My Empress is My Bad Girl

"At any rate, you are also a closed disciple of the owner, don't be humble."

"It's really not humble. I've never been to the first floor... so far."

"How is it possible?" The child was surprised, "How could this be?"

Wang Han said: "Master said, let me practice swordsmanship first, lay the foundation, and then learn other things, so that I can get twice the result with half the effort."

"How can my master let me learn the mentality first? Master said that the mentality is the foundation."

"...Probably, everyone practice martial arts differently."

The toddler looked at him a few times: "How do I feel that the owner of the village is not very caring about you, a closed disciple?"

Wang Han smiled reluctantly: "It's probably because Master has been in a bad mood these days." He changed the subject, "By the way, are you really up to three levels in a day?"

"Yup."

"It's no wonder that even the owner of the house takes you so seriously." Wang Han's smile was a bit bitter. "I can't compare with you at all. I really don't understand why the Eighth Elder didn't choose you to be the owner's closed disciple."

"Probably because he is selfish and wants to accept me as a disciple."

"...The boss is the best, isn't he afraid of the boss being angry?"

"The owner is not angry either."

"..."

Wang Han smiled bitterly.

The child asked: "What is the Yi Jing Dan mentioned by the owner just now?"

"That is the pill made by the second elder to help the martial arts practice." Wang Han explained, "In our Piaoyun Village, if not counted as the owner, the great elder martial arts is the highest, and the second elder is the best at making pill. The third elder Good at weapons. These three elders are all loyal to the owner."

The toddler is not interested in these interpersonal relationships in the gang, and asks: "I just saw that when you heard the Yi Jing Dan, my face was not so good? Is there any problem with this Yi Jing Dan?"

"It's okay, but it will be more uncomfortable if you eat it."

"Brother Wang have eaten?"

"The day I first started, I was fortunate enough to be rewarded by Master."

"How does it feel to eat?"

"Feeling..." Wang Han glanced at her, "Can you imagine that there are ten thousand ants crawling around in your bones, eating your flesh and sucking your blood? "

The child had a numb scalp: "No."

"Probably, that's how it feels."

"...I still don't eat anymore."

"Although it is painful, it is not white pain. The benefits of this Yijing Pill are obvious."

"what is the benefit?"

"As the name suggests, this Yijing Pill can strengthen and broaden your veins, allowing you to withstand more internal forces."

"So that's it." The child nodded, "After taking this, brother, will the internal strength be greatly improved?"

"Although it is not possible to advance mental methods, I think there are still benefits."

After hearing this, the infant did not ask any more.

It seems that although Wang Han's martial arts is high and strong, he has only obtained it from years of diligent study, and his talent is not considered high.

The Shuizuizhu also valued him at first, and gave him the Yijing Pill on the day he received it. He didn't expect that he would not even be able to enter the first layer. Probably, Shuizuizhu was also a little disappointed.

Children are thinking about these things in their hearts, so it is difficult to say them so as not to hurt others' hearts.

When the two came to the pill room, Wang Yan took out his waist card and got a full house.

"There are thirty Yijing pills here." Wang Han said in his mouth, as if he was also unbelievable, he couldn't help muttering to himself, "Why give so many, is it a mistake...Isn't it going to kill people? "

Toddler: "..."