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Chapter 554: Drugs and the old friend (seeking a monthly ticket)

Chapter 554: Taking medicine and old friends (please vote for me)

"well……"

Aaron also sighed when he walked out of the fourth wife's house.

Not to mention that he has too many secrets, even if he does get married, he will be sad in the future.

Because the fourth lady is already in her early thirties, and women in ancient times age very quickly. In another ten years, they may look old.

And I am still in my prime, still a young boy!

When the time comes, how will the Fourth Lady deal with herself?

"Flowers are ready to be broken when they are in full bloom. Don't wait until there are no more flowers to break off the branches...The eternity of heaven and earth will eventually come to an end, and this hatred will last forever..."



A few days later.

Aaron glanced at the attribute column:

[Name: Fang Yu (Aaron)]

[Talent: Immortality]

【Age:23】

[Realm: Ming Jin]

[Martial Arts: Quicksand Palm (100/100), Black Sand Palm Fourth Level (1/300)]

[Skills: Fishing (80/100), Catch the Sea (2/5)]



"Finally, I have entered the fourth level of Black Sand Palm..."

Aaron looked at the realm column and nodded: "It seems that I need to perfect the fourth level of cultivation and develop three inches of dark power... Only then can my realm truly break through to the dark power."

"However, if you can become An Jin, you will be a master in the city."

"With the 'Qinglong Life-Destroying Soup' and the training method of losing longevity and krypton gold... it probably won't be very slow."

The next day.

There are yellow ant thieves again, no, it's the rebels who are making announcements.

General Song Shentong was about to ascend the throne as the ‘Nantian King’! By the way, he beheaded the captive Lin Guo loyalist at Caishikou.

Aaron was speechless about this.

What kind of king is ‘Nantian King’?

There is no order at all, just like the grass-headed king in troubled times!

Moreover, he had no interest in watching beheadings, and the same was true of the Fourth Lady.

If you have this time, you might as well practice or play games!

Another day has passed...

Aaron looked at the data on the attribute panel and couldn't help but feel a little happy:

[Martial arts: Quicksand Palm (100/100), Black Sand Palm fourth level (2/300)]

"It has increased a little in one day. Doesn't it mean that I can complete the fourth level within a year? The breakthrough of dark power is just around the corner?"

"However, this is just the beginning. Maybe after 100 or 200, the increase in proficiency will slow down. It may take two or three days, or even four or five days to increase a little."

"But conservative estimates suggest that within two years, we will definitely be able to break through An Jin!"

Aaron clenched his fists: "So you still have to hold on... wait two days and then try to grab the 'Qinglong Life-Destroying Soup'!"



Three days later.

Aaron went out shopping.

At this time, the streets were very deserted and there were very few pedestrians.

Although the shop was open, both the shopkeeper and the waiter had sad faces, obviously forced to do so.

Occasionally, there would be three or two pedestrians walking in a hurry with their heads lowered, going about their own business quickly, even avoiding the yellow ant soldiers who were arrogantly patrolling the streets.

As we were walking, a shout of "The troops have passed" suddenly came from the front.

Aaron immediately hid aside and blended in with the crowd, lowering his head and glancing at the passing people and horses with his peripheral vision.

After a group of yellow ant soldiers passed by, he actually saw a lot of 'familiar people'!

It's Duan Lang, the young leader of the Goldfish Gang who watches like a hawk and a wolf! He is leading a group of Goldfish Gang members through the city.

'Why did I meet this person again? Well... From the naming point of view, this person's name is a challenge to me, so don't be careless... Fortunately, my surname is neither Xu nor Emperor...'

After complaining in his mind, Aaron waited until the army passed by and listened to the discussions of the shopkeepers:

"The Goldfish Gang has been in a state of turmoil recently..."

"The Goldfish Gang is backed by the 'Liu Family'. This time the Liu Family has taken refuge with Nantian Wang and has done a great job in dedicating the city... won't the subordinates become more prestigious as soon as they become subordinates?"

"Damn the Liu family..."

"Shhhhhh... don't dare to say such nonsense, you will be beheaded. Alas... our city has two walls, two aristocratic families, it seems that the Liu family is overpowering the Cao family now!"

"I don't think so... the old lady of the Cao family is still here. She was the famous master of Huajin back then! Even King Nan Tian has to give some face, and he has done nothing to harm the Cao family's property!"

"The Cao family has an old lady, and the Liu family also has a great-grandfather!"

"The world seems to be in chaos, so we still need to learn martial arts to defend ourselves!"

"Sigh... stop talking. If learning martial arts is useful, wouldn't the Qingshan Martial Arts School be burned to ashes?"



"Liu family, Goldfish Gang?"

Aaron made another silent note in his mind.

He walked through the street and found a drug store.

"What medicine does this guest officer want to grab?"

The shopkeeper was an old man wearing brocade clothes. He seemed to be in good spirits. He asked politely: "Our shop's hemostatic powder is famous far and wide..."

"According to the medicinal materials and quantities I wrote..."

Aaron handed over a piece of paper, which not only had the medicinal materials needed for the 'Qinglong Life-Destroying Soup' written on it, he also mixed the medicinal materials for 'Quizifang' into it.

"These……"

The old shopkeeper took it, looked at it, and nodded: "The store has reserves, but the price is not cheap..."

"The price is easy to tell..." Aaron took out a piece of silver and put it on the counter.

"Sir, please wait a moment..."

The shopkeeper immediately ordered the clerk to get medicine.

After a while, Aaron left the pharmacy with satisfaction, carrying large and small bags.

"In terms of complete supplies, of course the city is better."

While he was sighing with emotion, suddenly another watchman who beat the gong passed by and shouted loudly: "The recruitment list of the King of Nantian..."

"As long as you go to the south of the city to serve as soldiers, you can have enough to eat!"

"If you perform meritorious service, you will be rewarded generously!"



The targets of the other party's propaganda are obviously not those with families and businesses, but the refugees who lost their property and relatives that night, and even beggars, gangsters and the like...

Well, that night there were fires and military disasters, and many people in the city lost their homes and could only become beggars.

While passing by an open space, Aaron saw a lot.

The level of misery and desolation is really pitiable!

"Uncle, uncle... thank you for your kindness..."

A man with disabled legs and feet, who seemed to be injured, threw himself in front of Aaron to beg. He raised his head and was suddenly startled.

"Are you...Senior Brother Song Sanjin?"

Aaron raised his eyebrows and recognized this person: "How could he be reduced to such a state?"

"You are...Junior Brother Fang?"

Song Sanjin's hair was disheveled, and his face was filled with shame, pain, and struggle... all kinds of complex expressions melted into one, and finally turned into a slightly crying voice: "Dead... all dead... I went to join the army with my senior brother, but what happened?"

After being ambushed, I crawled out from among the dead... I was seriously injured and my martial arts skills were useless... I finally struggled all the way back to Fucheng, only to find that my blacksmith shop was destroyed by the war and my family was missing... Wuwu..."

"It's really sad for those who hear it, and shed tears for those who see it... How is Senior Brother?"

Aaron sighed and continued to ask.

"Senior Brother Dingshan?" Song Sanjin had a look of confusion on his face: "I don't know... he's probably dead, too? Now my family is gone, and so is the martial arts gym..."

He looked at Aaron with a look of hope and flattery on his face, like a stray dog ​​asking for shelter.

"Oh...it's not easy."

Aaron took something out of his pocket, took out five large coins, threw them into the broken bowl in front of Song Sanjin, and then left...


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