sound strangely. Hanrong closed his eyes in despair. In fact, it was just his feeling. His eyes had not been opened since he sat down and practiced.

Hanrong sighed sadly and was feeling uncomfortable. Suddenly, he felt a cool and powerful soul force flowing down his feet along the top of his head. The clear soul power slowly turned into a warm current, moistening every part of the body and channeling the explosion of uncontrollable soul power.

It's like a burning grassland. Suddenly, the comfort of the rain fell from the sky, which indescribably moistened the limbs and bones. On those charred ashes, new life grew up tenaciously.

When Hanrong opened his eyes, he was surprised to find that the master was beside him, and his magnificent soul power was still flowing into his body. Nanli, who was opposite him, put a hand on Nalan's head, and immediately understood that the master had saved them.

Chang Feihu saw Hanrong wake up, his nervous expression relaxed, and sighed and said, "It's really mysterious! How about the timely discovery? Old apprentice! You are an uninherited priest now. What do you have?

Han Rong had long known the rank of professionals from the inheritance given by Chang Feihu. He was an unattainable rank in his heart. Suddenly, he heard the master say that he had reached the height of the priest. He was surprised and couldn't believe it.

The old face of Bai Chacha was so excited that he immediately turned red, and the happy Hanrong choked, and big drops of tears rolled down. He wiped away his tears fiercely, but the tears kept flowing down, and his heart was greatly shocked, just like a long-suffoed child seeing his relatives at once, which made people heartbroken.

Lei Ming said inappropriately at this time, "This old guy has advanced. How is it still nothing?"

This sentence made Hanrong experience cordiality. He used to say these words, but now it sounds very cordial. He immediately stopped his tears and knelt down and said, "Thank you, uncle, uncle's help and love."

Chang Feihu saw that there was no problem with Hanrong. He turned his head and looked at Na Lan with a smile. Na Lan seemed to have done something wrong, and he lowered his eyebrows and dared not look at the master.

Chang Feihu picked up Nalan and said, "Are you scared? In the future, you dare not sneak out to practice by yourself, at least tell the master, so that you can let him know what you have done! Look at your fancy face, like a monkey's buttocks.

Seeing that the master was not angry, Na Lan had a lot of courage and said, "Na Lan was playing with his younger brother, and the sugar pills given by the master were uncomfortable."

Chang Feihu was happy by Nalan's words, but he knew that the child was telling the truth. This was also because he didn't expect that this layer of elixir was wasted as a trivial matter, but it almost killed two apprentices.

However, the benefits are also obvious. Both apprentices have become uninherited quasi-sacrifices, two less drags, and two more helpers. Although the process is more thrilling, the joy after harvest is also sweet.

The brothers took a bath happily and changed their clothes and trousers. Now it was time for dinner. The brothers came to sit down hand in hand. The table was full of cold meat and dishes. Before the hot dishes came up, their stomachs were already cooing. After advancing, their stomachs would feel very hungry. Professionals are like this.

However, the master had not moved their chopsticks, and the two did not dare to eat, just looked forward to it.

Chang Feihu was very interested and said to the two apprentices, "Are you hungry? If you are hungry, just eat it. Why? This dish is delicious. Brother, this is much better than the barbarian meal. You said that although there are no professionals in this place, the level of food cooked by people is very high. I haven't eaten the beast meal you made for a long time. When you can reach this level, we will be blessed.