Please, I Really Don’t Want To Fall In Love with the Boss.

Li Ran scratched his head, "I'm not good at collecting herbs."

Song Qingsong's brows jumped, and a bad premonition appeared in his heart, "So you are here..."

"Robbery."

Li Ran made up the second half of the sentence.

"…"

Song Qingsong's face was pale, "You, you can't do this, it violates the rules, I rely on my own strength to collect medicine..."

Boom.

Li Ran squeezed his fist, his joints crackled, his expression slightly impatient.

"I can't take medicine, and you can't fight. But I'm not an unreasonable person. I'll give you two choices."

"Which two options?" Song Qingsong swallowed.

"First, you take the initiative to give me the medicine."

"What about the other one?"

"Second, I was beaten up by me, and then took the initiative to give me the medicine."

"…"

Song Qingsong shivered and handed the storage ring to both hands.

"You are too polite, please accept it with a smile."

Chapter 49 If you can't beat it, join in!

"Walk slowly."

Song Qing let go of the pergola and watched Li Ran leave.

After the figure of the other party disappeared completely, his cheeks were instantly twisted, and his anger was like thunder.

"I! Ni! Ma!"

"Damn, bullying honest people, right?"

"The robbery has robbed me on the head! Do you know who I am? The direct disciple of the Shinto Palace, the Jindan stage powerhouse, Yibo Yuntian Song Qingsong!"

"When you get out of the secret realm, I will definitely make you pay the price!"

After venting indiscriminately, Song Qingsong finally calmed down.

In fact, he was just talking about it, making Li Ran pay the price? Not only did he not have that strength, but he also didn't have that status.

The Shinto Palace is a top sect, but the Youluo Palace is also true.

He Song Qingsong is only a direct descendant, but Li Ran is a noble son, the future head of Youluo Temple!

What's more, he has a terrifying master...

It is impossible for the sect to offend the evil spirit Leng Wuyan for him.

So when his teeth were broken, he could only swallow in his stomach.

"Forget it, now is not the time to think about it. Fortunately, only a stick of incense has passed. I still have enough time."

Song Qingsong stabilized his mind and continued to start the picking journey.

This mountain of medicine has a huge range, and there are countless spiritual plants, flowers and plants. Ordinary people are dazzled by the past, let alone looking for immortal materials.

Therefore, the strategy of most people is to collect what they see, and use the quantity to make up for the lack of quality.

And Song Qingsong knew that the value of immortal materials was not comparable to ordinary elixir!

So he focused all his attention on high-grade medicinal materials.

"Ningshenhua? A good thing! The value is comparable to that of a thousand-year-old white vine!"

"Evil mist grass? This thing is evil, extremely rare, and can be used to refine poison pills!"

"I'm going, Black Blood Lotus?!"

It didn't take long for Song Qingsong to gain a lot of immortal talent again with his extraordinary eyesight and skills.

This is indeed his home court, and no one knows how to collect herbs better than him!

"Heh, do you think this will stop me from advancing? It's just a fool's dream!" Song Qingsong looked relaxed and contented.

hoo~

Suddenly the wind blew from behind.

Song Qingsong froze and turned around slowly, only to see Li Ranzheng looking at him with a smile.

He swallowed, "You're here again..."

"Robbery."

Li Ran nodded.

Song Qingsong already wanted to die.

But what can be done?

He could only hand in the immortal material again with tears in his eyes, while praying that Li Ran would let him go.

But Li Ran was obviously addicted to grabbing.

After a stick of incense.

"Robbery!"

"…"

It's tea time again.

"The food is ready!"

"…"

Li Ran took the trial and played it into a penguin farm...