The Three Realms of Super Students

Therefore, the only means of livelihood that Yan Baoer can rely on to survive does not work in the human world, which means that she cannot make money.

If you can't make any money, if Yan Baoer really wants to leave from Zhang Xiaofan's side, how difficult that day will be, it is naturally conceivable ...

Today, he lives with Zhang Xiaofan and follows Zhang Xiaofan's ass.

At least she wouldn't worry about clothes, food, accommodation, and transportation. She wouldn't have to live the hard life of eating and drinking, and she could happily play around the world.

After thinking about this, Yan Baoer's mouth rose, and he couldn't help showing a sweet smile.

And this scene was naturally seen in the eyes by Zhang Xiaofan on the side, remembered in the heart, and the heart was secretly vilified.

"This little lady's skin, shouldn't it be a suit intended for my little master ?!"

"Emmm ... improper person, extremely improper person, the land government routine is deep, I want to go back to the city ..."

"...."

"Uh-!"

At this moment, a tragic howl that made people feel scalp suddenly sounded, piercing this quiet morning.

As you can see, although the surface foundation of a small wooden house is not large, the window glass is strictly covered by thick black opaque curtains.

Even though it was already bright outside, the inside of the cabin was still very dark like night.

In the center of this wooden house, there is a camphor barrel that is about one person tall. The barrel is filled with a red-brown green medicinal bath, and an extremely weird floats on it. Dark brown blood comes.

And under this wooden barrel, there is a bonfire burning in the blazing fire, which also makes this small cabin itself permeated with a strong pungent Chinese medicine smell.

"Crunch ..."

At this moment, I saw that the door of the wooden house was pushed open from the outside, and soon I saw a horse face coming in with a sullen body, and one of her faces was covered with wrinkles and age spots. No trace of expression emerged.

The horse's face is old and thin, and the whole man is covered in a black robe.

She squinted her eyes, changed her five fingers with her right hand, and hit it with vitality, and saw that the bonfire that was burning in the blazing fire was poured into a barrel of gasoline. The fire was many times larger than before. More than enough.

As the fire gradually increased, the screaming sound in the throat of the man who was soaked in the barrel was also pulled up sharply.

To the screams of the man with the broken arm, the horse-faced old lady ignored it, and she found a handful of Chinese medicinal materials under her black robe and threw it into the boiling barrel.

Seeing that, with the hysterical and screaming exhaustion of the broken arm man, there was also a dark brown poisonous blood in his broken arm wound position, and a little was forced out.

However, such a process of detoxifying venom took more than 6-7 hours from yesterday morning until now.

Even, in the end, the man with a broken arm was screaming, screaming, and screaming because of his long howling, and his screaming voice was almost unable to make any sound. It was only instinctively squeezing out of the vocal cord. ... "It's like breaking a bellows ...