"These are ten bottles of top-grade Xue Ling Pills, the same grade as last time." Xue Wuhen didn't say anything, took out ten white jade bottles from his arms and placed them on the table.

"How can I be so embarrassed? The last time I didn't do it." Ye Qingkuang smiled embarrassedly, but the heat in his eyes seemed to be not ready to hide it. This is a good thing. He gave him four bottles to Ye Rong last time, and he had been in pain for many days.

You should know that after a warrior enters the general realm, he needs to accumulate a large amount of fighting energy to reach a higher level. How does the battle energy come about? It requires diligent cultivation and a large amount of pills. Although the Ye family has pills, it is not as good as the Xue Ling Pills of the Xue family. Moreover, he is not directly appointed as the young clan leader like Xue Wuhen. The first heir looks similar to the young clan leader, but in fact there are still big differences in treatment.

Xue Wuhen pretended that he hadn't seen Ye Qingkuan's hot eyes, and said embarrassedly: "I'm not afraid of laughing at the young man. That girl actually looks very similar to my first love. My first love was killed by my family when I was sixteen years old, so... cough cough, I just received a message from the family and had to rush back to the family tomorrow morning, so see if I can take the girl away together tomorrow morning."

"This..." Ye Qingkuang frowned slightly, stared at the white jade bottle on the table, and felt a little embarrassed: "I can understand Xue Shao's mood, but... this matter is not easy to deal with. The main reason is that the girl has a strong personality and I am afraid she will seek death."

Xue Wuhen looked at Ye Qingkuai's expression and smiled slightly. He took out a yellow jade bottle from his arms and said, "This is three days of drunkenness, colorless and tasteless. As for the things that will take three days later, there is no need to worry about Kuang Shao. I can guarantee that I will definitely treat her kindly. As for the aftermath of the Ye family, Kuang Shao needs to worry more."

"I'm not worried about the others, just because I'm afraid of Ye Qinghan, that waste, Ye Qingyu's brother, who has a temper as strong as a wild horse. You saw it on Niulan Street last time. Then I'm afraid he will go to the Elders' Hall to cause trouble." Ye Qing sighed wildly, expressing a little embarrassed.

"This is an imperial-level battle secret technique, but it is broken, so I will give it to Mr. Kuang." Xue Wuhen smiled coldly in his heart and threw out a book with bronze skin. Of course, he knew that Ye Qinghan was Ye Qingyu's brother, and he also knew that Ye Qinghan is not only as strong as a wild horse, but his combat power is probably even stronger than a wild horse. If it weren't for Ye Qinghan, he wouldn't have cruelly thrown out such a priceless imperial-level battle secret technique.

"Oh? The secret method of the imperial level?" Ye Qingkuang's eyes were immediately attracted by this bronze book, and a huge wave was stirred up in his heart. The secret method of fighting was divided into four levels: human, king, emperor, and saint. Although Ye Qingkuang was the eldest son of the family, he had no chance to learn any imperial level combat secret method. Today he actually gained unexpected results. Although it was broken, it was really priceless.

After reading it quickly, Ye Qingkuang suddenly stood up and said to Xue Wuhen very seriously: "See you at the north gate of Cangcheng tomorrow morning."

Xue Wuhen smiled happily and remembered an old saying - loyalty is because there is not enough chips for betrayal. He sighed in his heart, this sentence is really...it is too right.

Ye Qingxie got up very early, even earlier than the chickens raised by farmers outside Cangcheng. Although he has never had the habit of getting up early, today is different because his master called him up today.

His master was Ye Qingkuang. Although his name was only one word different from his master's name, his identity, status, and strength were different. He was a son of the city lord of the small city and a son of the family, but because of his martial arts talent, he was summoned to his core child at the age of fifteen. Then he joined Ye Qingkuang's command and soon gained Ye Qingkuang's high trust and became his right-hand man. His status in the family was even higher than that of the father of the city lord of the small city.

