Dressed as a sweet bag in the heart of a tyrant

Chapter 239 Where are you, baby boy?
Wuyou smiled without saying a word, raised his head and drank the potion in the bottle in one gulp.

He blinked his mouth twice, nodded in praise and said, "Well, the taste is not bad, sweet."

"..." Mino's hair was black.

Silently rolled his eyes, too lazy to talk to the convulsed master.

After she fixed the vines, she continued to drag the vines down.

While walking, he said: "Okay, master, your physical strength should have recovered almost, right? We should continue on our way."

"!!!" Wuyou was startled.

It was only then that I suddenly realized that my physical strength had miraculously recovered.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the shock in his heart, and asked impatiently: "Little baby, how did you prepare this potion? Tell me, master?"

"Hmph." Mino snorted coldly, raised his chin proudly and said, "It's nothing..."

"It's just that Bailiang Kai has mixed some sugar, it's not a great thing, and it's only suitable for the master to quench his thirst."

Produced by the system, it must be a masterpiece.

Not to mention that she doesn't know the ingredients, even if she knew, she wouldn't tell this stinky master who beat her repeatedly so easily.

snort!
Do you really think she is young and has no temper?
No, no, as an advanced robot, she has a big temper!
Even when she didn't have any human emotions at the beginning, she would always protest with a crash, okay?
"..." Wuyou choked.

Knowing that the little apprentice was making trouble with him, he stopped talking.

He thought that after this incident passed, he would go to the little apprentice to coax him, and try to get the formula.

To be honest, if this kind of potion is mass-produced, then the master and apprentice will make a lot of money.

There is a bloody storm in the rivers and lakes, and knights lick blood on the tip of their knives every day.

If there is such a potion for restoring physical strength at the critical moment of life and death, it will undoubtedly give the knights an extra life at the critical moment of life and death.

Such things as physical strength are really enough to save lives at critical moments.

Taking advantage of the potion, the master and apprentice continued on their way without saying a word, and their pace was much faster than before.

Along the way, they cleaned up the moss on the ladder as much as possible.

In this way, when the old monks come down, they will be much safer.

But also because of this, the master and apprentice's hands were already bloody.

Both of them seemed to feel no pain, even though they were dripping with blood, they did not give up.

This is the loyalty in the bones of their master and apprentice.

For them, since they promised to explore the road first, they must make this road as easy as possible.

After all, the old monks are not young anymore.

In addition, there will be a black crow afraid of heights in a while.

Mino was [-]% sure that the black crow would try his best to follow it down.

For the middle-aged people waiting in the stone room, time flies like a blink of an eye.

They didn't know the situation below, and they didn't dare to act rashly.

All of them could only wait anxiously, desperately waiting for the abyss.

But for Mino and Wuyou, who are struggling with the ladder, it seems like years.

Time is passing by bit by bit, but the bottom is still dark, without any light.

The physical strength of the two of them was exhausted again...

Mino held the vine tightly, raised his head and asked, "Master, how are you doing? Can you continue?"

"No, it can't be done!" Wuyou shook his head and asked, "My dear student, do you still have any magic potion here? Give me some more, master?"

"..." Mino frowned.

Of course, she can still exchange the potion, but the medicine is not without side effects.

Any potion that stimulates the potential in a short period of time will overdraw the body's functions.

Therefore, she couldn't let the master continue to take it.

Seeing that his apprentice didn't answer, how could Wuyou not know the meaning?

As a doctor, but also a generation of miracle doctors.

Mino can understand the truth, how could he not understand?
Wuyou looked down, and a light came through from nowhere, allowing him to see the situation in front of him clearly.

The deep cave was emitting white mist, and the cold wind was blowing coldly, bitingly cold.

I don't know when will this bottomless pit end?

He withdrew his gaze, looked at his blood-drenched hands, and frowned.

It is impossible to return the same way, after all, they have traveled for so long.

But if he continued to go down, it would be difficult for him to support it with his current physical strength.

Wuyou fell silent for a moment...

This kind of dilemma stumped him for the first time.

Obviously...

Obviously, it only took him one day to climb up the Tiankeng, and he didn't feel much effort.

But this time, why has it become so difficult?

Is it just for moss removal?
Wuyou fell into self-doubt and couldn't calm down for a long time.

Suddenly, another ray of light flashed before his eyes, and he quickly raised his eyes to look...

Wuyou twitched the corner of his mouth: "Little apprentice, where did you get such a big night pearl?"

Yes, it turned out that the light just now came from this luminous pearl.

He has grown so big, and he has never seen such a big night pearl...

Mino tilted his head and thought for a while, blinking his watery peach eyes, and innocently said: "Well, the woman in the tomb gave it to me."

"..." Wuyou.

"Okay! You say yes." Wuyou sighed, and continued: "As a teacher, I must take a rest. If I continue to go down, I will fall to my death."

Saying so, he took out the vine from the space with his mind, and stretched it into two sections with his internal force.

He handed one of the pieces to Mino and said, "Tie it around your waist with a rope, and then fix it on the vine, so that we can rest for a while before setting off."

Mino looked down at the vines in front of him, then looked at the master whose face was as pale as paper under the illumination of the night pearl, but did not take the vines over.

After a long time, with a wave of her jade hand, Wuyou and Ye Mingzhu disappeared in place at the same time.

"!!!" Wuyou was shocked.

He stared dumbfounded at the place in front of him where the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

This must be a dream, right?

Wasn't he still on the ladder just now, unable to advance or retreat?
Lowering his head, he hurriedly checked his hands.

The bloody hands seemed to have been hit by stones.

Moss, gravel, mixed with blood, have solidified on the hand, shocking.

This is not a dream, so what is going on with him now?

Is it possible that it has arrived?

But he's been here before, isn't it like the singing of birds and flowers?
Thinking of this, he hurriedly looked around: "Little Milkman? Where are you, Little Milkman?"

Hearing the master's voice, Mino hurriedly said to him with his thoughts: "Master, you should take a good rest in the space first. The rest of the journey is left to the apprentice!"

"!!!" Wuyou's pupils shrank suddenly: "This...is this your space?"

(End of this chapter)