Yuan Huang turned around and looked at the person who was already standing in front of him. With a brutal face, his hand has been stretched out, and with a look of anger, a scar on his face has been cut across the entire face.

At this time, the little scar has completely lost the wagging tail and begging appearance when the half-blind child was there, and he is completely high. Looking at the back, the half-white-haired young man also stared at Yuan Huang with a sneer.

Yuan Huang's heart tightened, he knew his situation. I also remembered why the half-blind man had to keep reminding himself to exchange the Returning Liquid with him to infuse the Spirit Devouring Ring when he left. Although Yuan Huang was vigilant at that time, he didn't think much about it.

"What do you mean by that?" Yuanhuang's little sallow face frowned.

The white-haired young man sneered: "What do you mean, boy, don't you understand? Obediently hand over the Guiyuan liquid, I won't let you suffer some flesh and skin." ”

"Boy, I'm really afraid that you just gave that Guiyuan liquid to that half-blind child, and now it seems that you are really stupid!" Little Scar clenched his fist and punched Yuan Huang's head.

"Weng ......" Yuan Huang didn't expect this scarred face to move in an instant, and a punch hit directly on the temple, feeling that the sky was dark. Half-collapsed to the ground at once.

Yuan Huang's eyes widened: "How can you be like this, this Guiyuan liquid was sent to me, you snatched it like this, you are not afraid of being punished by the people above!"

"Punishment?" The white-haired young man suddenly laughed, then rushed forward, grabbed Yuan Huang's chest clothes, lifted Yuan Huang directly, and glared at Yuan Huang, "My life is gone!

"Life?" Yuan Huang was stunned.

"Although the Guiyuan Liquid is an ordinary medicinal material, it can fill our bodies with spiritual power, so that the unformed spiritual roots can be mixed with spiritual power and slowly absorbed. The farthest voice of the big-mouthed boy rang out.

Yuan Huang's heart moved, and he instantly understood the importance of this Guiyuan liquid. If there is no Returning Essence Liquid, then the spiritual power in the body is empty, and what is consumed is your own Origin Spiritual Root Qi.

"Hand it over!" Seeing Yuan Huang in a daze, Little Scar was furious in his heart, and slapped Yuan Huang again.

Yuan Huang was already about to be beaten, he felt uncomfortable, he knew that he couldn't hide. He nodded and said, "Okay, I can give you these two bottles of Returning Liquid, don't beat me." ”

Yuan Huang really didn't want to be beaten again, and he was willing to hand it over.

"Hehe, count you as acquaintances. Scar grinned.

Yuan Huang took out three bottles from his arms, two bottles were the Guiyuan liquid, and the remaining bottle was naturally the healing medicine given to him by Yuan's mother. Yuan Huang handed over the two bottles of Guiyuan liquid.

Little Scar grabbed the two bottles of Returning Liquid, and then threw one of them to the white-haired boy, and the two of them nodded. The big mouth in the cell didn't say anything, obviously surprised by the behavior of these two people.

Suddenly, Little Scar's gaze stared at the small bottle that was tightly clutched in Yuan Huang's hand: "What is this!"

Yuan Huang's face changed, and he hurriedly took the medicine bottle into his arms.

"Take it out, hide something!" the white-haired boy stepped forward and kicked him. This kick was kicked in Yuan Huang's face impartially.

"Nope. ”

Yuan Huang shouted, this medicine was given to him by Yuan's mother. Although Mother Yuan doesn't necessarily care so wholeheartedly. But for Yuan Huang, the grace of dripping water is already the most precious gift of Yuan Huang's dry heart, it's as simple as that.

But this simplicity is now difficult to protect.

"Hehe, boy, what are you talking about?" the white-haired boy suddenly felt that he had heard a big joke. Yuan Huang obediently handed over the two bottles of Guiyuan liquid. But he was stubbornly guarding the little white jade bottle. This is bound to be a baby!

"Bring it!"

"Nope. Yuan Huang's eyes were staring at the ground, his eyes empty.

"Don't look for death!"

When the little scarface saw this, he suddenly became angry, and the white light on his body flashed, and a gray-white aura slowly wrapped around the little scar's fist.

"Bang!"

This punch hit Yuan Huang's chest firmly. Yuan Huang was in pain, and in an instant, the wound on his back burst open again. Suddenly, Yuan Huang only felt a pain in his arm holding the medicine bottle. The white-haired young man stepped on Yuan Huang's arm, and with this step, Yuan Huang's hand was released. The young man in white grabbed it.

"Hmph, I want to see what kind of treasure this is!" the white-haired boy opened the little white medicine bottle and got some liquid medicine from it.

The white-haired boy saw the liquid medicine in his hand and raised his hand to smell it.

"Golden sore medicine?"

"I'll take a look. The little scar knot snatched the gold sore medicine from the white-haired boy's hand. When he smelled it, his face changed, "What kind of treasure should I be, a bottle of gold sore medicine without aura, in vain!"

After the little scar finished speaking, he directly smashed the golden sore medicine to the ground.

Yuan Huang's dull gaze stared at the bottle of gold sore medicine that was shattered on the ground. Slowly clenched his fists. Yuan Huang slowly stood up from the ground and patted the dust on his body. turned to look at the two people who were walking back: "Stop!"

Yuan Huang's voice was not loud, and he happened to hear it clearly in this cell. The white-haired boy and Little Scar turned around and looked at Yuan Huang, who had already gotten up from the ground. Little Scar looked disdainful: "Dog, what other good treasure do you have to pay tribute to grandpa?"

