People Are Practicing Martial Arts And Refining Elixirs, And The Side Effects Are Outrageous!

The sky is gradually dawning, and the golden rooster crows.

Yang Duan looked at the beams of the alchemy room with dull eyes, a little dazed.

For the first time after time travel, it was just gone?

God knows how he spent last night.

ten times!

A whole ten times!

Although he did not confirm the identity of this woman, he could completely see the other party's realm. She was a master of the innate realm!

Is this level of physique comparable to that of ordinary people?

Those two long legs nearly broke his waist last night.

If it hadn't been for the ability given to him by Golden Finger, an ordinary person would have been drained of it.

But even so, Yang Duan was still too tired to move at this time. He felt that his bones were soft and he couldn't produce any strength.

At this moment, a sudden wave of heat flowed down his arms and throughout his body. He slowly moved his eyes and found that it was the woman who was instilling internal power into him.

After a while, Yang Duan felt that he had regained his strength, waved his hands and sat up.

Shangguan Yan retracted her palms and put on her clothes, but facing Yang Duan, she still felt a little apologetic and stammered:

"Yes...I'm sorry, I don't want to either, but..."

Shangguan Yan gritted her silver teeth and suddenly said:

"Anyway, I will be responsible for you."

"Ah?" Yang Duan paused while putting on clothes. It felt strange, but he didn't know what to say at the moment. After thinking for a long time, he said, "I don't know the girl's name?"

Shangguan Yan felt relieved when she saw that Yang Duan didn't seem to be blaming her, and said honestly:

"My name is Shangguan Yan, but you don't know the name of my benefactor?"

Shangguan Yan!

Snowflake Goddess Dragon!

Yes!

I asked why it looked so familiar, it turned out to be her!

Yang Duan glanced slightly at the ground aside:

"My name is Yang Duan. It turns out to be the goddess dragon. I guess that is the Phoenix Blood Sword?"

Yang Duan did not pretend not to know the other party. After all, Shangguan Yan became famous as soon as she came out of the world. It was not strange to know her name.

"I didn't expect that a mere false reputation could reach the ears of my benefactor." Shangguan Yan's face showed a trace of happiness.

Yang Duan smiled and said:

"After all, I am a doctor. On weekdays, some people from the world of martial arts come to seek medical advice. I know a little bit about things in the world of martial arts."

Shangguan Yan nodded, suddenly a little confused:

"Since my benefactor knows Yan'er's name, he must also know that Yan'er has some enemies. If word of our relationship spreads, I'm afraid it will be detrimental to my benefactor's safety..."

"No need to call me benefactor, call me Brother Duan!" Yang Duan waved his hand, "Your enemies are nothing more than Sima Changfeng, Shangguan Feiying and Shenyue Sect."

Sima Changfeng's father is Sima Yi, the sworn brother of Shangguan Yan's father, Shangguan Yun.

The destruction of the Sima family was caused by Ban Tianyue, and Ban Tianyue was the person who later adopted Sima Changfeng and was also Sima Changfeng's adoptive father.

It was Ban Tianyue's bewitchment that made Sima Changfeng think that Shangguan Yun was responsible for the extermination of the Sima family.

As the daughter of an enemy, Shangguan Yan naturally became Sima Changfeng's enemy.

But Yang Duan had no intention of saying it out loud. After all, his identity did not allow him to "know" so many secrets of the world, and it might even make Shangguan Yan suspicious of him without reason.

After all, the unknown is the most suspicious.

And Yang Duan had no way to explain why he knew all this.

The enmity between Shangguan Feiying and the Shenyue Sect and the Shangguan family is known to everyone in the world.

What's interesting is that according to the relationship between Shangguan Yan's master Gu Mutian, although Shangguan Yan and Sima Changfeng are similar in age, they can also be regarded as Sima Changfeng's uncle.

After all, Sima Changfeng's adoptive father Ban Tianyue was once a disciple of the evil god Gu Mutian, but later he betrayed his master, stole the Dragon Soul Sword and some martial arts secrets, and then founded the Shenyue Sect.

Now Shangguan Yan appears in the world with the Phoenix Blood Sword to confront the Shenyue Sect. Although he is grudged by the previous generation, he has an additional mission, which is to kill Ban Tianyue and clean up the family for Gu Mutian.

Shangguan Yan may not have thought of this level, but Yang Duan is very aware of it.

He smiled and said:

"Not to mention that Shenyue Sect and Sifang City are far away in the Western Region, even if they penetrate deep into the Central Plains, how can they do everything casually in our Ming Dynasty region? You don't need to worry about this."

Afterwards, Shangguan Yan nodded and said nothing more, but worked with Yang Duan to clean up the mess.

Although he was a child of the world and was informal, Shangguan Yan still blushed slightly with embarrassment when looking at the mess on the ground and smelling the lingering smell in the house.

After everything was sorted out, Shangguan Yancai realized belatedly that his injuries had completely healed overnight.

It seems that although this elixir has such embarrassing side effects, it is indeed worthy of the title of "Holy Healing Medicine" in Yang Chuan's name.

Why haven't I heard of such a person in the world before?

Shangguan Yan was a little confused.

…

At the same time, in a tavern dozens of miles away, a man in black and white attire with a long knife on his waist was drinking from a bowl.

This man had a resolute face, sharp features, and extremely cold eyes, as if containing overwhelming hatred.

It is Sima Changfeng, the killer who has become famous in recent years.

"Shangguan Yan, you'd better not die. Your life belongs to me. If you want to kill me, I will do it myself! If you die, it would be such a pity!"

From a distance, the waiter looked at this man who was talking strangely to himself, speechless, shook his head and complained in a low voice:

"How can anyone come here to drink so early in the morning? I can't sleep well, little brother."

Last night's guests didn't leave until late at night. The waiter thought he could have a good sleep normally, but he didn't expect to be forced to wake up by the shopkeeper.

The waiter sighed again:

"People who are born to be bulls and horses. The shopkeeper will make money if he has money. He has no sympathy for us servants."

As he spoke, he took the rag from his shoulder and wiped the non-existent dust on the counter.

Suddenly, a dragon roar sounded in the store, and the next moment, a golden light just shone on the waiter's face. The waiter turned his head and looked, and his legs trembled with fear.

But the Dragon Soul Sword at Sima Changfeng's waist suddenly came out of its sheath and screamed.

"My lord, the little one has a mean mouth and has absolutely no other intentions. You have a lot, please spare the little one!"

The waiter cried and knelt on the ground with a bang and kowtowed repeatedly. At this time, he felt extremely regretful and kept hitting himself in the mouth.

But Sima Changfeng, who was sitting in his seat, turned a deaf ear and stared blankly at the long knife on his waist, feeling a little strange.

He couldn't figure out why the Dragon Soul Sword unsheathed and screamed inexplicably?

Then, he reached out and pressed the handle of the knife back, took out the broken silver from his arms and threw it on the table:

"Bill, please."

When the waiter saw that Sima Changfeng had really left, he breathed a sigh of relief, but found that his crotch felt a little cold, and his face suddenly turned bitter.