The First Dude: Dark Emperor, Come To Fight!

The five slaves were taken down, and Zhang Che also checked Duanmu Bo's body.

"Master, the profound energy in his body is in turmoil. He has suffered serious internal injuries, and his sea of ​​consciousness seems to have been damaged, so he may have lost most of his memory."

Ning Xi nodded: "It's okay, as long as you remember how to practice."

"Do you remember what you know how to practice?" she asked Duanmu Bo.

Duanmu Bo pulled his hair as if he had a headache, "I don't remember, I just think I know how to practice."

"If you want to refine something, I can try it." Duanmu Bo then added, "But after refining it, you have to feed me the meat."

Before, slaves like them could only eat dry pancakes on the road. Although they could barely eat enough, every time he smelled these people grilling meat, he couldn't help but grab it and eat it. His desire for meat reached the extreme.

Ning Xi laughed, "Okay, if you can really make what I want, I can feed you meat every day."

Duanmu Bo's eyes suddenly brightened, "This is what you said."

"Okay, that's what I said." Ning Xi then looked around Duanmu Bo with some disgust, "When you go back later, take a shower and change your clothes first, it stinks!"

Duanmu Bo raised his hand and smelled the clothes he was wearing. There was indeed a sour smell. He himself disliked it, but he didn't have the conditions to take a shower before!

Seeing the disgusted look in the pretty man's eyes, he curled his lips and said, "I know!"

Ning Xi gave some instructions to Lu Yan and then took Luo Yinhuang back to his yard.

The first thing the two of them did after returning to the yard was to take a shower. Recently, they often slept in the mountains on the road and never took a proper shower.

After the two of them took a bath, they also made dinner in autumn.

The two of them served the table in a refreshing manner. Ning Xi took a piece of stew and put it in his mouth, with a satisfied smile in his peach blossom eyes.

After eating porridge, pancakes and barbecue for so many days, Ning Xi was very satisfied to eat the food cooked in autumn again.

The two of them ate very quickly. After eating, they each held a glass of hawthorn water for digestion and sat in the yard to enjoy the cool air.

The weather here is much hotter than in Kyoto, and the evening is relatively cooler. There happens to be a grape trellis in the yard.

"Xiao Huanghuang, can you tell what kind of cultivation Duanmu Bo was before he was injured?" Ning Xi sat on the rocking chair and swayed leisurely.

Duanmu Bo's profound energy was extremely chaotic. Ning Xi could only tell from the aura that he exuded that his cultivation level was not weak, but he couldn't tell what level it was.

Luo Yinhuang was also lying on another rocking chair, "He was at the ninth level of the Xuan Order before he was injured."

"So tall!" Ning Xi frowned, "Then he shouldn't be from a lower-class country."

Judging from Duanmu Bo's age, he is only about twenty years old. The lower countries have never heard of such a young Xuanjie Ninth Grade.

"He should come from the Duanmu family, a relatively powerful weapon-refining family in the superior country." Luo Yinhuang said.

Ning Xi took a sip of hawthorn juice and began to think, "He was seriously injured before and lost his memory. Could it be that he was beaten like that because he encountered something dirty in the family?"

"His injuries were mainly caused by improper impact when hitting the ground, not a man-made attack, so your guess is not likely."

Luo Yinhuang thought for a while and said: "But I can't guess why he appeared in Ziguo.

Then he asked Ning Xi, "Do you need me to help you check his identity?"

"Do you think his identity will hinder me?" Ning Xi asked without answering.