Yang Ming finally put the ginseng urine in a bottle and put a drop of it into the strengthening furnace.

"Baby, let's start strengthening!"

Rootless Spiritual Juice 1st Grade

Panacea.

Success probability 3%(2%+1%)

Big success probability 3%(2%+1%)

Super success probability 0.03%(0.02%+0.01%)

Strengthening...

5%

Seeing that the urine of this little ginseng was directly a first-class elixir, Yang Ming was overjoyed. Sure enough, just as he had guessed, Gungun was indeed treating himself, but he ate his own meat and gave himself a mouthful of soup to his master.

Yang Ming wanted to try his luck and continued to inject spiritual power, spending nearly one-fifth of his spiritual power, but a white light flashed and he failed.

There were probably only a few drops of urine left. Yang Ming's consciousness returned to the outside world, he took out the bottle and poured a drop on his broken wrist. He could clearly feel a burning sensation on his wrist. He knew it had worked!

Yang Ming did not dare to neglect the little ginseng, because it was related to whether his hands could grow back. He said to the little ginseng: "Whatever you want, I will try my best to satisfy you, but you have to pee for me every day!"

Little Ginseng shook her head like a rattle, then looked at Xiao Duo with pleading eyes, and called to Xiao Duo. Xiao Duo explained to Yang Ming: "It can only pee once a month."

"Is that so?" Yang Ming calculated and found that there are about fifteen or six drops once a month. It seems that he can only use the medicine once every two days in the future. He wanted his palms to grow faster, so he asked, "Is there any way to add more?"

Need to pee?"

Little Ginseng put her hands on her hips and chattered for a while. Xiaoduo explained with a smile: "It said it wanted Brother Ming to make tea for it, dew or water from the ancient well, and it couldn't be bullied by Gungun. It might be in a good mood.

Can...twice a month."

Yang Ming thought to himself that you are a tea person, so you still want to drink tea? But considering that it can really help you, this request is not too much, so he said: "Cha, let your sister Xiaoduo make tea for you, but

I can't make the decision over Gungun, if I try to persuade him, he might chew you up when he gets angry!"

Little Ginseng smiled happily, shook his head again and again, and pointed at Gungun who was eating bamboo shoots in the distance. Yang Ming also understood the meaning, just don't disturb Gungun and let him eat bamboo.

Yang Ming couldn't help but laugh. He thought that when he first encountered this little ginseng, it had just shed its shell from the giant eighth-grade ginseng. It gave him a kick as soon as it came up. It was so skinny at the time. He didn't expect that evil people have their own way.

The evil man was tortured, and one thing was reduced to another, but he was cured by Gungun, a foodie, and became docile.

Suddenly, there was a faint sadness in his heart, and he thought of Wu Qing.

When the two of them made a lifelong commitment, he knew that Wu Qing was not joking, and he seriously agreed.

It was only later that because of Xiao Duo's existence, Wu Qing couldn't coexist with the demon clan because of the hatred of killing his brother, and he really couldn't abandon Xiao Duo, so everyone broke up unhappy.

Later, when he became disabled, he really thought about giving up Wu Qing and regarded those promises as a joke, because he felt that he was really not worthy of Wu Qing. It was for this reason that he decided to run away.

Nightless city.

But now, there is hope for his broken palm to recover, and he doesn't know whether his original decision was correct. Should he really give up on Wu Qing?

He thought about it seriously, especially since he also learned a lot about Emperor Wu during this period. He knew that no matter how hard he tried, he was not worthy of Wu Qing. Wu Qing was the only bloodline of Emperor Wu, the one in the east.

How could the Emperor Wu be willing to let her guard the northern border and fight against the demon clan regarding the country's future? What's more, how could he pass the test of the Emperor Wu if he was from such a humble background?

He had no confidence at all about his marriage to Wu Qing.

He sighed, feeling upset and didn't think about it anymore, but the short time he spent with Wu Qing kept coming to his mind and he couldn't get rid of it.

"Practice and become stronger, maybe this way there is a little bit of possibility!" He comforted himself, but also numbed himself, but he just didn't want to let himself fall. In fact, there was always a voice deep in his heart - he and Wu

It's impossible for Qing and Qing to get together.

"The revenge for the broken hand must be avenged, and the revenge for bullying Xiaoduo must also be avenged!" Yang Ming clenched his fists, and finally found a reason for himself to continue fighting.

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On this day, Yang Ming and Xiaoduo went to the "Shizhu Pavilion" and handed over four bottles of fourth-grade cultivation pills and four bottles of third-grade cultivation pills to the chief Liang Zheng. At Liang Zheng's invitation, the two decided to attend the evening

's auction.

In fact, Xiaoduo had been very curious about the auction for a long time, but she didn't want to trouble Yang Ming so she didn't say anything. Liang Zheng saw Xiaoduo's thoughts, so she followed suit and sent out the invitation, otherwise she wouldn't have waited until now to invite Yang Ming

.

After drinking a few cups of tea, the two of them had a meal in the auction house, and the auction began.

The first person to appear was a slave from the demon clan. Yang Ming was really surprised, and then he understood from the introduction of his buddy A Cang that this slave was a prisoner captured in the war between the demon clan, and the human race was not allowed to capture him.

The demon hunters are sold as slaves. Similarly, the demon tribe cannot capture human slaves, but they can among the same tribe.

All slaves will be declared and stamped before entering Nightless City, so slaves will not be captured in the city, which also ensures the safety of residents in the city.

Yang Ming was not very interested in this slave, but Xiaoduo was full of sympathy. She held Yang Ming's arm tightly and asked: "Brother Ming, will I be caught and sold like this one day?"

"Unless I die, something like this will never happen!" Yang Ming's determination gave Xiaoduo a sense of security, and she let go of Yang Ming's hand, but she still looked at the scarred slave with sympathy.

.

"A pangolin demon slave, first level of transformation realm, starting price is one hundred thousand taels." After the person in charge of the auction finished speaking, everyone began to bid one after another.

When the auction price reached 200,000 taels, no one bid.

"One hundred thousand once, two hundred thousand twice!"

"Three hundred thousand!" Yang Ming opened his mouth and held up the sign. Seeing Xiaoduo's big eyes full of surprise, he explained: "I know you can't bear to see him being bought by some bad guy, so we have no choice but to buy it ourselves. Anyway, we

We also need someone to work on."

"Thank you, brother Ming."

"Three hundred and fifty thousand!" The person who had just offered two hundred thousand continued to shout.

The reason why Yang Ming increased his salary by 100,000 yuan in one breath was because he didn't want to compete with others anymore, and also to tell others that he liked this slave, but he didn't expect that the other party would still follow him.

"Five million." Yang Ming continued to shout.

"Five hundred and fifty thousand!" The man refused and still only added fifty thousand.

"One million!" Yang Ming directly called a round number, and the man cursed "sick" and stopped bidding.

Yang Ming ignored the man in front of him, but the servant next to him saw that Yang Ming was wearing an empty glove on his left hand and said sarcastically: "He is a disabled person and has no hands. He needs a servant to wipe his butt. Our young master does not need it."
Chapter completed!