Chapter 615
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When Lin Yuan heard the speech, he was surprised to see Master Hongshen, whose clothes were not neat and his beard was black.
As early as he came in, Lin Yuan found that master Hongshen was wearing a badge of a three-star creator.
Moreover, the fourth star pattern on the badge of the three-star creator rises, which shows that the ability of master Hongshen has reached the peak level of the three-star creator.
It can be said that master Hong Shen has reached the limit that the creator can reach when his soul is injured.
It was a long time before master Hong Shen recovered from the pain.
Master Hongshen, who had calmed down, picked up the water cup on the table and gulped down the water in the cup, then said to Zhang Xiaobai.
"White boy, I've healed the original damaged spirit objects you sent."
"But you can't owe me the money that should be given to me. As usual, if you don't have enough money, go and dig some bitter ferns for me when you go out on a mission."
Hearing the bitter fern root, three words, Lin Yuan knew what the bitter taste he had just smelled.
Master Hongshen has been relying on the bitterness of bitter fern root to suppress the pain of soul injury.
This is also a good way to share the pain of soul trauma with the taste of the five senses.
Ordinary people touch bitter fern root on the tip of their tongue, and they are chewing Coptis in the mouth for a day.
It can be called a kind of inhuman torture.
However, this kind of bitterness that ordinary people can't bear is actually a relief for the soul injured people.
Master Lin Yuanjian Hongshen is over there and Zhang Xiaobai are settling the cost of treatment.
Lu Pin, such as four Yingzhi silkworms, has been rescued and spits silk thread on the silkworm rack.
Lin Yuanzheng is going to see if he can rent a room from master Hongshen, so that he can use tiannv fire element pearl to bake the sap of cold snow pines into cold cedar incense, and heal Lu pinru's soul trauma.
At this time, Lin Yuan only heard master Hong Shen say to Zhang Xiaobai.
"Go away, boy. I'm tired. Don't forget to dig the bitter fern root and bring it to me next time."
"Or you don't have to come."
As he spoke, master Hong Shen's face turned ugly again.
Quickly took out the medicine bottle from the bosom, poured out two bitter fern root to make the pill to contain in the mouth.
To resist the pain of the soul.
Lin Yuan said to Zhang Xiaobai, who was walking towards him.
"Xiaobai, go and rent a place with master Hongshen, and I'll make it for Lu pinru's medicine for healing soul damage."
When Zhang Xiaobai heard the speech, he immediately showed a surprise look on his face.
Zhang Xiaobai can feel how difficult it is to treat a soul injury just by looking at master Hong Shen's efforts to suppress and cure the bitter fern root for so many years.
Originally, Zhang Xiaobai was ready to wait for Xin Ying and Tan ran to wake up and go to work together to raise money for Lu pinru.
If one year's money is not enough, we can always think of some ways to raise it for five or ten years.
But I didn't expect that Lin Yuan would go straight to solve this problem.
Suddenly, Zhang Xiaobai remembered that Lin Yuan was not only a healer, but also a creator.
Master Hong Shen was about to make a mockery, but he saw that Lin Yuan had just taken out the contents of the crystal bottle.
Master Hongshen's eyes were straight.
Master Hong Shen is not sure what the liquid in Lin Yuan's bottle is, but it is only the cold and moist feeling that the liquid in the bottle sends out.
The pain in the soul of master Hongshen has been suppressed.
After the pain disappeared, master Shen Hong quickly gave up the bitter fern root pill which had not yet melted completely in his mouth and cursed.
"What a hell of a pain."
Zhang Xiaobai just wanted to discuss renting a room in the treatment center with master Hong Shen. At this time, master Hong Shen had already walked to Lin Yuan's side.
"Handsome boy, can you sell me some liquid in the bottle?"
"You can do anything you want me to do!"
Lin Yuan looks at master Hong Shen strangely.
Lin Yuan seldom goes out to walk around. Even if Lin Yuan looks good, he has little chance to be called a handsome boy.
But now by an old man's eyes greedily called little handsome boy, Lin Yuan only felt his hair stand up.
Especially after that sentence you let me do anything, let Lin Yuan more confused.
Can you really do anything?
You are so old. What else can you do?
When master Hongshen saw that Lin Yuan's request had no fluctuation, he just looked at himself in dismay. Master Hongshen was anxious.
Eyes staring at the bottle in Lin Yuan's hand, stretched out his hand to grab.
At this time, master Hongshen felt the pressure of cold and pressed himself hard on the spot, making it difficult for him to breathe.Senhan's pressure just appeared for a moment and was taken back.
