waste wood pharmacist

Chapter 381 The So-Called Yang Family
Just now when An Ran said that she was the bloody contractor, Mei Gushuang was so excited that she almost pricked her finger.

The Scarlet Medicine Stove was driven by one person willingly? !
Of course, as a master, how can you show an impatient look in front of your apprentice?
Suppressing the excitement in his heart, he quietly stood three feet away from An Ran.

Although the blood-colored medicine stove is untouchable, if she guides her apprentices to refine god-level elixir, then she can be regarded as a very powerful master.

Thinking of this, Mei Gushuang felt better.

Around the issue of the blood-colored medicine stove, the master and the apprentice studied for a day.

By the time An Ran walked out of the thatched hut, it was almost dusk.

Stretched my waist, I was exhausted.

Xiao Qi and Fan Tuan are not by her side, so she is rarely at leisure.

The sun at dusk is not as warm as the scorching sun at noon, but it gives people a lazy and comfortable feeling, quietly scattered in the dense and dense jungle of the back mountain.

The leaves are mottled, and the shadows shine.

It can be regarded as a beautiful scenery.

The air he inhales has the muddy smell of green leaves.

It made An Ran's tired expression relax a bit.

She is still in the stage of self-cultivation, according to Yu Wei's instructions, try to use as little energy as possible.

What I discussed with the master today was so selfless that I confiscated it.

Stepping forward, his eyes scanned the dense bushes.

There was a slight smile on her lips, and on her delicate cheeks, there was warmth and elegance.The light blue clothes add a sense of tranquility.

All of a sudden, this woman who was walking quietly on the path behind the mountain actually gave people a sense of comfort and tranquility that has been peaceful for years.

It's just that this woman, after seeing a huge stone, squatted on it all at once, and suddenly, all her feelings became illusions.

An Ran hangs her head
"Tired."

If she had known it earlier, she would have listened to Yu Wei's words and rested more. The faint pain in her ankle gave her the urge to curse.

Can't help gnashing teeth

"Master, if he knew that I would suffer so much in the future, he shouldn't have given Dongfang Ji a good time."

While An Ran was cursing, the ruby ​​tied with a silver thread on his right wrist slowly slipped out of his sleeve.

It just so happens that a beam of sunlight shines on it, making it extraordinarily coquettish.

An Ran's cursing stopped immediately, and she stretched out her finger to press Ruby.

The light appeared for only a moment, and a red light and shadow slowly rose into the air, and a figure appeared.

Hearing An Ran dejectedly sigh three times at first, then began to mutter to the figure that appeared

"Qing Cang, can you come and find me?"

Speaking of the only intact hand, it has already covered the ankle.

"pain"

When the voice falls, listen to the indifferent voice
"there"

"Back Mountain"

An Ran replied very quickly, afraid that this person would not come.

In an instant, the light disappeared, and the figure also disappeared.

An Ran didn't feel embarrassed at all, she just lay down on the big rock behind her in a daze, basking in the sun, waiting for Qingcang to come or something, it's so beautiful that I don't want it.

It's just that sometimes, if you don't take the initiative to cause trouble, trouble will come to you automatically.

Behind only a few big trees, there are two women who seem to be arguing.

No, or it is more appropriate for one party to teach the other party.

Yang Anmin was wearing a goose-yellow floral dress, her upper body was tightly tied around her waist, and a light pink shawl wrapped her around. In addition, Yang Anmin's good skin made her look extraordinarily weak.

But what you say doesn't give you the slightest sense of weakness
"Yang Anxue, please remember, you are my dog, and only by listening to your master well can you survive."

As he spoke, it seemed that he wanted to teach the woman opposite him a lesson, and he slapped her on the cheek.

Crisp and loud.

"Remember?"

And the woman named Yang Anxue tightly covered the cheek that was beaten, and her hair was tightly pressed against her cheek because of the violent turning of her head, so that she couldn't see the other person's expression clearly.

Although Yang Anxue was also dressed in light yellow clothes, she could see the difference when she compared it with Yang Anmin.

Although it is not so downcast that patches are next to patches, it is still not as luxurious as the clothes of the person opposite.

The woman's voice is clear and clear, but there is not much emotion in her voice
"Yes, ma'am."

She is willing to linger on in order to survive.

Yang Anmin seemed not satisfied with Yang Anxue's answer, and gave the next order coldly like a superior

"Now, kneel down and call me twice. Then I can consider letting you go."

The words follow the breeze and are transmitted to An Ran's ears only covered by trees and bushes.

It just seems to have heard it, but it seems not to have heard it, still basking in the sun, with a smile on his face, enjoying this beautiful moment.

Yang Anxue lowered her head, thinking, as if resigned to her fate.

Yang Anmin on the opposite side didn't care about this, and impatiently exhorted

"Do you kneel or not? I didn't force you to do it, so if you don't want to, just pull it down."

As the words fell, Yang Anxue knelt on the dirt road, bowing her head humblely.

It's like a dog waiting to be judged.

Complacency flashed across Yang Anmin's face, with his hands folded over his chest, looking like he was watching a good show

"Now, bark twice, let me hear if my dog ​​is so loyal."

The wind blows shallowly, getting bigger and bigger, and it doesn't even seem to stop.

It made the leaves rustle, and even the gravel on the earth was blown away.

But at this time, An Ran, who was only covered by leaves, was gradually revealed to Yang Anmin's sight.

Through the trees, Yang Anmin's voice became harsh

"Who's there. Come out."

An Ran continued to lie on the rock, seemingly not hearing anyone's cries.

Yang Anmin felt ashamed, especially when she was taming her pet.

The fiery red nine-section whip was mixed with the power of the fire element, and it swept towards An Ran fiercely.

The long whip skipped over the tip of the hair and was tightly grasped by a slender white hand.

As a result, the nine-section whip failed to hit the target, and fell into the enemy's hands awkwardly.

Seeing the other party so relaxed, Yang Anmin's eyes flashed with surprise, thinking that he had mentioned something hard.

His voice softened.

"Who are you? If we sisters have disturbed the peace, please forgive me."

Due to the angle of the slanted stone, Yang Anmin only saw the person in light blue clothes and a head.

Still can't see the other person's face.

A crisp sound sounded, shallow, faint

"roll"

This is really embarrassing for An Ran, with only one intact hand, and a bare-handed whip.

Let go of the long whip in his hand, indicating that the other party has disturbed her.

(End of this chapter)