"Give it back to me. Yuan Huang's voice was indifferent and low, and he didn't mean to beg for mercy at all.

"What?" the white-haired boy felt as if he had hallucinated as the man who had been begging for mercy on the ground just now said such a hard thing.

"Go back, spare you from dying!" The white-haired boy thought that this kid must have been beaten stupid.

"I'm going to die!" Yuan Huang's voice suddenly increased, and in an instant, his left hand became a fist, and an earthy yellow light burst out on it, striking at the white hair!

"Earth spirits?"

The big mouth, who was sitting cross-legged in the distance and watching the excitement, saw the light on Yuan Huang's body, and muttered. That's right, the "earth spirit" is the spiritual power of the earth attribute, and everyone has their own spiritual power. There are all kinds of spiritual power elements in this heaven and earth, but each person can pull it differently.

And Yuan Huang's earthy yellow spiritual power means that he is the "body of the earth spirit", which can pull the spiritual power of the earth element. These thoughts flashed through Big Mouth's mind.

At this time, Yuan Huang's fist had already hit out, and if he wanted to see it, he would hit the white-haired young man's shoulder. The white-haired boy snorted coldly. The right hand was grasped confidently in the palm of his hand, but with this grasp, the white-haired boy's complexion changed violently, as if he had seen a ghost.

I saw that the palm of the hand made contact with Yuan Huang's fist. Instead of grabbing, it bent backwards at a bend at a blistering speed!

"Click!"

Broken wrist bones!

"Ahh

The white-haired boy screamed, half-kneeling on the ground and holding his palm. His palm had been completely folded backwards.

"You!"

The eyes of the little scar who was about to say a few cool words to Yuan Huang in the back widened, and he was taken aback, but he didn't expect this to be the end of this blow!

"This!" The big mouth that had been sitting quietly on the side had completely opened his big mouth!

One punch, how can it be so powerful! It's still the worst earth spirit to attack!

"What are you all about?"

The white-haired boy was sweating like rain, and he couldn't have imagined the power of this punch.

"Give it back to me!" Yuan Huang accentuated his voice, his eyes fixed on the stunned little scar behind him!

"Give...... To give...... You ......" Little Knife Scar trembled and took out a bottle of Guiyuan liquid from his arms, held it in both hands and handed it to Yuan Huang. Yuan Huang was just about to take it.

"Do it!" the white-haired boy on the ground shouted, holding back the pain and jumping, and in an instant, he slammed his elbow on the back of Yuan Huang's head.

"Stop!" The big mouth sitting on the bed was not calm for a moment, it doesn't matter if he hits or hurts someone, but if he kills him. The people in their cell will certainly not have a good time. After all, every spirit slave is to be cherished.

But he had time to stop it, and the young man in white struck with all his might, thundering!

Yuan Huang didn't hide it, but it was too late to dodge. Because the little scar in front of him was also ruthless! At the same time as the white-haired young man shouted "do it", his outstretched hands flipped violently, and the Guiyuan liquid fell directly to the ground, turning his palm into a claw, and tore away at Yuan Huang's throat. The white spiritual power on his fingers flickered, and it was terrifying.

Yuan Huang didn't panic, as soon as his body arrived in front of him, he greeted the claws of the little scar. Although the sneak attack behind this time was dodged, this neck was about to be hooked by this claw!

Yuan Huang really didn't retract his momentum, his head slammed down, and he used his head to push the chest of this little scar first.

"Poof!"

At this top, Little Scar felt like his chest had been pierced by a giant hammer, and a mouthful of blood spurted out directly. Like a kite with a broken string falling to the distant floor!

"Yuan Huang, we were wrong, give it back to you!" The white-haired boy behind him saw Little Scar so miserable. was so frightened that he didn't dare to do anything, and hurriedly took out the bottle of Guiyuan liquid that he had just snatched from Yuan Huang.

Yuan Huang took it and shook his head: "Not enough!"

"Here, here!" Scar, who fell to the ground, hurriedly took out the copy he had just snatched. Facing Yuan Huang is a throw.

Yuan Huang reached out and caught both bottles in his arms. Then he said, "It's still not enough." ”

"Why is it not enough? We only took one bottle each!"

"The gold sore medicine you just grabbed is gone now, accompany me. ”

"How much is the gold sore medicine worth!" the white-haired boy's voice trembled. He didn't think that a bottle of gold sore medicine would let him provoke such a bad star! The key was that what made him most wronged was that he beat and scolded him so much before, and he didn't fight back. But this gold sore medicine is so desperate for him!

"Accompany me!" Yuan Huang's tone was flat.

"You want gold sore medicine, I have a lot of it here, brother, if you want to take it, I'll accompany you for them." The big mouth that had not spoken suddenly stubble.

"No, I don't want gold sore medicine to accompany me?"

"Then what do you want to accompany you? Guiyuan liquid, qi practice, spiritual power exercises?" the big mouth continued.

Yuan Huang's eyes opened, staring at the white-haired boy and the little scar, and said slowly: "What I Yuan Huang has gone, you just take your life to accompany me!"

As soon as the words fell, Yuan Huang's body was instantly wrapped in earthy yellow light, and a thick and distant aura filled the entire prison cell.

"Earth Spirit Possession!"

The big mouth exclaimed, I really couldn't sit still anymore...