The Strongest Devouring Upgrade

Ye Qinghan's zombies were about half the length of an index finger. The whole body was emerald green with a faint halo floating on the surface, but it was not as scary as its name sounds.

"Brother Ye, is my brother Lu Xian okay?" This is the second time Tian He asked Ye Qinghan the same words.

"Brother Tian, ​​don't worry. Although Brother Lu's wounds are large, they are all superficial skin injuries, and most of them are already scabs. In fact, even if they are not treated, they will heal on their own in a few days."

Ye Qinghan replied unhurriedly.

Although it was seen that Lu Pingan was injured by the Chen family's Jiulong Golden Crow, he did not mention it too much.

"threw up."

As Ye Qinghan's voice fell, a drop of skeletal dragon's saliva was secreted from the tail of the skeletal worm and dripped onto the center of Lu Ping'an's back.

Next, a magical scene appeared.

Seeing that the wound on Lu Ping's back began to heal quickly from the center to the surroundings at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it recovered in the blink of an eye.

"Thank you, Brother Ye." Lu Pingan got up from the seat and solemnly gave Ye Qinghan a fist.

He knew very well that the bone dragon saliva of the bone worm was not only a good medicine for wounds, but also a necessary product for the Ye family to cultivate the family exercises. For a cultivator, the cultivation base is much more precious than gold and silver jewelry.

"Haha, it's okay, my Ye family's Nine Turns Overlord Body Art is slow to advance, and it consumes some dragon salivation for Brother Lu, and it won't affect the Wanqiu Contest one month later, let alone you are still Brother Tian's best friend. "

Ye Qing answered politely in Chinese.

"Stop talking, Brother Ye, thanks to you tonight." Tian He stepped forward and patted Ye Qinghan on the shoulder, and said very generously, "In this way, I will let you green bamboo girl."

After saying this, Tian He ignored Ye Qinghan, who had a stiff and ugly face, went upstairs with Lu Ping's shoulder, and ordered a table of good dishes to eat and drink.

"Brother Tian, ​​let's leave Brother Ye downstairs, isn't it not so good?"

At the wine table, Lu Ping'an asked tangledly. In his opinion, Tian He's approach was really improper.

"Brother Xian, you don't know something." Tian He sipped his drink and explained to Lu Ping'an in a low voice, "This Ye Qinghan is a shrewd man. Why do you think he was so dedicated to heal you just now? Please me, fortunately, draw a good lottery during the competition."

Ye Qinghan is just a collateral child of the Ye family. Tian He can't break the rules for him. After all, this year's Wanqiu Grand Competition has a special envoy from Luo Tiancheng to supervise it.

"Of course, if you are replaced by Brother Lu Xian, even if you don't mention it, I will arrange a good position for you."

Although Tian He's city mansion is deep, he has no reservations about Lu Ping'an.

"Oh, no wonder." Lu Ping'an suddenly nodded after hearing this, "By the way, when will the draw result come out?"

"About half a month later." Tian He said, pouring a bowl of tea for Lu Ping'an, and began to ask him about the whole story of the attack tonight.

Lu Ping'an knew everything, and he not only told his own guess and account, but even told Tian He about his murder by family elder Lu Tianwang.

"Oh! I know that your uncle is not a good thing." After hearing Lu Ping'an's narration, Tian He's face was suddenly covered with clouds, "Virtuous brother, brother, I have limited abilities. If you don't mind, you can move to The City Lord’s Mansion is here to live."

Lu Tianwang and Chen Hao are both real power factions in the family, and he is just a dude who has no official or part-time job.

Taking a step back, even his father, Tian Yan, the lord of Wanqiu City, would not dare to oppose these two big families at the same time.

"Brother Tian, ​​I have already figured out a countermeasure, so I won't bother you."

Lu Pingan politely declined. In Tianyuan Continent, a world where the weak and the strong eat the strong, it is impossible to rely on others alone.

"Young Master, we just found a group of suspicious-looking people in Huawu Alley. They have now left Liuli Street."

At this time, the two city lord’s generals, who were in charge of guarding Tian He’s outing, went upstairs to report.

"Well, I see, step back." Tian He waved his hand.

Liuli Street is crowded with people, and there are many foreign dignitaries who come here especially, which is not easy to provoke. The killers secretly dispatched by Chen and Lu naturally did not dare to stay here for a long time.

"Old sister, you can't take away my Vientiane pot, if I don't have it, I won't be able to live the old man..."

Tian He was about to continue talking with Lu Pingan about the lottery, when an unkempt old beggar suddenly ran up from downstairs, rushing to the two's wine table while shouting in a foreign accent.

"Lao Yan, stop for my old mother!"

The old bustard in Yijinlou chased after him breathlessly, seeing the old beggar hiding behind Lu Ping’s and their wine table, he quickly made up for it, “Oh, I’m so sorry, Young Lord, I’m sorry. You and this master have a drink."

"Mother Feng, who is he?" Tian He glanced at the old beggar who was holding a wine gourd tightly, and asked curiously.

