Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?

Han Yu retreated all the way to the place where he fell to the bottom of the cliff before sitting down cross-legged.

The glass bottle finally became quiet at this moment, and the dark-yellow breath from the mouth of the bottle continued to spray out and wrap the bottle body.

Each breath can be seen with the naked eye as it gets close to the bottle and then goes in. After being exhaled, it is then absorbed by the bottle.

After Han Yu sat in silence for an hour, the glass bottle stopped absorbing and took back all the remaining breath scattered outside.

puff!

It was as if he had burped, spitting out a dark-yellow air ball from the mouth of the bottle. After the air ball rose to his mind, it instantly bloomed and turned into wisps of flames.

Soon the flames gathered into a sea of ​​​​fire and burned fiercely.

It's over, my skull is on fire.

Han Yu's expression changed, and he was extremely panicked.

He jumped up and was about to put out the fire, but then he was stunned again.

How can I save my head if it's on fire? Put out a fire with water in your head?

The sea of ​​fire completely enveloped the glass bottle and continued to burn it.

Han Yu suddenly lost consciousness, and a mysterious feeling completely connected him to the glass bottle.

Suddenly, a milky voice sounded in his ears.

"You suffocated me to death! It took you more than a year to revive me, you idiot!"

Han Yu was horrified. He didn't know if his skull had been burned just now and he was hallucinating. What a ghost happened to the glass bottle! It speaks!

"You're the one who deserves to die."

Han Yu was stunned. This thing could actually hear his own voice. What a terrifying ability.

"I am Xiao Liuli, the weapon spirit of Liuliping."

A milky voice said...

After a full hour passed, Han Yu's face turned extremely dark.

He had the urge to destroy the glass bottle again.

"In other words, before you were revived, one pill a day was just a glass bottle to absorb the side effects of the person taking the medicine and revive you quickly?"

The key point is that this is still a useless effort. In Qi Ling's view, the glass bottle itself only randomly makes elixirs based on rules and instincts, so all kinds of outrageous elixirs for breast enlargement, beauty, breast enhancement, and impotence have no energy to feed back at all.

Han Yu's tears almost fell from his eyes. It was pitiful to see how he had endured these absurdly useless elixirs for more than a year. Sometimes, in order to give away the elixirs, he even went to the elderly.

After that, can we get rid of this kind of life?

"No, if there is no energy feedback for a long time, I will fall into a deep sleep again, and you may face an even hungrier glass bottle."

Han Yu simulated the image of a glass bottle continuously emitting pills in his mind, his lips trembled, and he shuddered just thinking about it...

"But after I wake up, you can use the pill three times a day, or not at all. It is best to use the pill among the monks, and the children of destiny like Xiao Shui have the highest benefits."

"So, Han Yu, let's go and pick up Mr. Xiao!" Xiao Liuli was particularly excited when she mentioned Mr. Xiao, and her milky voice had the feeling of sharpening a knife.

"Isn't this bad?"

Han Yu hesitated a little and grabbed someone too much.

"Then do you want his fire magic power?"

Wang Xuanbei was carried out of Xiao Mansion, and Zhang Kui and Qiu Susu, who was crying, placed him on the carriage they bought.

At this moment, there was no trace of his high-spirited appearance. His white robe had been riddled with holes, most of his hair was burnt, and his whole body was burnt black and only half of his life was left.

"let's go!"

Zhang Kui sighed and wanted to set off.

"Slow...slow..."

In the car, Wang Xuanbei spoke angrily.

"Send... send a message... go back... I won't give in."

Lu Dayou had a strange expression on his face, and his thick eyebrows were squeezed together.

"What are you talking about? The Xiao family's little kid crippled the Tianshui Sect's top disciple?"

Did you get up early in the morning? I still had hallucinations due to excessive indulgence last night, so I said I should be more restrained.

The palace guard said in a confirming tone, "The disciple was carried out after being burned until he was half alive. It is estimated that half of the people in the city saw it."

Not a dream?

Lu Dayou's face was still in disbelief. Wasn't the Xiao family engaged in business? When had I ever heard of a monk? It was right under my nose.

I have seen the Xiao family's little baby, and it is indeed ordinary. Could it be that he has been pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger.

"It is said that a pharmacist entered the Xiao family's mansion that day, and the Xiao family's young master took a pill and took care of the Tianshui Sect disciples."

This is even more outrageous than the young master of the Xiao family beating up a Tianshui Sect disciple.

"impossible."

Lu Dayou categorically rejected it.

The palace guard lowered his head and said, "The Xiao family watched with their own eyes the medicine that the Xiao family's young master took."

Lu Dayou was dumbfounded. Is it possible that his group of street guards have been away from the monk world for too long, and now the changes in the world of monks have reached the point where they are changing with each passing day?

When did monks become so worthless? One pill is worth years of hard work. Isn't it a joke to me that I have to guard a place waiting to break through?

The palace guard raised his head, glanced at his dull boss, and quietly retreated.

In the end, Han Yu couldn't resist the temptation of the fire magical power, so he sneaked into the city again, and met Qiu Susu, who was standing in the street in a daze.

Qiu Susu seemed to have lost her soul, with mixed feelings in her heart.

Xiao Shui's figure appeared at the street corner, and after seeing Qiu Susu, he gradually walked over with a complicated expression.

A copper coupon and a letter appeared in his hand at the same time.

The copper certificate was printed fifteen years ago, and it had a marriage certificate printed on it. The letter was a dissolution of marriage signed by the head of the Xiao family.

The marriage contract was arranged in the name of the family fifteen years ago. Fifteen years later, the engagement was still canceled in the name of the family.

When Qiu Susu received the copper certificate and the marriage certificate, her expression was extremely complicated and her heart was filled with mixed emotions.

She did get what she wanted, but she didn't seem as happy as she had imagined.

The senior brother I admired the most was still lying half-dead, and he didn't seem to be that powerful anymore.

"Brother Xiao..."

Qiu Susu stopped talking.

Xiao Shui frowned. He had never hated a person so much in his heart, especially this person who almost became a partner. Every time he thought about it, he felt sick.

"Let's call him Mr. Xiao from now on!"

Xiao Shui interrupted her with a sullen face and left without looking back.

Qiu Susu could only hold two things in her hands and stood there bitterly, smiling uglier than crying.

Han Yu secretly watched the play and felt very happy.

"This is much more interesting than that group of storytellers who kill demons every day, starting with breaking off the engagement and ending with a slap in the face."

"I don't know if I give that woman a pill to strengthen her. Will she push my old love away or slap her in the face?"

Han Yu suddenly had an evil idea.

"Is it possible that the two of them teamed up to kill you?"

A voice suddenly asked from behind.

"That's impossible."

Han Yu blurted out without thinking. He was stunned for a moment and turned around to see a middle-aged man wearing sky blue brocade clothes staring at him with strange eyes...

After staying up all night, I had a deep dream. One by one, the readers brothers turned into level 15 Jiang Ziya, flying in the sky holding up their staffs to consecrate me to the gods!