But he knew very well that his status was not because of his strength and the father of the lord of the small city, but because of Ye Qingkuang, so he had to work hard for Ye Qingkuang, so he had to get up earlier than a chicken today.

With two subordinates, he carried a yellow jade bottle and turned out of Zuixinyuan. The subordinates were given by his city lord's father, and the master ordered the jade bottle to be taken. The target of this trip was the East Courtyard of the Ye family, a remote building.

I gently came to this very familiar courtyard. It was because he had eaten here not long ago. The beautiful and seemingly weak girl refused firmly, which made him scolded him hard by his master and lost his face. This time he didn't want to be scolded again, so he called two subordinates, stood outside the yard, and climbed over the wall and climbed in.

He took out his **** from his arms, and gently stroked him, and he opened the door bolt of a room. He flexibly entered like a night cat. The room was not the girl's boudoir, but a kitchen. He knew very well that this weak girl had the habit of getting up early to cook porridge every day, so he dripped a few drops of transparent liquid in the yellow jade bottle in many places, such as oil and water. Then he whispered out of the hospital again and squatted to the side with his two men and waited quietly.

The reason why he complicates simple things instead of just entering the room and knocking the girl inside out, and getting a few drops of drunkenness for three days is because the master's careful advice just now, perhaps because he believes that doing so is in line with the means of doing things for people walking in the dark.

"Squeak."

Half an hour later, the sky began to dawn, and the sky was covered with white fish belly. The girl also pushed open the door and walked out and entered the kitchen.

Ye Qingxie was also a little nervous, not because he was afraid of being discovered. The place was a bit remote and no one came so early. He was nervous because he had done such a thing for the first time, and he felt inexplicable in his heart by using such disgraceful means.

Ye Qingyu looked at the empty rice jar with some regret, and remembered her brother who was far away from home. In the past, the brother made the rice alone. After eating a large jar of rice, why didn’t the brother come back? Don’t he know that he can’t lift such a heavy rice bag?

I touched the knife in my arms. Although it was a knife for cutting fruits, I was stunned by the annoying dog legs more than a month ago. The knife was still there, and I felt a little relieved, so she began to wash up and glanced at the few steamed buns in the cupboard, thinking, Brother, you won’t come back today, I can only eat steamed buns for one day.

Holding up a glass of water and holding a steamed bun, Ye Qingyu began to sit in the yard once a day, welcomed the rising sun, and looked at the not-so-bright sky in the south.

"Who!"

The eight door gods were wearing thick armor and heavy eyelids, fighting in front of the city lord's mansion with difficulty. Only a rapid sound of horse hooves disturbed their sleepiness. The eight people woke up at the same time and shouted loudly.

"It's me, open the door!"

Ye Qinghan's face was a little pale, and he was a little tired after rushing for several days, but when he thought of seeing the weak figure immediately, he couldn't help but feel a little excited. He walked out of the carriage and looked at the familiar door. The eight familiar door gods wanted to laugh and say, "I, Hu Hansan, are back again, but I just thought about it, but still didn't say it."

Take out a small bag of amethyst coins from your arms and throw them to the four guards next to the carriage, and say, "I'm sorry, I'll bother you. I'll give you some wine to warm up your body."

"Young Master, please be polite." The four guards and coachmen nodded with a smile, turned around and left, with a polite and respectful tone.

The eight door gods looked at everything in front of them in a daze, observing their expressions for many years, and they had mastered their sharp eyes. They knew very well how expensive the carriage was and how respectful these obviously advanced guards were in the words of the words. Looking at the still familiar but unfamiliar Seventh Master, the few seemed to feel that he had changed, but they could not explain clearly where the specific changes were. They just vaguely felt that the sky above the Seventh Master's head seemed to change.

"Seventh Master," a door god said politely, and a door god next to him quickly opened the door.

"Yeah." Ye Qinghan nodded lightly, as if he was not accustomed to the changes of the door gods, but his steps did not stop and he quickly walked towards his own courtyard.

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