God-level Refiner: Ghost King Pampering and Pampering Concubine

Chapter 56

Lightly leaping to the ground, it landed not far from this person.

A pungent smell of alcohol mixed with a disgusting stench came from the nostrils.

This stench is not like the smell of beggars, but rather like the stench of something festering.

Yan Wuyou originally thought that there was something rotten in the alley, but the smell became stronger when he walked into the first place.

A tiny luminous pearl appeared in Yan Wuyou's hand, and following the light of the luminous pearl, one could see an old man curled up on the ground, an old man similar to the old man Zizai.

It's just that there is yellow water flowing out of the old man's leg, which seems to be the liquid coming out of pus.

Yan Wuyou's first reaction was that the old man was injured, and it will be some time.

Remembering what the old man Zizai said before, he gave the old man one of the colorful pills, and then tore open the old man's trousers.

What came into the eye sockets was indeed the old man's wound festering, but the old man's wound was more serious than Yan Wuyou imagined.

This is a very deep and long wound. It looks like it must have been cut by a very sharp knife. It must be because the old man dodged in time, otherwise this leg might be gone.

Just as Yan Wuyou snatched the flagon from the old man's hand and wanted to sterilize it with wine, the curled up old man looked him in the eye and snatched the flagon back again, "What are you doing? Still trying to steal my old man's wine."

I still don't forget to say this, enjoy ordinary drinking, maybe I drink too much, and there are wine overflowing from the corners of my mouth.

Yan Wuyou just thought it was ridiculous, when he checked the old man's wound just now, the old man didn't react at all, even when he gave the old man the medicine, he didn't resist, so he just took his wine, so he was unhappy.

"I'm sorry, I saw that your leg was injured, so I want to use wine to disinfect and apply medicine to you."

"Wine, disinfect! Little girl, you want to lie to my old man that he doesn't need so many excuses for his wine." The old man lay down again and closed his eyes without even looking at Yan Wuyou.

This person is one of the elders of Huanyou Pavilion, Jie Rong!

"Old man..." Yan Wuyou snatched the flagon from the old man's hand again, only to realize that the old man is not old at all, at least he doesn't feel comfortable growing old.

"Uncle, you are overthinking, the matter of disinfecting the wine is true." Jie Rong raised his hand and was about to snatch the wine pot from Yan Wuyou's hand, Yan Wuyou turned slightly to avoid Jie Rong's hand, He poured the wine directly on Jie Rong's lap.

Jie Rong was really heartbroken seeing the good wine being poured out by Yan Wuyou, as soon as he raised his hand, a yellow air current hit Yan Wuyou.

Yan Wuyou quickly put his hand on the ground, and closed it with a backflip, "Your Excellency's refiner!"

If it was a magician, she would definitely not avoid it so easily. It was a yellow air flow just now, which means that this person's level is fifth level.

"You can't bear it either, you're actually a Tier [-] magician at such a young age!" Jie Rong jumped up and stood up.

Attacking towards Yan Wuyou again, the corner of Yan Wuyou's mouth curled slightly, he really did not expect to meet a fifth-level tempering master.

After several rounds, Jie Rong failed to capture Yan Wuyou. In fact, he didn't have any malice towards Yan Wuyou, he just wanted to see Yan Wuyou's background.

"Uncle, are you sure you want to continue?" The long sword in Yan Wuyou's hand was already resting on Jie Rong's neck.

Jie Rong burst into laughter suddenly, and lightly picked up the tip of Yan Wuyou's sword with his fingers, with a crisp bang, the long sword snapped in two.

Yan Wuyou's eyes widened as she looked at the broken long sword in disbelief. It was custom-made for her with a lot of money, but Jie Rong cut it off so quickly.

"Uncle, it's not good. I took medicine for you anyway, and sterilized your wound. It's fine if you don't repay your kindness, but you actually came and broke my sword!"

"Baojian! Girl, are you trying to blackmail me? What you gave me was the elixir of Huanyou Pavilion, and your sword can only be regarded as a weapon." Jie Rong looked at Broken Sword displeasedly, Then he looked at Yan Wuyou critically.

"Uncle knows it's the elixir from Huanyou Pavilion!" Yan Wuyou didn't expect that Jie Rong would know the source of the elixir.

"Tell me, what is the old man Zizai asking you to come to me for?" Jie Rong shook his dirty clothes.

Free old man!Now Yan Wuyou can be sure that the person in front of him must be inextricably linked to Huanyou Pavilion.

"Master didn't say anything about looking for uncle, he just asked me to deliver the medicine."

"You said that old man accepted you as an apprentice?" Jie Rong grabbed Yan Wuyou's wrist.

With an expression of disbelief, his brows frowned, and a gust of air entered Yan Wuyou's body.

Yan Wuyou only felt a warm current rushing through his whole body.

"You actually have the talent of a tempering master!"

Before Yan Wuyou had time to answer, Jie Rong said with a look of surprise, "I really didn't expect that there is a person with dual attributes like you, a refiner and a magician!"

"Uncle, can you help me activate the tempering talent?" Now Yan Wuyou finally understood why the old man Zizai asked her to come to Jierong.

Jie Rong is a fifth-level tempering master, a rare figure in the world. The old man Zizai said before that she has the talent of a tempering master, but she couldn't open it by herself, and the old man Zizai didn't help her to open it. It is obvious that this tempering master is not so talented. Well opened.

"It's not difficult to help you open it, it's just..." Jie Rong let go of his hand and picked up the jug on the ground.

Yan Wuyou's eyes were bright, and he thought that Jie Rong wanted to drink, "As long as uncle can help me unlock my talent, I'm willing to buy wine for uncle."

"Haha, girl, you think everything is too simple, buy wine and drink! Do you really think I can't afford wine?" The smile on Jie Rong's face was very complicated, and he raised his head and put the remaining wine in the jug. The wine was gone.

"What does uncle need me to do?" There is no free lunch in the world, it is obvious!

Yan Wuyou is a modern person, how can he not understand the truth.

"It's very simple. In fact, it's just a sentence for you." Jie Rong tied the wine pot around his waist, pressed his messy hair behind his ears, and revealed a dirty but radiant face.

"What's the matter?" For Yan Wuyou, murder and arson seemed possible now, she even owed money to the owner of the Huanyou Pavilion, it seemed that there was nothing she dared not do!

"Be my apprentice!" Jie Rong said it lightly, with a smug smile on his face, arms crossed, as if he was already waiting for Yan Wuyou to pay his apprenticeship.

Yan Wuyou was taken aback when he heard the words, she is now the apprentice of the old man Zizai, this Jierong must want her to retreat in spite of difficulties, and deliberately make things difficult for her.

"Uncle, it's too wrong for you to do this. You know that I am the apprentice of the old man Zizai, and I can be regarded as a disciple of half of the Huanyou Pavilion. Doesn't your behavior make me betray my master?"

(End of this chapter)