"Guo Guanshi is playing, Tian is here this time, and he just wants to buy some magic weapons for the deceased. "Yang Hao Shengsha, even his real surname didn't explode.

Guo Guanshi smiled and stretched out his hand to invite Yang Hao to sit down. After Yang Hao sat down, he sat down first.

"I don't know what kind of cultural relics Tian Daoyou wants to buy?" Guo Guanshi poured Yang Hao a cup of tea and asked.

"A magical weapon that can speed up the use of the spiritual platform, and there is also a certain amount of protective clothing. Yang Haoguang said.

Guo Guanshi's eyes shone brightly, and then he laughed.

Guo Guandao said: "Tian Daoyou, unfortunately, we don't have the technology to speed it up, but there are still two protective suits. ”

"Tian Daoyou, why don't you try a special tea from my Marlboro Pass, I'm going to use it soon?" Guo Guanshi looked at Yang Hao with a smile.

Yang Hao nodded slightly and took a sip of spiritual tea beside him. His eyes take on a surprising color. After importing this spiritual tea, it is transformed into silk aura and moisturizes the scriptures.

Guo Guanshi picked up a piece of information about what jade was doing briefly and looked at Yang Hao.

"How about the Heavenly Sword? Do you think I'm the divine tea that Bao Su said?" Guo's eyes were a little proud.

"Yes. Yang Hao's tone was very flat. He had seen the spiritual tea in Fang Shidong Mansion and felt that the quality was much better.

Not long after, two beautiful girls came to Yang Hao with a brocade box. Both maids said they had a garment that could be washed in three or four steps.

"It seems that this is a treasure scripture, a bit subtle. Yang Hao thought about it in his heart, and then opened a golden box.

"It's impossible!" Guo Guanshi quickly stopped Yang Hao.

Then he stood in front of a gold box, opened it in some special way, and turned to open another.

"Tian Daoyou forgave us. We should be mindful of all these protections when we do this. Guo Guanshi explained to Yang Hao.

"You can too, that's what they're supposed to do. "Yang Hao" No one wants to make clothes between fangs and the city...... "Guo Guanshi frowned and thought for a while, and said, "If you need friends, you can go to a nearby town to have a look." ”

Yang Hao nodded slightly, thanked Guo Guanshi, and then walked out of Marlboro Vegetarian.

"Looks like a trip to a mortal city......" Yang Haowei frowned slightly.

Then he walked out of the defense city, took the horse racing tent, stepped on the blood refining sword, and flew to the nearest city of the world.

Half a day later, Yang Hao took a clean cloth and clothes in the bandits' lair and walked slowly on the official road.

Soon, he felt a little stuffy. He weaved a small medicine basket out of vines and placed it on his back. He picked out two bottles of leaves, put them in the medicine basket at random, and walked gently.

In this and other secular circles, monks generally do not disclose the practice, in order to avoid being unnecessary, thank you.

Therefore, Yang Hao not only did not practice, but went on foot, and had some artistic conception.

At this moment, a caravan of wagons and horses galloped by, kicking up a lot of dust.

Yang Hao shook his head slightly and smiled. He just walked forward. An invisible light appeared around Yang Hao, and he was not arrogant at all.

Soon the carriage returned. A big man who was commanded rode on a horse and looked at Yang Hao.

"What kind of person are you, kid? How can you be here?" the big man opened his mouth like a flood.

Yang Hao looked at a big bag. The tiger's mouth is wide and the temple is high. At first glance, he is a martial arts master of the vulgar world. Moreover, there is a strong spirit in him. He should be a man with time on the battlefield.

"The next one is a pharmacist who came here to collect medicine. Yang Haodao, his expression was calm.

The big man looked surprised.

In his opinion, an eighteen-year-old or nineteen-year-old child will not be very comfortable in front of you, looking at Yang Hao's eyes, this calm neighborhood is not pretending.

"The witch is right, you can't be rude!" came a woman's voice, a carriage had been walking on a beautiful woman for about twenty years, and a maid was supporting him.

The man named Wu Biao respectfully opened his horse and took a few steps back.

"Mr. Xiao takes this official path, but he wants to go to Song Wangzhen?" the woman opened her mouth, her voice clear.

Yang Hao looked at the woman's pale face and nodded slightly.

"Child, miss, but we'd better come back on purpose. "On your journey, don't be ignorant of the good and the bad. Said the guardian of this "young lady".

"Not rude!" the young lady opened her mouth and smiled at Yang Hao again.

"Do you want to wait with me? Xiaosheng walks safely alone, and everyone is very careful. ”

"I can't ask for it. Yang Hao walked to the car with a smile, and the young lady got out of the car.

"Son, where are you going, get out of here!" said some witches drank, and some even drew swords.

The young lady looked unhappy.

"I looked at the young lady with a pale face and a silky suffocation on it, obviously a long-term illness, and there were many treatments, but no one miracle medicine could cure it. Yang Hao will walk in, quiet voice.

Everyone is in decent shape, and his expression is incredible.

Just by looking, you can tell that the lady has been sick for a long time and cannot be cured everywhere.

"He just said he was a herbalist ......" someone said.

"Mr. Xiao, can you cure this disease?" the witch hurriedly said to him, even changing his address to Yang Hao.

"You give me a ride, and I'll give you a cause and effect. Yang Haosheng got out of the car.

"Come to your ladies," Yang Hao whispered.

......People hesitated a little, how could the young lady get a carriage with a strange man before she got out of the attic?

"Well, as long as I'm well, Dad won't be worried in the future......" The lady gasped and got into the carriage with a maid who called her.

At this time, Yang Hao's carriage was looking for a seat. When two people came in, they pointed to the other side and motioned for them to sit down.

"Come here. Yang Hao stretched out his right hand and whispered to this young lady.

The young lady hesitated for a moment, but chose not to believe Yang Hao. She was a little ahead of her time.

He didn't know why. Yang Haomo has a temperament that gives him a sense of reassurance. Although he looked ordinary, his eyes were always charming, so he chose not to believe Yang Hao.

Yang Hao put his right hand on the young lady's back and gently turned her magic. The young lady was too weak for her to destroy it. She was already asleep.

The maid was frightened and helped the lady. She was sure she was fine. She only glanced at Yang Hao because she was asleep.

"Let them sleep first. Yang Hao said softly.

Then, the witch outside the car heard Yang Hao's voice: "Begin!"

The witch twitched his muscles in his face.

"Brother Wu don't worry, I can cure Miss, don't look at it. Yang Hao walked into the fierce voice softly! The wizard was in the ears of the carriage, and the corners of his mouth had to eat, otherwise he couldn't bear to open it.

"If you cure Miss, I'll beat you up!" Wu Gang thought angrily.

A convoy of horses and chariots marched along this generous road. It has darkened imperceptibly. At this time, Yang Hao closed his eyes slightly, as if he was resting.

In fact, it was the maid who looked at Yang Hao vigilantly. Yang Hao made him feel a little uncomfortable, so she gently closed her eyes and pretended to take a nap.

But that's it. The maid was watching him.

At this moment the carriage stopped, and the witch made a noise to the rough voice.