By evening, it was already dark.

Many powerful monsters have awakened, they are accustomed to nocturnal movements, and they are the fastest to catch food in the darkness where they don't see their fingers!

And the mercenaries in the Warcraft Mountain Range also began to slowly rush back at this time.

Ding You glanced at the sky and knew that the mercenaries would start to return soon, so he planned to leave.

Who knew that before he could say goodbye, an extremely urgent shout came from outside the door of Baiyaozhai.

"Hurry up, help! come to the rescue!"

Hearing this, the little medicine fairy frowned, and immediately greeted the door, and after a while, a blood-stained mercenary was carried in.

Ding You didn't pay attention to it, just made a scared appearance and hid in the corner, in fact, he continued to flip through the books in front of him that recorded herbal knowledge.

These people rushed back in advance to save their lives, and now is not the time for the mercenaries to come back, Ding You still doesn't need to rush back to the hotel.

Now that the little doctor fairy is saving people, he can't bother, so he has to wait and ask to leave later.

You must know that he is a weak person who can easily kill anyone, and these mercenaries are all in grief and anger.

The injured person was bleeding profusely from the abdomen, with multiple fractures, numerous traumatic injuries, and his complexion was pale, and the blood was almost dry.

From the moment he was carried in, Ding You only glanced at it and could conclude that this person would never be saved.

The distance between the Warcraft Mountain Range and Qingshan Town is not short.

Ding You was a killer before accepting the employment of "Hao", and his memory knowledge reserve was quite sufficient, but there were some parts of this world that were not applicable, such as the nature of medicinal herbs.

Time flows.

After a while, the little medicine fairy's weak voice sounded: "I'm sorry, I couldn't ......"

It's all in Ding You's expectation.

In fact, there is no need for her to say, the mercenaries who came with the wounded also knew, and they naturally could distinguish between the living and the dead.

The entire Baiyao Zhai was silent.

Many people die every day in Qingshan Town, but it doesn't mean that the sadness brought by death is so used to being that the capable people don't care.

"Ahh

A cry of grief and indignation rang out from Baiyaozhai.

The voice was made by a thin young man, and Ding You was deeply impressed by it, it was the young mercenary who had attacked him at the inn yesterday morning.

So Ding Youcai hid directly in the corner at the beginning, he didn't have the strength to deal with the other party at this time, and the boss was no longer there, so he naturally wanted to avoid the other party from breaking out like in the morning.

The young mercenary was so grief-stricken that in two days, his two best brothers had died one after the other, and he had seen it with his own eyes but was powerless to change it, and the wounds in his heart were too much for him to bear, almost suffocating.

And more importantly, he couldn't vent his pain!

Although the little medicine fairy is weak, he has a very high prestige in Qingshan Town, how dare he move?

Although the guy on the counter is on a par with him, the other party has some backstage, otherwise how can he sit here and live and cultivate without entering the Demon Beast Mountain Range to work hard?

But at this moment, the eyes of the young mercenary suddenly saw a slightly familiar figure in the corner.

"What the fuck are you doing here!"

The young mercenary immediately burst into a loud shout, and the speed was extremely fast, and he rushed directly in front of Ding You, reached out and grabbed Ding You's collar, and lifted Ding You up.

"Smack!"

The young mercenary slammed a punch on Ding You's chin.

The dark red health above Ding You's line of sight immediately shortened again, and the number behind it also changed from 9 to 8.

"Stop!" the little medicine fairy's loud voice rang out, "He's from me, what do you want to do!"

Although the little doctor fairy is very kind to people on weekdays, he is also quite dignified when he is angry.

The main reason was that the other mercenaries, who were quite calm, knew that it was not a good thing to make the little doctor fairy angry, so one of them immediately rushed out, rushed to the young mercenary's side, and grabbed the second punch that he was about to fight again.

"Didn't you hear the words of the little medicine fairy?"

The voice was cold, suppressed anger.

The young mercenary's face, which was originally red from anger and grief, suddenly turned white, and he let go of his hand and put Ding You down.

Ding You stood still, and then his legs were "soft", and he took two steps back in a panic, and directly "fell" to the ground.

The mercenaries didn't stay any longer, and left directly with the corpses.

Ding You got up and thanked the little medicine fairy, and after a while, he also left Baiyaozhai, and the work of the inn was about to begin.

It wasn't until it was completely dark that Ding You rested.

He meditated in his room, and also tried to recall the scene when the young mercenary's fighting spirit was applied to himself, trying to get the secret of cultivating the fighting spirit from it, and everything seemed to be the same as the night before, without the slightest change.

But suddenly, he felt a faint flow of air from his body!

Fighting power!

With the first wisp, there will be a second.

Ding You became more and more familiar with the generation process of Dou Power, and at the same time, a strange feeling came to his heart.

He began to feel some unnecessary steps in the process of generating the power of the fight, and removed it.

He began to realize how the power of fighting could be generated more quickly.

That's where the trick value comes into play.

As time went by, he became more and more familiar with the steps of the generation of the power of the fight, the improvement became more and more and bigger, the speed of the power of the fight in the body became faster and faster, and the accumulation of the power of the fight was more and more!

From the beginning, a trace of fighting power was condensed from the body every ten minutes, and in the end, a trace of fighting power was condensed every seven minutes.

......

It was dawn, and Ding You's life was on track.

He didn't tell anyone about cultivating the power of fighting, and the others didn't seem to see it, no one paid attention to him, he was too weak and insignificant.

In the morning, he worked in a hotel, and at noon he went to Baiyaozhai to study pharmacology until the evening.

On this day, another mercenary returned to Qingshan Town ahead of schedule and came to Baiyaozhai to treat his injuries.

Ding You still hid in the corner, not to attract anyone's attention.

"Ahh

The wounded on the ground screamed.

This time, it was the young mercenary who was injured in the hotel and in Baiyaozhai last night, and attacked Ding You because of his own emotions and did it!

No one was surprised, this young mercenary and his extremely brother were not very strong, they were usually used as bait and cannon fodder, and the other mercenaries were not bad, so after they were injured, they would be taken to Baiyaozhai for treatment.

Although the young mercenary's injuries were very serious, they were not fatal, and after a while, the little medicine fairy took care of the other party's wounds.

"Next, I have to recuperate in bed for about 20 days before I can move, and the medicines I have to take every day are ......"

After the little doctor fairy finished his instructions, the group of mercenaries left with the young mercenary.

Ding You also left after that, far behind the group of mercenaries.

Ding You, the room where the young mercenary stayed in the hotel, naturally knew that in addition to the boss, the guys in the hotel had to clean every night, and the hotel room had to be cleaned as well.

Because the young mercenaries were seriously injured and needed to recuperate, and those mercenaries still had to go to the Warcraft Mountain Range to make a living, the responsibility of taking care of the young mercenaries naturally fell on the hotel guys.