Fantasy One Knife 999 Level

Chapter 155 Gift of Medicine Pill

Soon, the two came to a booth.

Sitting in front of this booth was a middle-aged man with an unshaven beard. He had a firm face, but his expression seemed a little slumped. The reason why Fang Yu called him Uncle Hei was probably because this man had been wearing a black robe for a long time, and he didn't know how dirty he looked. How long has it been since I took a shower.

The man just sat there like this, motionless like a stone sculpture.

"Uncle Black."

Fang Yu cried sweetly.

The middle-aged man trembled slightly, and immediately raised his head to look, seeing that Fang Yu was coming, his expression suddenly had a soft flash: "Xiaoyu, it's you, you entered the mountain again today?

"Yeah, I saw Uncle Hei passing by the courtyard wall in the morning, so I knew Uncle Hei was here today, so I went into the mountain."

Fang Yu nodded, and began to put a lot of things in his hand on the booth.

"Have you encountered any danger?"

The middle-aged man casually fiddled with various materials and medicinal materials on the booth. It could be seen that he didn't seem to be very keen on them. When he asked this question, the middle-aged man looked up at 48

Yu glanced.

But he didn't see anything in front of Qin Yu, even Qin Yu was injured. In his eyes, Qin Yu was just an ordinary person.

"Of course, Uncle Black, let me tell you..."

Fang Yu roughly talked about the encounter with Long Xuan and others before, and Qin Yu could observe that when Fang Yu said that the other party wanted to force himself to accompany him for a drink, a cold look flashed across the eyes of the middle-aged man in front of him. Murderous.

"But thanks to Brother Qin Yu, Brother Qin Yu is a strong Martial Ancestor!"

Fang Yu grabbed Qin Yu's arm and said with a smile.

"Oh? It's not easy to have such a Cultivation Base at such a young age."

The middle-aged man raised his head upon hearing this, and glanced at Qin Yu suspiciously.

He obviously... didn't find anything.

"Hehe, it's overrated."

Qin Yu chuckled lightly.

The middle-aged man was suspicious, but he was a little wary of Qin Yu in his heart. After glancing at the materials on the ground, he took out twenty golden coins from his pocket, engraved with this blue light pattern ( afbe), this is the first time Qin Yu has seen the currency of this world.

"Girl, go back and buy some delicious tonics for your mother. Your mother is weak and needs these. I think you have something else to gain this time? Let me know when you use that thing, and I will go over to you home."

The middle-aged man grinned.

"Uncle Hei, this is too much! I can't take it, I calculated before, these things are only worth ten blue gold coins at most!"

"Uncle gave it to you, look."

The middle-aged man said with a serious expression, pretending to be angry.

"Oh well."

Fang Yu pursed her lips, as if she was dissatisfied with the strength of the middle-aged man.

"Ha ha."

The middle-aged man didn't care either, and reached out to pat Fang Yu's head dotingly.

"Uncle, can I have a look at the things at your booth?"

Qin Yu said suddenly.

The middle-aged man was taken aback for a moment, then nodded immediately: "Of course."

"What does Brother Qin Yu like? Xiaoyu will buy it for you, I have money here."

Seeing Fang Yu's attitude towards Qin Yu, the middle-aged man looked at Qin Yu with more doubts and a little scrutiny.

"Hehe, your Brother Qin Yu is rich."

Qin Yu smiled, squatted down immediately, and reached out to choose a scroll from the booth.

After seeing Qin Yu's choice, the middle-aged man's complexion changed slightly, and he quickly said, "Little brother, I don't sell this item."

"Since the uncle has already placed it here, how can there be any reason not to sell it?"

Qin Yu glanced at him with a half-smile.

According to the system's prompt, this scroll is a good thing.

"I really don't sell this thing."

The middle-aged man stretched out his hand to hold the scroll, and said with a serious face, the two of them were deadlocked in mid-air for a while.

"Uncle...... Is this thing important to you? Brother Qin Yu, why don't you change something..."

Fang Yu was bewildered by the sudden situation in front of him.

Although she is simple, she is not stupid. She can feel that the smell of gunpowder between Uncle Hei and Brother Qin Yu is gradually becoming stronger.

After hearing Fang Yu's words, Qin Yu just smiled and patted her head. On the other hand, the middle-aged man suddenly woke up with a jolt, and the aura that was gradually rising in his body subsided accordingly.

This made Qin Yu even more puzzled. The scroll in his hand was obviously very important to the middle-aged man, and something of this level was indeed extraordinary. The middle-aged man should feel that, anyway, he was in a small place like a mountain city. It should be that no one with this kind of vision can recognize the preciousness of this scroll.

And even if he recognizes it, he can still protect the scroll with his strength.

However, after hearing Fang Yu's words, the middle-aged man loosened his grip on the scroll slightly.

"Uncle, do you have something on your mind?"

Qin Yu raised his eyebrows, but put the scroll back on the booth again.

"No, if you want it, I can take it away for Xiaoyu's sake.

The middle-aged man obviously didn't want to continue entanglement on this topic, he lowered his head and said coldly.

"Uncle Hei..."

Xiaoyu squatted down, stretched out her hand and gently tugged at the sleeve of the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man froze, raised his head, looked at Fang Yu, his eyes reappeared with compassion, but at the next moment, the middle-aged man suddenly found that a simple medicine bottle appeared in front of him.

What Qin Yu said next shocked the middle-aged man even more.

"The tendons and veins are torn apart, and the soul has also been severely injured. You choose to huddle on such a small island, and do nothing all day long. Do you think this is what a strong person in the divine way should do?"

"You...what the hell are you..."

"For Xiaoyu's sake, this Medicine Pill is considered a gift to you. I will stay at Xiaoyu's house for the next period of time. You can come to me.

After leaving a sentence, Qin Yu patted Fang Yu's shoulder lightly, signaling Fang Yu to leave.

"Then Uncle Hei, I'm leaving first."

Fang Yu greeted the middle-aged man, but at this time the middle-aged man seemed to have lost his soul, sitting stiffly on the spot, ignoring Fang Yu. .