Master Hong Shen looked at his woman with a sneer on his face. He remembered that he was tortured by the sharp pain of his soul several times every day.
"If you are willing to sell the liquid in the bottle to me, and let me suppress the soul trauma, then you can choose my wealth at will."
"If you can cure my soul completely, I will work for you."
With that, master Hong Shen pulled out his black beard and took off a black ring shaped diamond step box wrapped in his beard.
Solemnly took the black ring diamond step trapped soul box in his hand and handed it to Lin Yuan.
Lin Yuan looked at the expression on master Hongshen's face and thought of the pain he had just suffered after his soul trauma attack.
It seems that I can suddenly understand why a creator is willing to use freedom as a bargaining chip.
Lin Yuan shook the milk blue liquid in the bottle and said.
"This is the tree sap in the cold snow and Cangsong of the second world of the Lord level myth. What can you exchange with me in your wealth?"
When the mother of blood bath saw Lin Yuan talking, her eyes flashed bright.
I knew that Lin Yuan was already in front of his eyes. This old man with untidy clothes and a black beard was already there.
Hearing Lin Yuan's words, master Hong Shen's face sank. He took a look at his black ring and put it away.
Master Hong Shen, who stepped back a step back, looked at Lin Yuan solemnly and said.
"Although I am now the top creator of Samsung, I have been stuck in Samsung peak creator for 15 years."
"I believe that after my soul recovers, I can quickly master the method of mixing spiritual fluid with soul power, and I can be promoted to a four-star creator in less than half a month."
Speaking of this, master Hong Shen sorted out his scattered clothes.
"I am willing to give all my freedom to you and swear to be your follower with the will rune."
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When Lin Yuan heard the speech, he was surprised to see Master Hongshen, whose clothes were not neat and his beard was black.
As early as he came in, Lin Yuan found that master Hongshen was wearing a badge of a three-star creator.
Moreover, the fourth star pattern on the badge of the three-star creator rises, which shows that the ability of master Hongshen has reached the peak level of the three-star creator.
It can be said that master Hong Shen has reached the limit that the creator can reach when his soul is injured.
It was a long time before master Hong Shen recovered from the pain.
Master Hongshen, who had calmed down, picked up the water cup on the table and gulped down the water in the cup, then said to Zhang Xiaobai.
"White boy, I've healed the original damaged spirit objects you sent."
"But you can't owe me the money that should be given to me. As usual, if you don't have enough money, go and dig some bitter ferns for me when you go out on a mission."
Hearing the bitter fern root, three words, Lin Yuan knew what the bitter taste he had just smelled.
Master Hongshen has been relying on the bitterness of bitter fern root to suppress the pain of soul injury.
This is also a good way to share the pain of soul trauma with the taste of the five senses.
Ordinary people touch bitter fern root on the tip of their tongue, and they are chewing Coptis in the mouth for a day.
It can be called a kind of inhuman torture.
However, this kind of bitterness that ordinary people can't bear is actually a relief for the soul injured people.
Master Lin Yuanjian Hongshen is over there and Zhang Xiaobai are settling the cost of treatment.
Lu Pin, such as four Yingzhi silkworms, has been rescued and spits silk thread on the silkworm rack.
Lin Yuanzheng is going to see if he can rent a room from master Hongshen, so that he can use tiannv fire element pearl to bake the sap of cold snow pines into cold cedar incense, and heal Lu pinru's soul trauma.
At this time, Lin Yuan only heard master Hong Shen say to Zhang Xiaobai.
"Go away, boy. I'm tired. Don't forget to dig the bitter fern root and bring it to me next time."
"Or you don't have to come."
As he spoke, master Hong Shen's face turned ugly again.
Quickly took out the medicine bottle from the bosom, poured out two bitter fern root to make the pill to contain in the mouth.
To resist the pain of the soul.
Lin Yuan said to Zhang Xiaobai, who was walking towards him.
"Xiaobai, go and rent a place with master Hongshen, and I'll make it for Lu pinru's medicine for healing soul damage."
When Zhang Xiaobai heard the speech, he immediately showed a surprise look on his face.
Zhang Xiaobai can feel how difficult it is to treat a soul injury just by looking at master Hong Shen's efforts to suppress and cure the bitter fern root for so many years.
Originally, Zhang Xiaobai was ready to wait for Xin Ying and Tan ran to wake up and go to work together to raise money for Lu pinru.
If one year's money is not enough, we can always think of some ways to raise it for five or ten years.
But I didn't expect that Lin Yuan would go straight to solve this problem.
Suddenly, Zhang Xiaobai remembered that Lin Yuan was not only a healer, but also a creator.
