I have a promise with the beauty

"Yang Qingshan, Yang Qingshan, why are you leaving? Come in." Hua Yiran stood outside the side door and shouted, glanced at the sneering butler, smiled bitterly and chose not to go in, and went to chase Yang Qingshan.

"You are too petty. There are very few large houses like this in the capital. It would be great if we could get in." Hua Yiran caught up and said, pulling Yang Qingshan back: "If we don't go in, our pills will be gone."

The medicine will no longer be sold."

Yang Qingshan stopped and sneered: "Going astray? Even if I am not the old man's apprentice or a reserve member of the Dragon Group, I will not go astray. This is my self-esteem."

"Okay, okay, you have to be proud of yourself." Hua Yiran said: "But you have to think clearly, we need money now. If there is no money, the medicinal materials street will be gone, and China will lose the location of ancient medical skills."

"Okay, bring this to them." Yang Qingshan took out a bottle and said, "Show it to them, not give it to them."

"What?"

"A hundred-year life-sustaining pill."

Hua Yiran opened his mouth wide and couldn't believe that Yang Qingshan had secretly refined a hundred-year life-extending pill worth hundreds of millions per pill. This was an elixir that added a hundred years to his life in vain. People with congenital conditions could only take one pill in their lifetime.

It's priceless, and it's the highlight of private auctions. More importantly, there are thousands of ways to refine this elixir, but none of it can really last a hundred years.

After opening the bottle, there was a strong aroma of medicine. Hua Yiran, who had been a medicine boy for ten years, was dumbfounded. This was a genuine life extension for a hundred years.

"You are ambitious, but I am old and I have to fight again before a hundred years. I will lose my old face."

"No, throw the bottle to him. Let's find a hotel first." Yang Qingshan smiled.

Hua Yiran held the bottle and walked at a fast pace. He stood outside the big iron gate, looked at the snobbish old housekeeper, threw the bottle in his hand, and said coldly: "This is for your master to see."

, not as a gift.”

"Hmph, little alchemist." The old housekeeper said disdainfully, but as an old housekeeper of a large mansion, he was still qualified. With a wave of his hand, he sucked the bottle into his hand, opened the bottle, and was immediately shocked by the rich aroma of the medicine.

When he looked up, Hua Yiran and Yang Qingshan had disappeared.

Hua Yiran often comes to the capital and successfully found a five-star hotel. At Yang Qingshan's suggestion, he lived in the luxurious presidential suite.

"It's comfortable. It's much softer than the bed at home. It has enough elasticity and saves energy." Yang Qingshan lay naked on the big bed, drinking a glass of red wine with a smile.

"Yang Qingshan, I didn't bring enough money, okay?" Hua Yiran lost confidence again.

"It's okay, I really have a hundred-year life-sustaining pill." Yang Qingshan said proudly: "That old man Liu is already 132 years old. Even if he is at the peak of his innate life, he will not live long. I guess he has to buy a hundred-year life-sustaining pill to wait until he is about to die.

Take it when you die, and the pill I give him will make him fall in love."

"But there's nothing happening yet. I only have enough money to stay for one day and one night." Hua Yiran said, eating the food in the room.

"Who knows? Stay here for now, I'm going shopping." Yang Qingshan got up, put on his clothes and went out.

Walking alone in the bustling area of ​​​​the capital, Yang Qingshan was still wearing flip-flops. He looked at the beauties passing by on the street without a glance. His mouth watered. When he walked to a wine shop, there was a long queue.

Yang Qingshan stood behind with some curiosity.

"Finally, I can come to this best wine shop. I heard that some strange people often come here to drink. Anyone who is like them has become naturally beautiful. I am so envious of me. Even those who have acne on their faces dare to drink with them.

I stole the man."

"Really? There really is that kind of strange race of people. I heard that they are very powerful in that aspect. It lasted for several hours. I really want to taste it."

Yang Qingshan pretended to be alright and stayed behind. Listening to the two beauties standing in front chatting unscrupulously, Yang Qingshan felt like he was reincarnated and felt that the capital was quite good.

"Yang Qingshan?"

The bald man walked out of the drink, looked at the crowd waiting to enter with a look of dismay, and saw Yang Qingshan at the very back.

"Bald head?"

Yang Qingshan squeezed past, it would be easier to do things if he was an acquaintance, and after chatting for a few words, he stepped forward and entered the wine, making the people behind him envious.

"Are you here to watch the show?" After Yang Qingshan came in, he looked at the decoration that really used waste to the extreme. Under the lighting effect, he asked the bald head curiously.

"Haha, this is the wine specially used by Liu Dawei, the eldest son of the Liu family, to make good friends," said the bald man.

"Liu Dawei's shop is very good. Let me see what this elixir reseller has to offer."

"You take your time and stroll around, I'm going to treat you today."

"Thank you."

The wine hadn't opened yet, but because he was a bald customer, Yang Qingshan was still well treated. He drank a glass of wine that Yang Qingshan couldn't name, took a sip, and was suddenly startled by the siren music.

This was when the crowd outside went crazy and poured in like zombies coming out of the cage. At this time, several people appeared upstairs, all of whom were immortal cultivators, staring at the beauties in the crowd with a pair of hunting eyes.

