Orc God-level Miner

Gu Yan's provocation against Qin Muyan, Qin Muyan only glanced at him indifferently, he threw a light green pill into his mouth very leisurely, and there was no response at all.

An Ran smiled and felt that this was Qin Muyan's inherent posture.

"Gu Yan, you are tired of being alive and crooked, right? You can wait to go out later if you want to die." An Ran threw his medicine basket into his hand, and said, "Hey...your...it's so realistic for you to be an old man." Just kidding with you."

"...Uh." Gu Yan's expression was a bit sly, he was probably embarrassed, he untied the knot tied to the top, and pulled the lid off, so that the strong smell of meat overflowed. It was much stronger than Qin Muyan's share. The color of the pills is also much denser. An Ran took a step forward and picked out a pill of bruises and put it into Gu Yan's palm, saying, "This is medicine for bruises. It's right for you to take it now. Test the efficacy of the drug."

Nodding, Gu Yan obediently threw the pill into his mouth, and his eyes were about to protrude.

"Ahem, Xiao Anran."

"What?" An Ran raised an eyebrow.

"Is this really medicine?" The taste is clearly braised and simmered pork made by An Ran. Could this be medicine? Gu Yan claims to be knowledgeable, but he has never heard of meaty pills. Isn't it cheating?

It is not rare for An Ran to explain this problem with him. The technical problem of refining medicine cannot be clearly stated in two sentences. He does not answer and asks, "How is the effect?"

Gu Yan smacked his lips and nodded. "It doesn't hurt at all after falling so badly. The effect is really good."

As soon as Gu Yan said this, An Ran smiled. He said: "You said that the effect is good, and you questioned my pills, Gu Yan, you shabu me, right?"

"Second goods are second goods." Qin Muyan said.

A certain person was eating righteously, and did not listen to what Qin Muyan said into his ears. Gu Yan shook the medicine basket in his hand and asked, "What are the remaining two?" An Ran curled his lips and said, " Naturally, the same as Ah Yan's, hemostatic medicine, tonic medicine and bruise injury medicine have different tastes."

"You did it all, Xiao Anran?"

"It wasn't me who did it, could it be you? Hey..."

As soon as the questions were asked, it was endless. An Ran didn't plan to be a hundred thousand why, so he spent the excited Gu Yan to pick up dead branches and start a fire, while Qin Muyan stayed to protect his safety. As soon as Gu Yan walked out of sight, An Ran waved his hand and moved all the things prepared in the space. Although An Ran had shown his hand in front of Gu Yan long ago, it still felt unnatural for him to put things upright in front of Gu Yan. It just so happened that Gu Yan's food was ready-made, but Qin Muyan's porridge had to be cooked on fire, and it was just right for Gu Yan to pick up the dead branches.

When Gu Yan returned with a pile of dead branches, An Ran had already split the dinner between the two. Gu Yan had a lot of shares, two pots of meat and several white buns, Qin Muyan was a little bit down here, only a few corns, half-framed Lingguo, and the vegetable porridge hadn't started to boil.

Even so, Qin Muyan did not complain. He quietly counted the corns one by one. An Ran discovered that this was one of Qin Muyan's favorite things to do. As long as he was given a corn, he could count the corns one by one for half a day. Eat one pill each. His thoughts were simpler than Gu Yan, although he only had corn and spirit fruits, and Gu Yan had a lot of meat, Qin Muyan didn't feel unbalanced at all.

With the dead branches, An Ran quickly lit the fire. After Gu Yan returned, he couldn't wait to sit cross-legged before his dinner. The food was very plentiful, and he didn't gobble it up, but ate slowly one bite at a time. It seemed that he knew that there was no activity at night in the forest, and it would be boring to eat too soon and nothing to do.

An Ran gave birth to a small fire to make porridge, Gu Yan gnawed the meat buns and looked at him, "What do you eat, Xiao Anran?"

"I'm not picky eaters."

"You have to eat if you are not picky eaters?" Gu Yan looked at An Ran, but An Ran never looked at him. An Ran's eyes never left the pot on the fire. He didn't care too much and replied, "I'm not hungry yet. When I look back, I know how to eat."

Since agreeing to be an attendant for An Ran, Gu Yan has eaten well every meal. He once again sighed that he had made a wise decision. With a grin, his stomach gurgled. Something's wrong! This reaction is to eat a bad stomach? Gu Yan didn't know what happened, Qin Muyan had realized it. He glanced sharply at Gu Yan, and then at An Ran, whose head down and porridge seemed to be irrelevant to him, Qin Muyan never ignored the rumorous smile at the corner of An Ran's mouth.

"Gurulu... Guru... Gurulu..."

The reaction in Gu Yan's stomach grew stronger and stronger, and he would be ashamed of Qin Muyan if he didn't find a place to solve it. This is the first time that Gu Yan has encountered such a thing. This meat tastes very good. It is no problem. He has also eaten Antitoxin Pill and it is impossible to be poisoned. How can he have a stomachache? What he didn't know was that there was no problem with the meat, and he was not poisoned. It was just that An Ran watched him mock Qin Muyan and made some tricks in the bun. Although the output of the left and right cleansed fruit is not high, it will grow after being picked, and An Ran is willing to waste it on Gu Yan so much.

"En... Gu Yan, do you want to solve it first, we will not touch you with those meats, you know Ayan is not good at this." An Ran suggested to Gu Yan very seriously, with sincere eyes and sincere tone If it hadn't been for the truth, Qin Muyan would also be fooled. Fortunately, even though he knew it, he didn't remind Gu Yan of his thoughts. Gu Yan might just make people angry. No matter how miserable it is, it is not worthy of sympathy.

When An Ran said this, Gu Yan also felt reasonable. After two or three bites of half of the bun in his hand, he hurriedly said: "Then I'll come back and eat." Gu Yan hurried to solve his personal problems, and An Ran's last words Did not say it.

You’re all like this and still thinking about eating, my dear, are you really a dog or a pig?

Diarrhea or something, not eating something bad, An Ran smiled, he was looking forward to how someone would react after becoming like Qin Muyan.