After listening to Yu Yue's "water breathing", Lin Ruoying seemed to realize something. She immediately meditated and adjusted her breath, imagining that her breath was a gentle water flow. Between exhaling and inhaling, the water washed her whole body, covering every inch of skin, every part, muscles, bones, viscera and blood vessels. She used her breath to adjust her body state, feeling as if she were immersed in a hot spring in an empty mountain and valley, The spring water is clear, the temperature is pleasant, and it is living water. It flows slowly and gently caresses the whole body, so that the body can obtain unprecedented comfort. The fatigue and weakness caused by fierce fighting and consumption are rapidly disappearing, as if taken away by the water.

Although Lu Ping'er is not a swordsman and listens to the lecture on the way, she is intoxicated. It turns out that martial arts (Kendo) can still be like this. It seems that a door has been pushed open to see a broader world. She has a sudden sense of openness and benefits greatly.

Su Murong was listening to the lecture while applying medicine behind the tree. He also felt that he had benefited a lot.

When all the scars on the whole body are coated once, the liquid medicine is dried, and the wound closes and heals without scarring or leaving any trace.

So far, Su Murong's whole body skin has recovered as before, and seems to be better than before. It is white and flawless, soft and greasy, and can be broken by blowing.

Even Jiang Rou envied it. Of course, what she envied more was a pair of plump fruits in front of her chest, like ripe melons and fruits, which were more and more amazing by shoulder cutting and Manyao, but they were round and straight without the feeling of heavy sagging.

Seeing Jiang Rou staring at him, Su Murong asked shyly, "what are you... What are you looking at..."

Jiang Rou returned to her senses and was too ashamed: "Miss Su has a good figure. I... I couldn't help looking more. I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Su Murong put on his clothes and said with a smile, "what's wrong with this? You're not a boy. You don't take advantage of me, and I'm happy when you praise me. But Mr. Jiang, you have a good figure. Your legs are very good and symmetrical, which makes me envy..."

The second daughter turned out from behind the tree with a smile.

Yu Yue asked, "Murong, are you ready?"

Su Murong came up to him and said, "it's done. The wound has been completely healed. There are no scars. Thank you, master!"

As she spoke, she lifted up her clothes and showed her waist for Yu Yue to see.

There were several cracks in her waist and abdomen, but now she has become white and delicate, as flawless as lanolin jade.

Lu Ping'er was originally standing aside to savor Yu Yue's martial arts. Suddenly, she brightened her eyes, took two steps forward, and stretched out her hand to touch Su Murong's waist and abdomen.

Su Murong immediately jumped away, put on a Hongquan posture and asked, "what are you doing?!"

Lu Ping'er smiled and said, "don't get me wrong, don't get me wrong. I just wonder how you can recover so quickly. Did you use any medicine? Is the effect of removing scars too good?"

Su Murong didn't answer her, but just looked at Yu Yue.

Lu Ping'er asked, "where did you buy the medicine?"

Su Murong couldn't help but say, "it wasn't bought from anywhere. It was made by master."

Lu Ping'er looked at Yu Yue and exclaimed, "I didn't expect you to make medicine, brother. It's so powerful!"

Then he pointed to his face with a line cut from the middle and asked, "can I cure this injury? This is my face. If I leave a scar, I will become a shrimp..."

"Giggle..." the little guy laughed, his small eyes bent into two small crescent moons.

Of course, she didn't understand the stem of "open edge shrimp". She just thought it was funny that the little aunt's face was divided into two by a red line.

Lu Ping'er pouted.

Yu Yue said, "it's a little fun to be able to cure."

Lu Ping'er glanced back at the yellow face of her own camp. The guy was hurt worse than Su Murong. Tiangong also has its own magic medicine to alleviate internal injury, but it can't completely remove the scar.

The girl was born to love beauty. Naturally, she didn't want to leave scars on her face, so she begged Yu Yue and said, "brother, can you give me two bottles of your magic medicine?"

Yu Yue said, "I can't give it to you, but I can sell it. Sixty thousand bottles, or?"

Lu Ping'er was surprised: "six... Six hundred thousand?"

Such a small bottle of medicine sells for 600000?

Yu Yue said "well" and took out the materials to continue refining the treasure.

Lu Ping'er was helpless and said, "well... I'll buy three bottles."

Yu Yue said, "cash or transfer is OK, no credit."

Lu pinger asked blue face "Lv Meng" to transfer money.

After receiving 1.8 million yuan, Yu Yue took three small blue bottles and handed them to her: "take it orally for internal injury and apply it externally for external injury."

Lin Ruoying feels balanced. Although Yu Yue's medicine doesn't charge his apprentice's money, he sells himself at a 20% discount of 400000 per bottle and 600000 per bottle to Tiangong, which is equivalent to a 12% discount. It's really dark.

Lu Ping'er didn't know this. She handed blue face "Lv Meng" a small blue bottle and asked him to give it to yellow face. She didn't drink it until yellow face was all right. She soon felt that her physical strength and energy were recovering bit by bit. It was very magical.

She spoiled Yu Yue and said, "brother, can you help me wipe the medicine? I can't see my face, so it's inconvenient to wipe..."

Seeing that Yu Yue was concentrating on refining treasure, Jiang Rou came forward and said softly, "let me help you."

Lu Ping'er glanced at her mouth secretly.

Jiang Rou moves gently and carefully smears the liquid medicine for Lu Ping'er.

Lu Ping'er asked, "sister, are you your sister-in-law?"

Jiang Rou was slightly stunned, then understood what she was asking, and quickly said, "no, I'm their nanny."

Lu Ping'er muttered in her heart, nanny? Does the nanny need to find such a good-looking one?

Lu pinger's wound is shallow, and the "restorative agent" has been perfectly healed after using a small half bottle. A beautiful face is flawless, white, tender and lovely.

Lu Ping'er took out her mobile phone and took several self photos. She became more and more impressed with Yu Yue, and ran to take some photos with the little guy.

Yu Yue ignored others and concentrated on making the treasure. He drew the Dharma array group, woven the bark into a pocket with branches, and finally added a few Dharma spells.

Everyone looked at Yu Yue's palm curiously. At the moment, he had a pocket the size of a palm.

The pocket is log color, plain and ordinary, but the occasional light golden luster gives people a mysterious feeling.

The demon tree couldn't help asking, "Sir, you... You took a piece of my skin, eight branches, two golden vein leaves and seven green leaves and tossed for a long time to make such a broken pocket?"

Yu Yue said, "this is not a broken pocket."

Lu Ping'er blinked round eyes and asked, "brother, what's this baby for?"

Yu Yue smiled faintly and said, "do you dare to try?"

Lu Ping'er's eyes turned: "then try. I believe my brother won't hurt me."

Yu Yue took the wooden bag and shook it in the air. The pocket immediately became larger. The mouth of the bag was like a black hole. Lu pinger disappeared from his place in an instant. The pocket waved and became bulging. The surface was still bulging and beating, as if something was struggling in it.

As soon as Yu Yue took his hand back, his originally one person high pocket shrank back to the size of his palm. It was easy to carry it on his body. It seemed that he didn't have much weight.

Blue faced "Lv Meng" immediately shouted, "Hey, what are you doing? Where did you get the little palace master?"

Purple face "Zhang Liao" also shouted: "hand over the people quickly!"

Together with their yellow faces, they rushed to Yu Yue and looked vicious.

Lin Ruoying pulls his sword out of its sheath, and Su Murong puts on a Hongquan posture.

The two sides were at loggerheads.