"My master gave it." Su Luo gave the answer casually.
At this moment, Bei Chenying almost cried with envy and hatred. Look at what this master made, the imperial medicinal pills are not given one by one, but a whole bottle. Even a master at the level of the old man can envy him to the point of crying.
"By the way, wouldn't your suddenly stronger physical fitness be your master?" Bei Chenying asked weakly.
"Well, is there a problem?" Su Luo sat down on the chair beside him.
"How, how did this improve?" Bei Chenying swallowed the emperor-level medicinal pill, and without waiting for the medicinal effect to take effect, he hurriedly sat down beside Su Luo and asked eagerly.
Nine days, in just a short period of nine days, Su Luo's physical strength was completely overwhelming that he had practiced for more than ten years. Bei Chenying blinked and tried to copy Su Luo's cultivation method.
"Well..." Su Luo pondered for a while, feeling that there was nothing to hide, and then told the truth, "I've been soaked in the burning blood potion for nine days, it's almost killing me, to be able to come back alive to see you, that is I have enough willpower."
"Crack!" Bei Chenying's chair armrest shattered directly for him.
Zi Yan's mouth was slightly open, and she looked at Su Luo stupidly.
A strange color flashed in Nangong Liuyun's eyes, but he quickly smiled.
"What?" Bei Chenying digs out his ears with difficulty, "Blood-burning potion?"
"Is there a problem?" Su Luo was puzzled. When talking to Nangong Liuyun before, he didn't seem to have such a big reaction.
"Bubble?" Bei Chenying's eyes widened like copper bells, staring at Su Luo.
"This... Excuse me... Where is the problem?" Beneath Su Luomi's curly eyelashes, a pair of clear eyes flashed with a bewildering look.
She didn't even want to understand why Bei Chenying was so excited that she almost wanted to eat her in one bite. Zi Yan even trembled all over, like a ghost, with her mouth wide open, she wanted to speak, but she couldn't.
What's wrong with everyone
"hiss-"
Bei Chenying and Zi Yan took a deep breath.
A breath of cold air was inhaled into their lungs, and they realized that they had been suffocating for so long just because of disbelief.
"What's wrong?" Su Luo blinked innocently. She doesn't seem to do anything out of the ordinary, does she
"Your master... Still accepting apprentices?" Zi Yan asked weakly.
"Your master... do you want to pick up some chores?" Bei Chenying grabbed Su Luo's sleeve excitedly.
"Uh..." Su Luo looked at them weakly.
"Sweeping the floor will do, will you accept it?" Bei Chenying's ink-like eyes sparkled.
Su Luo patted his shoulder sympathetically: "Young man, with your aptitude, I'm afraid..."
The young master from the dignified Beichen Ying family is going to sweep the floor for his master? It's a big joke.
"Blood-burning potion!" Bei Chenying sighed up to the sky.
"It turned out to be soaked!" Zi Yan covered her chest.
Afterwards, both of them stared at Su Luo viciously with angry eyes, and said in unison, "It's shameful to waste!"
"Uh..." Su Luo scratched his head. When did the tacit understanding of these two children's papers fit so well? They also spoke in unison.
"This blood-burning potion is amazing? It's rare?" Su Luo finally heard something.
"It's amazing? It's rare?" Bei Chenying stared at Su Luo, his eyes almost shooting out light.