A slightly golden pill lay quietly in Yang Ning's hand, and the rich fragrance wafted throughout the courtyard, and the spirit of smelling it doubled.

"It worked, it finally worked!"

Yang Ning didn't expect that the first time refining medicine would be so smooth, although he was almost exhausted, he had finally practiced it.

With the Purifying Pill, his strength can be taken to the next level, and with the Purifying Pill, he can be exchanged for silver.

Money is not everything, but no money is everything!

A penny can stump a hero!

It took a long time for Yang Ning to calm down, and a feeling of exhaustion came, almost making him fall down. By this time, the sky was already dark.

Yang Ning didn't expect this alchemy to be so time-consuming, and in a blink of an eye, it was already the next morning.

Looking at the marrow cleansing pill in his hand, Yang Ning resisted the urge to take it, and found a porcelain bottle and put it in his arms. Then while Su Wan'er hadn't woken up yet, she sat cross-legged and recovered her strength.

I don't know if I don't see it, and I'm shocked when I see it.

I was seriously injured last night, and then I didn't have time to repair it and started alchemy again, this time it was just an injury on top of injury, the whole body was already in tatters, many meridians had cracks, and even the internal organs were coming from bursts of heart-piercing pain.

If it is not repaired in time, I am afraid that this life will be ruined!

Yang Ning broke out in a cold sweat and vowed never to do alchemy again in the future when he was physically injured.

Fortunately, the Immortal Classic is magical enough, and this little injury is not a problem to repair.

An hour later, Yang Ning opened his eyes, his injuries had healed, and he only needed to recuperate for a day to fully recover. There was already a noise in the room, and it was obvious that Su Wan'er had woken up and was trying to find herself.

Sure enough, when she saw Yang Ning enter the house, Su Wan'er's soft delicate body immediately pounced, hugged Yang Ning tightly, and cried: "Xianggong, where have you been? I'm so scared!"

Yang Ning was speechless for an instant.

Where have I been? Do you mean I'm going to stay by your side all the time, even to sleep?

Yang Ning doesn't mind, after all, Su Wan'er is also a superb beauty, isn't she?

is the so-called chromophobia, Yang Ning is also a normal man, and it would be bragging to say that he has no thoughts.

It's just that he can't do this, even if it's not for Yang Yan'er, just say that Su Wan'er herself, and now she says so when she is delirious, but if he really does it, when Su Wan'er recovers her senses, then you can't ask him to fight hard.

It's hard!

It's hard to be a man, and it's even harder to be a good man!

Doing this for an irrelevant person, Yang Ning felt that he was dead. If you want to leave it alone, you can't get over it on your conscience.

"Alas, count what I owe you in my previous life. ”

comforted her, and carefully boiled a bowl of porridge for Su Wan'er to eat, but she didn't swear to the sky that she would not abandon Su Wan'er, which made Su Wan'er burst into tears and laughed.

It is worth mentioning that Su Wan'er always shouted for Yang Ning to eat with her when she drank porridge, which was really embarrassing for Yang Ning.

There is only one bowl of porridge, how to eat it?

Half of a person, or do you take a bite and I take a bite?

That bowl of porridge was only enough for Su Wan'er to eat alone, and this was because Su Wan'er was now delirious and had no cultivation, otherwise, such a small bowl of porridge would not be enough for a cultivator to consume in the morning.

Cultivators can absorb the aura of heaven and earth, and they can go without eating for a long time, but that only refers to people who have cultivated to a high level. Like Yang Ning and Su Wan'er, who can only be regarded as entry-level newcomers on the long road of cultivation, most of their daily energy still has to be replenished by ingesting food.

It's a pity that Yang Ning doesn't want to cook more, but there is no way to cook it, there is almost no food in the house, and it is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, not to mention that he is such a big man.

"No, you must refine the Myelin Cleansing Pill as soon as possible to exchange for money, otherwise you will starve to death. ”

Cultivators, above mortals, who are not chic and proud? He is the only one who is still worried about food, clothing, shelter, and transportation.

Yang Ning felt that if he was really starved to death, he would definitely be the first cultivator to be starved to death in the past, and it was estimated that if the mysterious Yang Ning was still alive, he would also jump out of the grave as soon as possible and ravage him fiercely.

As the heir of the Immortal Canon, he was supposed to be powerful in the world, invincible in the sky and on the ground, but he was starved to death like a refugee, which is really embarrassing.

But Yang Ning has no choice, other cultivators, either born in a big cultivation family, or covered by a major sect, even if there are individual casual cultivators, people are also free, they can help people, as long as the cultivators are willing, there are too many rich people in the world who are willing to ask them to do things.

But Yang Ning can't do it, he is pestered by Su Wan'er all day long, where can he go?

Even if he wants to get a job, with his current status, who would dare to hire him in this Qingzhou Mansion?

How many men want to be Su Wan'er's father-in-law, but Yang Ning bears this name, but it is like a shackle, tightly binding him and seriously restricting his freedom.

was pestered by Su Wan'er all day, Yang Ning didn't go anywhere, didn't do anything, just stayed with Su Wan'er, sometimes Yang Ning would rather Su Wan'er was still in a coma, in that case, he would still have time to do other things.

Now that it's okay, Su Wan'er is inseparable, and it's impossible for him to let go if he wants to.

can't reprimand Su Wan'er yet, if she says it more seriously, Su Wan'er will cry, the appearance of pear blossoms with rain, Yang Ning really can't bear it!

"Xianggong, these flowers are so beautiful, I want a garland, can you make it for me, okay?"

"Lady, Xianggong has something to do, can you play by yourself for a while?"

"It's not good, you made me a garland first, woo, you don't like Wan'er!"

"Okay, I'll do it, can't I do it?"

When the garland was ready, Yang Ning thought it would be easy, and was about to practice silently, but he didn't think about it, Su Wan'er's soft delicate body came up again: "Xianggong, Wan'er is tired, can you hug me for a while?"

Without saying anything, he got into Yang Ning's arms, like an octopus, and couldn't break it.

Yang Ning: "I...... Can I say it's bad?"

"No, I can't. Su Wan'er said.

Yang Ning: "......"

Peach blossom luck is a good thing in the eyes of many people, and it is a dream, but for Yang Ning, it is a painful torture, and I can't wait to get rid of it quickly.

Qingzhou Mansion is in crisis, Zhang Kun, Mu Tianfang, and those people who are hidden in the shadows can't see that he has got Su Wan'er, and countless people want his life. There is also a sister whose whereabouts are unknown, and I don't know if she is okay?

There are countless things to do, how can Yang Ning have time to waste on something as boring as taking care of Su Wan'er?

However, he couldn't get rid of it, and Yang Ning didn't know what to do.

After Su Wan'er fell asleep in Yang Ning's arms, Yang Ning finally breathed a sigh of relief, came to the courtyard, sat cross-legged, and prepared to take the myelin cleansing pill.

After playing for a day, his injury has healed, and the whole person has adjusted to the best state, and it is the right time to take the Cleansing Pill.