Master Hong Shen was about to make a mockery, but he saw that Lin Yuan had just taken out the contents of the crystal bottle.
Master Hongshen's eyes were straight.
Master Hong Shen is not sure what the liquid in Lin Yuan's bottle is, but it is only the cold and moist feeling that the liquid in the bottle sends out.
The pain in the soul of master Hongshen has been suppressed.
After the pain disappeared, master Shen Hong quickly gave up the bitter fern root pill which had not yet melted completely in his mouth and cursed.
"What a hell of a pain."
Zhang Xiaobai just wanted to discuss renting a room in the treatment center with master Hong Shen. At this time, master Hong Shen had already walked to Lin Yuan's side.
"Handsome boy, can you sell me some liquid in the bottle?"
"You can do anything you want me to do!"
Lin Yuan looks at master Hong Shen strangely.
Lin Yuan seldom goes out to walk around. Even if Lin Yuan looks good, he has little chance to be called a handsome boy.
But now by an old man's eyes greedily called little handsome boy, Lin Yuan only felt his hair stand up.
Especially after that sentence you let me do anything, let Lin Yuan more confused.
Can you really do anything?
You are so old. What else can you do?
When master Hongshen saw that Lin Yuan's request had no fluctuation, he just looked at himself in dismay. Master Hongshen was anxious.
Eyes staring at the bottle in Lin Yuan's hand, stretched out his hand to grab.
At this time, master Hongshen felt the pressure of cold and pressed himself hard on the spot, making it difficult for him to breathe.Senhan's pressure just appeared for a moment and was taken back.
Master Hong Shen looked at his woman with a sneer on his face. He remembered that he was tortured by the sharp pain of his soul several times every day.
"If you are willing to sell the liquid in the bottle to me, and let me suppress the soul trauma, then you can choose my wealth at will."
"If you can cure my soul completely, I will work for you."
With that, master Hong Shen pulled out his black beard and took off a black ring shaped diamond step box wrapped in his beard.
Solemnly took the black ring diamond step trapped soul box in his hand and handed it to Lin Yuan.
Lin Yuan looked at the expression on master Hongshen's face and thought of the pain he had just suffered after his soul trauma attack.
It seems that I can suddenly understand why a creator is willing to use freedom as a bargaining chip.
Lin Yuan shook the milk blue liquid in the bottle and said.
"This is the tree sap in the cold snow and Cangsong of the second world of the Lord level myth. What can you exchange with me in your wealth?"
When the mother of blood bath saw Lin Yuan talking, her eyes flashed bright.
I knew that Lin Yuan was already in front of his eyes. This old man with untidy clothes and a black beard was already there.
Hearing Lin Yuan's words, master Hong Shen's face sank. He took a look at his black ring and put it away.
Master Hong Shen, who stepped back a step back, looked at Lin Yuan solemnly and said.
"Although I am now the top creator of Samsung, I have been stuck in Samsung peak creator for 15 years."
"I believe that after my soul recovers, I can quickly master the method of mixing spiritual fluid with soul power, and I can be promoted to a four-star creator in less than half a month."
Speaking of this, master Hong Shen sorted out his scattered clothes.
"I am willing to give all my freedom to you and swear to be your follower with the will rune."
When Lin Yuan heard the speech, he was surprised to see Master Hongshen, whose clothes were not neat and his beard was black. As early as he came in, Lin Yuan found that master Hongshen was wearing a badge of a three-star creator. Moreover, the fourth star pattern on the badge of the three-star creator rises, which shows that the ability of master Hongshen has reached the peak level of the three-star creator. It can be said that master Hong Shen has reached the limit that the creator can reach when his soul is injured. It was a long time before master Hong Shen recovered from the pain. Master Hongshen, who had calmed down, picked up the water cup on the table and gulped down the water in the cup, then said to Zhang Xiaobai. "White boy, I've healed the original damaged spirit objects you sent." "But you can't owe me the money that should be given to me. As usual, if you don't have enough money, go and dig some bitter ferns for me when you go out on a mission." Hearing the bitter fern root, three words, Lin Yuan knew what the bitter taste he had just smelled. Master Hongshen has been relying on the bitterness of bitter fern root to suppress the pain of soul injury. This is also a good way to share the pain of soul trauma with the taste of the five senses. Ordinary people touch bitter fern root on the tip of their tongue, and they are chewing Coptis in the mouth for a day. It can be called a kind of inhuman torture. However, this kind of bitterness that ordinary people can't bear is actually a relief for the soul injured people. Master Lin Yuanjian Hongshen is over there and Zhang Xiaobai