Fights Break Sphere: I am not Xiao Yan

Chapter 50 Brainless Villain +2
"Thank you, Master, for healing me."

Jialebi's face was so pale that it was almost blue. The two blows from the Great Elder were really fierce, smashing his legs into pieces. The messy bones were stuck in the flesh and rubbed back and forth...

Of course, the main source of pain was the random kneading by the burly man in front of him.

These bastards!
A flash of anger flashed through Jialebi's heart. It was obvious that the two alchemists in front of him did not treat him as a human being. Not only did they order him around, but they also treated him with a condescending attitude while refining medicine and healing him.

'well……'

But even so, there was nothing he could do.

The Jia Ma Empire is a remote and poor place, and alchemists are rarer than protected animals. I heard that many high-level figures have gone to Zhongzhou to live a miserable life.

If Wutan City wasn't one of the larger markets in this area, that adult wouldn't even look at him.

The differences between people are so helpless.

"Forget it. It's our job to help."

The sturdy man sat in the main seat, pinching the beads that Galbi had raised for many years and waving his hands casually, with a sense of imperial grace.

"But Master Jialie, the medicinal pills we released should have some profit by now, right? Why don't we see any... huh?"

As he spoke, the sturdy man rubbed his fingers.

"This……"

Galebi's expression became even uglier, but it seemed more like he was holding it back, not daring to say it out loud.

"My Lords... To be honest, no one buys our goods in the shop... They say, they say the quality is not as good as the Xiao family's."

"what?!"

Liu Xi slammed the table in shock and anger and said, "What are you talking about, old man? Are you doubting our ability?"

if not?
Galeb forced a smile and praised him by saying things like "Your Excellency's skills are unparalleled" and "It's those lowly mercenaries who don't know what's good" and so on, only then did he calm him down.

Money is hard to earn, stones are hard to eat, and being a slave is even harder.

"Alright! I told you not to act out your temper here!"

The strong man's face was not looking good either. As a second-grade alchemist, when has anyone dared to doubt the quality of his pills?
There really is a way to die.

"Let's go to the market first to see what's going on. Don't tell me the Xiao family is using some shady tactics to steal some of the business."

Although the teacher said that guy is not simple and there is a high probability that he cannot be compared with a first-grade elixir, it cannot be that the high-end second-grade elixir he refines cannot be better than the first-grade one, right?

It’s been such a long time, and not even a single piece of the first or second grade can be sold. Is it possible?

The Xiao family must have done something in secret.

"What a hopeless pile of mud!"

The sturdy man glanced at Galbi, snorted coldly, and walked out of the hall with his hands behind his back.

He thought he could make some extra money, but who knew things would become so complicated that he had to personally investigate the situation.

This family of great fighters living in a small town is indeed unreliable.

"Tsk, there are so many things to do!"

Galbi smiled flatteringly and bowed to see him off.

……

"Miss."

The captain of the guard nodded slightly in greeting, and after the people entered the market, he called someone to take over the shift and jumped onto the roof and followed from a distance.

You come here so early every morning, are you working?

Or was he sent by the Xiao family for a routine inspection?

Tsk…luckily he arrives on time every day. If he were caught by his boss, he would probably be fired on the spot as a warning to others.

"brush--"

There was a flash of gold in Xun'er's eyes, and she could not hide the movement behind her at all.

"Ling Ying, do you usually do this?"

"That's not to say..."

Ling Ying broke out in a sweat. Even if he had no strength, he would never do something like climbing onto the roof.

After all, as a Douhuang warrior, he still has to have some dignity.

While answering, Ling Ying glanced down at the rooftop where he was staying: "In this situation, I usually fly up directly."

Ok.

Lying on the roof ≠ climbing on the roof. 'That's just the same as him...' Xun'er was speechless.

We are all in the same industry, so why is there such serious internal discrimination?
But considering Ling Ying's self-esteem, she still chose to compliment him against her will. After all, it's not easy for an old man to be up and down all day.

"Xun'er?"

A call came from a few meters away, causing Xun'er to slow down. It hadn't been long since she ran into someone she didn't want to see.

With a helpless look on her face, she looked in the direction of the voice. Xiao Mei tiptoed and waved to attract her attention. There were several members of the Xiao family following behind her.

A group of people were carrying large and small bags, mostly snacks and sundries.

"Xiao Mei...sister?"

The word "sister" Xun'er finally came out.

But Xiao Mei, who was running a few steps forward, stopped halfway when she heard the sound. She pointed at her with the skewers in her hand and stumbled for a long time before she spoke in surprise.

"Wow! Xun'er called me! She called me sister!"

The scream was heard clearly by everyone on the street.

I knew it.

Xun'er's face instantly turned as dark as the bottom of a pot. She regretted acknowledging this fool: "Keep your voice down!"

"Hey, so excited~ It's the first time I've heard you say that in all these years."

Xiao Mei leaned forward carelessly and waved the skewers in front of Xun'er a few times: "Try a bite? I think it's pretty good."

"No."

Xun'er struggled uncomfortably, with a look of disgust on her face: "You've already eaten half of it... now give it to me?"

"Okay, okay..."

Xiao Mei nodded repeatedly, ate the bamboo stick in one gulp and then pulled out a new one for her: "You are the same as cousin Xiao Yan. You both don't like to eat food that has been nibbled by others. But he seems to be even worse, almost to the point of refusing to eat it no matter what."

Don’t want to eat other people’s food?

Xun'er was twiddling the stick with her thoughts flying.

"Okay! We still need to go to the east for a while. See you later~ Let's have a meal together if we have the chance."

"it is good…"

Xun'er nodded randomly while deep in thought.

Brother Xiao Yan~ He has been gone for a whole day. Where is he now? Has he eaten? Has he slept?

Is there any danger...

I should have sent Ling Ying there earlier. If anything went wrong, he would have just tied her up and brought her back to me!

Hey~
"Who are you? Hey, what do you want to do?" Xiao Mei's voice came from behind again, but this time...

The matter has come to light.

Xun'er turned around instantly, and golden color filled her entire pupils.

Liu Xi, with a weak look on his face, grabbed Xiao Mei's wrist, his eyes almost glaring at her face: "Girl, don't be anxious. I am a famous alchemist. I will never treat you unfairly if you follow me!"

When he heard the voice from afar just now, his eyes lit up as he had seen countless women, and now he saw that she was indeed a top-notch girl.

"What do you want to do to her, you lecher?"

The tribesman who was traveling with him threw away the things in his hands, waved his hand and punched Liu Xi in the face.

"Unbelievable!"

Liu Xi is more or less a fighter, so it is not easy for him to deal with these fighting spirits.

He just raised his hand and used 70% of his strength to block the attack, then kicked him hard, trying to use the force to kick another person.

"Hmm?" Liu Xi stretched his legs.

The tribesman had his hands around his calves, and the three attacks from both sides had locked up all his space to dodge.

"You! You guys!"

Liu Xi was furious.

How could he be held back by a group of brats full of fighting spirit?

　To be honest, since many alchemists produce something like that in their first batch...

　　Will there be someone who devotes his whole life to research and come up with a powerful product of the seventh or eighth grade...

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