Shangguan Wan'er didn't say much and quickly got up and left.

"who is she?"

Wu Hao asked as he looked at Shangguan Wan'er's thin back.

"She, I used to be a friend of an enemy. The enemy died unexpectedly. I felt unhappy and killed all his friends."

"Then why did you let her go alone?"

Wu Hao asked.

"Forgive her life. I originally wanted to dedicate her to the Son of God as a maid, but the Son of God has been in seclusion and had to give up. He threw her cultivation seal into the backyard and now people." Wu Sheng shrugged, looking indifferent.

"So that's it," Wu Hao's face showed a glimmer.

"Why, Brother Hao has fallen in love with her?"

Wu Sheng smiled, "It's simple. I'll ask her to wash her and send her to Brother Hao's room tonight."

"Master, don't blame me?" Wu Hao asked, a little worried. He really had some intention of playing with it.

I just heard from Wu Sheng that this woman was originally going to offer to the Son of God.

"No," Wu Hao waved his hand, "How could the Son of God care about the life or death of a servant?"

"In the small country, she is barely considered a genius, but here she is better than ordinary warriors."

Wu Hao nodded.

The center of Qingzhou, where the imperial capital of the Tang Dynasty is located, is the most inseparable genius.

Various alchemy, instrument, formation masters and geniuses are as numerous as carp and crucian carp across the river.

In addition to his outstanding appearance and figure, Shangguan Wan'er has no advantage in his opinion.

It's just a nice vase.

"Then I'll trouble Brother Hao."

Wu Sheng bowed and smiled.

"To be honest, I like to play with these seemingly weak women."

Wu Sheng laughed.

"Brother Hao is so elegant. The Peach Blossom Fairy is cooking wine on the shore of Xizi Lake tonight, so I will take my brothers to experience it."

Wu Haodao.

"Who is the Peach Blossom Fairy?" Wu Sheng looked confused.

"You will know when you see it, and you will be sure to linger."

Wu Hao kept it a secret.

The three of them left the Temple of War.

Before leaving, Wu Hao passed a message and asked someone to tie Shangguan Wan'er up, wash her body, and send it to the side room to wait for Wu Sheng to come back to enjoy it.

A side room.

Shangguan Wan'er fell on the bed, her eyes were dull.

She had thought of this day long ago.

The reason why she survived was because she had hatred in her heart.

She wants to take revenge!

Tears have dried up.

But she won't surrender.

Her relatives and friends all died at the hands of the Son of God back then, and she would not be willing to die like this!

"I must find a chance to take revenge!"

Shangguan Wan'er's eyes showed hatred.

...

"Here, brother Zhan, this is the medicine hall, which is under the jurisdiction of Danta."

Pang Long pointed at the shop in front of him.

The shop has three floors, covering an area of ​​hundreds of acres, and is quite large.

Before you step on it, you can smell the faint fragrance of medicine.

"Tianxinguo, Nine Yin Flowers, Sunny Grass... There are indeed many good things."

Zhan Wuque said softly, casually saying the names of several spiritual medicines, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

When Pang Long heard this, he saw a hint of surprise in his eyes.

If Zhan Wuque is not talking nonsense, then his ability to smell fragrance and identify medicine is extraordinary.

There were many people coming in and out of the medicine hall, and many alchemists were among them. When they heard Zhan Wuque's talking to themselves, they couldn't help but look at it. When they saw that the person who made the sound was just a teenager, a hint of contempt appeared in their eyes.

The main reason is that Zhan Wuque looks too young. If it is an old man, they still believe that the other party has real skills.

However, although I was disdainful, no one said anything.

Just seeing Pang Long like a hill beside Zhan Wuque was discouraged.

Soon, Zhan Wuque bought the materials he wanted.

The main ones are the demon pills of some high-level monsters and the spiritual medicine to enhance the power of qi and blood.

The pharmacy still has a lot of inventory of these spiritual medicines.

But not many people with higher ranks.

There are even fewer soul medicines and are extremely expensive.

Despite this, Zhan Wuque still waved his hand and bought it all.

This scene made Pang Long very shocked.

The Yuan stones that the demon pill alone cost was probably not enough for his whole body.

Pang Long is now extremely sure that Zhan Wuque has a background, otherwise he would not have been so squandered.

But he didn't know that Zhan Wuque took the opportunity to rob the Black Soul Temple not long ago and obtained a large amount of Yuan stones, even a lot of high-grade Yuan stones.

Such a big deal, even the Master of Medicine Hall was alarmed and came down to receive Zhan Wuque in person.

"Young Master, please come here!"

The Lord of the Medicine Hall is an old man with a kind face and has the cultivation of martial spirit.

He noticed Pang Long at a glance and felt that Pang Long's cultivation was like him, and he was a martial spirit.

He took it for granted that Pang Long was regarded as Zhan Wuque's escort.

He can make the strong man of Wuling a guard and is so generous to take action, he is obviously a rich young man.

Therefore, he enthusiastically welcomed Zhan Wuque to the third floor and ordered his servants to make a cup of good tea to entertain him.

"Dare you ask the young master's surname?"

"war."

"So it's Mr. Zhan," the shopkeeper smiled all over his face, and he quickly recalled it in his mind, but he didn't expect any big family to have a surname called Zhan.

Could it be from other states?

The shopkeeper remained silent.

"Young Master uses tea!"

The beautiful maid on the side brought tea.

Zhan Wuque Qingmin sipped it and put down the teacup. "The second grade of Wudao tea is brewed for 79 days, hidden for 32 years, and the taste is average."

"this……"

Jin Daya was shocked.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never believe that someone was so powerful. It was not difficult to distinguish between tea and tea, but he could even identify the years, which was unheard of.

Jin Daya suddenly felt awe.

I pay more attention to the battle in my heart.

"Young master is really a good skill."

Jin Daya gave a thumbs up.

As for Pang Long, he looked at Zhan Wuque with a monster-like look.

"Just just saw that the young master purchased a large amount of spiritual medicine, probably for elixirs, right?"

Jin Daya asked.
To be continued...