"These are the immortal cultivators who specialize in dual cultivation? Their faces are pale, and their collective kidneys are weak. Damn, it's embarrassing." Yang Qingshan looked at the people upstairs inquiringly, secretly despising them in his heart.

After staying in the wine for half an hour, Yang Qingshan saw a gentle man appear upstairs. He greeted several immortal cultivators with a smile. He seemed to feel Yang Qingshan's gaze and turned around to give him a kind look.

"This is Liu Dawei." The bald man came over and said, "I'm sorry, I told the boss about your arrival. I have no choice but to leave me alone."

"No wonder, you are relying on him for a living now. Besides, I was looking for him in the first place." Yang Qingshan said nonchalantly.

"The boss said that we are very busy today and there will be no customers." The bald man said even more embarrassedly.

"I'm also very busy and don't see guests."

"Haha, you're awesome, I'm leaving." The bald man gave a thumbs up. He was different from the one in the cell. His life-threatening attitude was gone. It seemed that he had suffered a lot and had completely changed his ways.

Liu Dawei was sitting in a box, looking at a pill in his hand. He grabbed it before the old housekeeper wanted to hand it over to his father. This was the century-old life-sustaining pill that Yang Qingshan tried to refine on the plane.

Genuinely guaranteed to last for hundreds of years.

"Master, we have found out. Yang Qingshan is from Nanyang City. His parents disappeared due to business failure when he was in high school. Yang Qingshan was struck by lightning four years ago and was rescued by the old man. By some strange combination of circumstances, he became the only descendant of the old man in the world.

There is also news that there are countless beauties around Yang Qingshan who are still virgins. He has a few junior brothers, but their cultivation is average and only in the innate realm. Now Yang Qingshan is not only a promising alchemist, but also a preliminary member of the Dragon Group, Zhetian's official

Member." A spy appeared and whispered beside Liu Dawei.

"I see. It's a pity that the old butler is too proud. He lets such an accomplished person go astray. People are arrogant. The more powerful they are, the more so. Go ahead." Liu Dawei said.

After the spy left, Liu Dawei turned on the screen on the box and observed Yang Qingshan's every move on the screen.

Yang Qingshan was chatting with several beauties, wearing flip-flops and constantly teasing the beauties' feet, making the beauties tremble. Liu Dawei, who was watching the screen, was a little dumbfounded. Is this a promising alchemist?

"Open!" Yang Qingshan looked at the dice in the bowl and said with a smile: "It's boring, you are no match for me, let's play a game of taking off clothes."

"Disgusting!" several beauties said slyly, and disappeared in a flash.

"Damn, the women in the capital are really smart. I miscalculated. Can you be more reserved next time? When you return to Nanyang City, you will no longer be a virgin, and you won't have to be embarrassed with four beauties." Yang Qingshan calculated in his mind and looked up.

monitor, waving hand.

"Let him come to see me." Liu Dawei said softly in the box. Outside, a spy immediately walked toward Yang Qingshan.

Yang Qingshan smiled slightly, stood up and left, walking out of the wine. The spy was stunned and quickly chased after him.

In the back alley of the wine, a man and a woman were having a fight. Yang Qingshan pretended not to see it, lit a cigarette, and looked back to catch up with his spy. He was wearing a mask, and his somewhat panicked eyes revealed his nervousness.

"Do you have a problem with me?"

"Yes, our family is young..."

"Stop talking nonsense."

Yang Qingshan approached in an instant, knocked out the spy with a knife, and robbed all the things on the spy's back. Then the old god continued shopping while the man and woman who were exercising didn't take it seriously at all and continued to move and groan.

He glanced at the unconscious spy lying on the ground with contempt.

"These days there are still people who come to rob people wearing masks. I despise him."

"Well, I despise him."

Liu Dawei hung up the phone, a little depressed, wondering when it would be so difficult for him to meet someone, and even his own spy was knocked unconscious.

"Chasing, ask him to come see me." Liu Dawei said in a deep voice into the mobile phone.

Yang Qingshan really didn't want to sleep that night. No matter where he went, as soon as he was alone, one or several spies would appear. As soon as he opened his mouth to speak, he was robbed by Yang Qingshan. He didn't know what to do with his eyes closed.

Explain to the young master.

Yang Qingshan went shopping and arrived at his hotel. Instead of going to the room, he went to the rooftop on the top floor. He stood on a steeple and looked up at the entire capital. His eyes were like lightning, looking at the beautiful women who were still wandering around at night.

A figure appeared with a gust of wind, looking at Yang Qingshan with a smile.

"Yang Qingshan, it's really a lot of trouble to meet you."

"Who are you? I don't know you, don't disturb me while I'm enjoying the scenery." Yang Qingshan said without giving you face.

Liu Dawei's expression froze, and he smiled bitterly and said: "You come out to hang out and make money by being friendly. It's my fault. I look down on others. Okay, let's go have a drink together. How about we talk about business?"

"Okay." Yang Qingshan said with a smile, finally able to play the mystery, and disappeared with a gust of wind.