SWDnovel Chapter 282 Yu Hachiro
Chapter 282 Yu Hachiro
Back in time, daytime.
Satisfied, Yu Balang got out of Li Yao's tent.
His arms were bulging, and they were two 300-year-old snow-capped ginseng that Li Yao stuffed into him.
Last night, Li Yao took the position because he was promoting him, otherwise Li Yao would not be able to get the position at all, and he would not be able to convince the crowd.
A mere 30 years of Taoism occupying the position of warlord?
Think beautifully.
Regardless of whether Li Yao reciprocated, or in order to continue to gain his own support, in short, he gave these two 300-year-old snow-mountain ginseng, which basically took half of the army's arsenal.
Snow mountain ginseng is a great tonic that enhances blood energy and refines inner strength. One hundred years old is something that can be met but not sought after. If there is no special channel and background for three hundred years old, don't even think about it.
Since the three prefectures of Liaodong were occupied by the Di people, the snow mountain ginseng of the previous year has become more and more rare to see.
It is said that the leader of the Lotus Sect had contact with Dilu before he raised his troops, and then the Lotus Sect had a large number of snow mountain ginseng from the previous year. I don't know what the conspiracy was. Before the war, some were rewarded one after another.
After mixing it for more than a month, I can get a hundred-year-old plant.
As a result, I said a few words last night to top Li Yao's position, and I got two 300-year-old plants; if I'm lucky, I can directly raise my inner strength to fifty years, which is close to the peak of inner strength up.
Wealth and wealth are sought in insurance.
The decision to stay last night was undoubtedly the right one.
With Li Yao at the front, it should be safe to keep a low profile and cover up the fluctuating breath.
Unless there is a ghost inside.
If Li Yao died, he would not be too late to run away. If he didn't die, he would continue to ask him for things, and if he refused to give them, he would turn against him.
Yu Balang was immediately overwhelmed by his "perfect strategy".
I feel that apart from stuttering, I am simply the embodiment of wisdom and martial arts, and I can compare Zhuge's divine ability with myself.
wrong.
There is nothing wrong with stuttering, it can save your life.
Beggar Qi, Gui Jiao San, and Yang Kai's gang of unlucky things are scrambling to grab it.
what's the result?
Are they all dead?
No matter how hard you work, you will at most get two hundred years of snow mountain ginseng, right?
I didn't do anything, and got two 300-year-old snow mountain ginseng.
This is still the bottom line, and I can ask for more later.
That's awesome!
At this moment, Yu Balang felt that he had suddenly realized the ultimate meaning of "gou".
Gou, only the victor is king.
Gou is king.
At the same time, I also feel very lonely, and I really want to find someone to share with.
Gou Dao is extremely cold.
Thinking so flatteringly, Yu Balang returned to his tent before he knew it.
A group of people were busy cleaning their tents and clearing the snow from the top.
The leader, Yu Balang, knew Mr. Ding, who was guarding the gate of the camp of the Chinese Army, called Sun Bing. His strength was average, but he was quite capable.
"Master Yu is back."
At this time, Sun Bing saw Yu Balang, and hurriedly walked over with a smile on his face, bowed his waist and said: "My little one sees that there is a lot of snow around Mr. Yu's tent, so I come here to clean it."
"Hmm... no, no... not bad... you little... little boy... quite good at... doing things." Yu Balang was in a good mood at first, and he was pleasing to the eye depending on how Sun Bing saw it.
"Master Yu was selfless last night. He turned the tide and supported the crisis with his support. The young ones have heard about it. This is what the young ones should do. In the future, if there is anything that needs to be small, Master Yu, just ask , The small swords and seas of fire will not hesitate." Sun Bing said flatteringly.
"Okay...well, there is...you have a future, you have...a chance, I will promote you."
Yu Balang was immediately distracted by the flattery, and his words were a little bit sharp, and he didn't notice the scrutiny and snicker in Sun Bing's eyes at all.
Back in the tent, Yu Balang took out two 300-year-old snow-mountain ginseng, watched them carefully for a while, and then started chewing.
Unless this thing is alchemy, there is no way to swallow it better than raw chewing.
Don't think about alchemy, alchemists are awesome existences, and I can't get in touch with that level.
With three strokes and two strokes, Yu Balang swallowed two snow-capped ginseng into his stomach.
Immediately, the blood in the body surged, the energy rumbled, and the inner energy became stronger little by little.
It wasn't until after dark that the feeling slowly subsided.
The fifty-year mark has been successfully broken through.
But at the same time, it also had a little side effect, the stomach rebelled.
Dirty!
Chewing snow-capped ginseng raw is just such a problem, it can be slightly sour when it oozes, and some people can't stand it and bleed from the seven orifices.
So Yu Balang grabbed a handful of yellow paper and hurried out of the camp, and went to the toilet.
It is said to be a latrine, but it is actually a hidden space with a shovel next to it. I dig a hole and pull it by myself, and then bury it by myself after pulling it.
Yu Balang made three moves, five cuts and two cuts, digging holes, taking off his pants, and squatting down, all in one go.
There's no way, such a thing as sweating, I'll have to wash my pants soon.
Just when Yu Balang was about to open the gate.
suddenly…
"Boom!"
There was a muffled sound, and the ground suddenly trembled, as if a heavy stone rolled down.
Yu Balang was taken aback and hurriedly closed the gate.
This muffled tremor was all too familiar, it was the same sound when Hufa Yan disappeared last night.
Not good!
Very bad!
Maybe something happened to Li Yao's "dead ghost".
"Boom!"
Immediately afterwards, there was another flash of white light.
A thunderbolt fell from the pitch-black sky without warning.
The sky suddenly brightened in Setsuna, and Yu Balang vaguely saw a winged birdman who was pierced by the lightning, and then fell with sparks all over his body and smashed into the camp.
Looking at the direction and distance, it was exactly where Li Yao's camp was, and soon there were shouts from there.
not good!
Something must have happened!
Yu Hachiro confirmed and affirmed.
Hurry up! Let go! Can't wait for this place anymore!
Having made up his mind, Yu Balang hastily let go of the brake, and immediately vented his breath.
However, at this time, the mutation regenerated, and he only felt the water ripples in front of his eyes, and then the surrounding scenery changed.
The empty lot is gone.
He actually squatted in a tent with a big hole in it.
Behind him was a large pit that sank suddenly and a mess of sundries.
There was a large pool of blood not far away, very fresh and steaming.
At the same time, the curtain was lifted, and a large group of people rushed in, and then stared at him in a daze, their eyes wishing to fall off.
Zhao Dahai, who entered first, pointed at himself and said in shock, "Yu...Yu Balang, why are you... shitting in the warlord's tent?"
Yu Balang looked at the crowd, then looked at the familiar tent, then looked down at the yellow soup that was gushing out from behind his buttocks, swallowed, and said, "Well, I said I don't know anything, Do you believe it?"
The words came out smoothly like never before.