Yijin Tower is the most upscale female Lu Li on Liuli Street. Although the guests here do not ask for their identity, they must at least be neatly dressed and look good.

Tian He really couldn't figure out how, like this kind of old beggar who would freeze to death on street corners every winter, how did he get past the guards and ran to the third floor.

"He said that his name is Yan Laoba, he seems to be from Dongyu Country, and he has been in our Liuli Street for half a month."

The old bust crouched on his hips and said more and more angry, "This old ghost only knows to drink, and does not beat our girl's crooked ideas. I saw him being pitiful, so I put him in the stable. At the beginning, the money for drinking was not short, but recently In two days, it was obvious that the ill-gotten wealth in my hand was spent, and I was about to drive him away."

"Hey hey hey, why are you so innocent out of thin air? The money I spent on drinking in your Yijinlou was earned by my skills!"

When the old bustard said the first half of the sentence, the old beggar still looked indifferent, but when the former said that his wine and money were not coming from the right path, he couldn't help it, and retorted with his neck.

"Well, well, if you have the ability, then settle the wine money from yesterday and today." The old bustard was too lazy to argue with him, pointed his finger at the wine gourd in the old beggar's arms.

The old beggar's head shook into a rattle: "I can't say no, this Vientiane pot is a priceless treasure. If you discount it into cash, you can buy ten Yijin Towers!"

Upon hearing this, the old bustard suddenly "chuckled" and snorted: "Hehe, you can be worth two dollars in the sky with a broken gourd. If it were not for the heart of the old mother Bodhisattva, you would have broken your legs!"

"Brother Tian, ​​do you have any extra silver coins on your body?" Lu Ping'an, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly asked.

"Haha, of course, brother, the last thing I lack is money."

Although Tian He didn't know what Lu Pingan wanted money for, he still generously took out two silver coins and handed them over.

"Mother Feng, are these silver taels enough to pay for this old man?"

Although the old bustard and the drinkers at the neighboring table all thought that the old beggar was talking about drinks just now, Lu Pingan did not think so.

He could tell at a glance that the bronze wine gourd that the old beggar was desperately protecting was by no means a mortal thing.

Even more amazing is that after he turned on the Devouring System, he couldn't detect the rank of this wine gourd!

After Lu Ping’s test summary for several days, the Level 2 Devouring System can detect and absorb the blood of human races and spirit beasts below the Profound Level, while the magical artifacts can only detect the highest grade of the Yellow Level.

This also means that the wine gourd of the old beggar is at least a mysterious artifact!

"Enough is enough, too enough, these two silver coins are not a problem for drinking for a month." When Lu Ping'an was willing to pay the old beggar, the old bustard immediately narrowed his eyes and narrowed his eyes. , Wait, I will get you change."

"No need, Mama Feng." Lu Ping'an stopped her as soon as the old bustard took two steps, and then bent down to discuss with the old beggar in a low voice, "Old man, do you think this will work, this iron gourd belongs to me, you are here? This Yijinlou can still drink wine for another month."

A mysterious stage artifact cannot be measured by money. For Lu Ping An, this transaction is quite a bargain.

"Hehe, your kid is not very old, but he is good at doing business." A light flashed in the old beggar's drunken eyes, and he smiled with his mouth, "It's the same sentence, I will never sell Vientiane pots. Even if the old man owes you a favor today, let's pay it back if it is destined."

After the old beggar finished speaking, without a word of thanks, he got up and patted his **** and left, leaving only Lu Ping'an and Hetian and his two brothers silently stunned.

"Tsk, is this old beggar stupid? Picking up a broken gourd is still a treasure." Tian He couldn't help but shook his fingers on the tabletop with some annoyance.

"Haha, Brother Tian, ​​you said he was stupid, so what do you care about?" Lu Ping'an looked very open, and said in an indifferent tone.

In fact, Lu Pingan didn't have to ask for that magical gourd. Although the old beggar didn't seem to have a cultivation base, if he was an expert who was not born, wouldn't he ask for hardship?

Downstairs in Yijin, the old beggar, swaying and squeezing through the crowded street, came to a secret alley.

"One, two... um... I have been here for eighteen days." The old beggar counted the crossings he made with stones on the wall and said to himself, "What a pity, what a pity, this Liuli Although the taste of the street wine is good, it is not as good as the Buddha wine in the Xichi Kingdom Palace."

The old beggar said, unscrewing the lid of the wine gourd hung on his waist, raising his head and drank again.

It is strange to say that although this gourd is small, the liquor flowing out of the gourd's mouth is endless.

"Battle Yan, stop talking, come and help!"

In the stables deep in the alleys, hearing the old beggars talking to himself, a small servant who specializes in cleaning up the stables greeted him.

"Hey! Deaf?"

Seeing the old beggar did not answer, the young man walked out of the stable very impatiently.

As a result, he had only time to see a dazzling golden light, flying from the corner of the alley to the night sky, the next moment, the whole alley was empty.