are settling the cost of treatment. Lu Pin, such as four Yingzhi silkworms, has been rescued and spits silk thread on the silkworm rack. Lin Yuanzheng is going to see if he can rent a room from master Hongshen, so that he can use tiannv fire element pearl to bake the sap of cold snow pines into cold cedar incense, and heal Lu pinru's soul trauma. At this time, Lin Yuan only heard master Hong Shen say to Zhang Xiaobai. "Go away, boy. I'm tired. Don't forget to dig the bitter fern root and bring it to me next time." "Or you don't have to come." As he spoke, master Hong Shen's face turned ugly again. Quickly took out the medicine bottle from the bosom, poured out two bitter fern root to make the pill to contain in the mouth. To resist the pain of the soul. Lin Yuan said to Zhang Xiaobai, who was walking towards him. "Xiaobai, go and rent a place with master Hongshen, and I'll make it for Lu pinru's medicine for healing soul damage." When Zhang Xiaobai heard the speech, he immediately showed a surprise look on his face. Zhang Xiaobai can feel how difficult it is to treat a soul injury just by looking at master Hong Shen's efforts to suppress and cure the bitter fern root for so many years. Originally, Zhang Xiaobai was ready to wait for Xin Ying and Tan ran to wake up and go to work together to raise money for Lu pinru. If one year's money is not enough, we can always think of some ways to raise it for five or ten years. But I didn't expect that Lin Yuan would go straight to solve this problem. Suddenly, Zhang Xiaobai remembered that Lin Yuan was not only a healer, but also a creator. Master Hong Shen was about to make a mockery, but he saw that Lin Yuan had just taken out the contents of the crystal bottle. Master Hongshen's eyes were straight. Master Hong Shen is not sure what the liquid in Lin Yuan's bottle is, but it is only the cold and moist feeling that the liquid in the bottle sends out. The pain in the soul of master Hongshen has been suppressed. After the pain disappeared, master Shen Hong quickly gave up the bitter fern root pill which had not yet melted completely in his mouth and cursed. "What a hell of a pain." Zhang Xiaobai just wanted to discuss renting a room in the treatment center with master Hong Shen. At this time, master Hong Shen had already walked to Lin Yuan's side. "Handsome boy, can you sell me some liquid in the bottle?" "You can do anything you want me to do!" Lin Yuan looks at master Hong Shen strangely. Lin Yuan seldom goes out to walk around. Even if Lin Yuan looks good, he has little chance to be called a handsome boy. But now by an old man's eyes greedily called little handsome boy, Lin Yuan only felt his hair stand up. Especially after that sentence you let me do anything, let Lin Yuan more confused. Can you really do anything? You are so old. What else can you do? When master Hongshen saw that Lin Yuan's request had no fluctuation, he just looked at himself in dismay. Master Hongshen was anxious. Eyes staring at the bottle in Lin Yuan's hand, stretched out his hand to grab. At this time, master Hongshen felt the pressure of cold and pressed himself hard on the spot, making it difficult for him to breathe.Senhan's pressure just appeared for a moment and was taken back. Master Hong Shen looked at his woman with a sneer on his face. He remembered that he was tortured by the sharp pain of his soul several times every day. "If you are willing to sell the liquid in the bottle to me, and let me suppress the soul trauma, then you can choose my wealth at will." "If you can cure my soul completely, I will work for you." With that, master Hong Shen pulled out his black beard and took off a black ring shaped diamond step box wrapped in his beard. Solemnly took the black ring diamond step trapped soul box in his hand and handed it to Lin Yuan. Lin Yuan looked at the expression on master Hongshen's face and thought of the pain he had just suffered after his soul trauma attack. It seems that I can suddenly understand why a creator is willing to use freedom as a bargaining chip. Lin Yuan shook the milk blue liquid in the bottle and said. "This is the tree sap in the cold snow and Cangsong of the second world of the Lord level myth. What can you exchange with me in your wealth?" When the mother of blood bath saw Lin Yuan talking, her eyes flashed bright. I knew that Lin Yuan was already in front of his eyes. This old man with untidy clothes and a black beard was already there. Hearing Lin Yuan's words, master Hong Shen's face sank. He took a look at his black ring and put it away. Master Hong Shen, who stepped back a step back, looked at Lin Yuan solemnly and said. "Although I am now the top creator of Samsung, I have been stuck in Samsung peak creator for 15 years." "I believe that after my soul recovers, I can quickly master the method of mixing spiritual fluid with soul power, and I can be promoted to a four-star creator in less than half a month." Speaking of this, master Hong Shen sorted out his scattered clothes. "I am willing to give all my freedom to you and swear to be your follower with the will rune."
