After sending the painting girl away, Zhao Wuyou looked around again to make sure that no one was watching him, then slowly returned to the house and hid in the dark room next to the study.
In the dark room, Zhao Wuyou sat cross-legged on the futon, looking seriously at the Phoenix Essence in his hand.
"Drink it and give it a try." Zhao Wuyou made up his mind and drank a third of it in one breath. Then he held his breath and concentrated, preparing for the Phoenix essence that poured into his internal organs.
Compared with Zhao Wuyou's cautiousness and decisiveness, Zhao Laoliu continued his sneaky characteristics and brought the three pills in his hand to his doctor to test them one by one. After confirming that there were no problems, he felt confident and bold.
Take the next pill.
The overbearing and strong elixir rushed straight to his forehead. Zhao Laoliu hurriedly used his own skills to resolve the majestic power emitted by the elixir.
The medicine mixed with special things worked extremely well, and after a while, Zhao Laoliu was excited to find that he had risen again, and he was a straight-backed man again.
When he was excited, he summoned his maid, and the two of them began to live a life without shame, regardless of the eyes of everyone.
Several guards guarding the door also listened attentively. When they heard that their young master was so brave, they couldn't help but sigh:
"Hey, young master's life is my dream."
The other guard was a little confused. He looked at his companion and said thoughtfully:
"The young master's disease has not been cured by so many famous people. Why is it cured just after meeting that old man? You have also taken half of the pills. Is it really so effective?"
The guard who had taken half of the elixir nodded and replied with a thoughtful look on his face:
"The effect of that pill is really powerful. I was originally worried because of the blocked blood vessels in my body, but within two days of taking it, there was a sign of breaking through the barrier in my body. The effect of pills made of so many treasures is naturally very good.
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The two of them laughed mischievously while listening to Zhao Laoliu doing bad things in the room, and while exchanging glances, they speculated on the Kung Fu that Zhao Laoliu might use.
Half an hour later, Zhao Laoliu was so excited that he stood outside the door with his shirt off, shouting about his recent dissatisfaction.
After venting his anger, he went back to the house, intending to have an encore, but the maid complained a little, but how could the overbearing Zhao Laoliu care about the maid's feelings.
That night, Zhao Laoliu found Mulu's inn again, performed a great show for him, and generously left 10,000 taels of silver notes. Then, he patted his chest and promised that he would find the ingredients needed to prepare the elixir as soon as possible.
Medicinal materials and required equipment.
Mu Lu didn't say much, he just looked at the excited Zhao Laoliu and said calmly:
"Master Zhao Liu, you will not forget what you promised me. If this medicine is in good condition, I hope that you can introduce my magical medicine to the royal family and understand my long-cherished wish."
Zhao Laoliu nodded on the surface, but in his heart he listed Mu Lu as a person who was seeking fame and reputation, a person who wanted to become rich and powerful with the help of pills.
Seeing Zhao Laoliu nodding, Mu Lu smiled with satisfaction, stood up, and sent Zhao Laoliu away.
With these two people showing their true feelings, the people who were accustomed to watching Mu Lu also relaxed their vigilance. In their eyes, Mu Lu was already a master of the Tao, a person who should not be looked down upon.
That night, Zhao Laoliu brought a group of his losers to the prestigious Wanhua Building, eager to prove his ability.
Several dandy boys who were notorious in the capital were all beaming with joy when faced with the oiran pouring wine and beauties dancing. Those lecherous men had already begun to wave their sinful hands.
But as the host, Zhao Laoliu was a little unhappy. He found to his embarrassment that there was no response from the fragrant oiran in his arms.
For a moment, the embarrassed Zhao Laoliu looked carefully at the oiran sitting next to him, but the latter had no influence at all, as if he was fully aware of Zhao Laoliu's incompetence.
The discerning oiran looked at the embarrassed Zhao Laoliu, thoughtfully gave him a glass of wine, and accompanied him carefully without saying anything uncomfortable at all.
Seeing that the few bad friends he had summoned were already pulling the beautiful women in his arms to leave, those faces looked at Zhao Laoliu with a certain amount of ridicule.
How could Zhao Laoliu, whose self-esteem was so oppressed, be so angry? He shouted:
"Everyone, stop right there."
Those bad friends all stood there blankly. After all, no matter how much they looked down on Zhao Laoliu, he was from the family of the most powerful person in the Fengming Empire. He wanted to look at the Buddha's face even if he didn't look at the monk's face.
After stopping everyone, Zhao Laoliu said coldly:
"I'm going to go out, and you can continue watching the dancing and drinking. I'll have something important to discuss with you later."
After speaking, Zhao Laoliu left the room with a dark face, leaving only a few anxious friends looking at each other and smiling, and then he held the oiran in his arms and gnawed at it.
Hiding in the toilet, Zhao Laoliu looked at the elixir in his hand with some worry. He hesitated a little. He could feel the flow of true energy in his body, but it did not have the mighty and domineering look in the morning.
He knew that taking too many pills would cause problems, but when things came to a head, he had already arrived at Wanhua Tower, so how could he have any room to retreat?
With his heart pounding, Zhao Laoliu swallowed a pill and quickly used the true energy in his body to suppress it.
After a cup of tea, Zhao Laoliu returned to the room majestically, picked up the oiran who was sitting on his seat, reached out and brushed aside the food and wine on the table, and placed her on the table.
Turning his head, Zhao Laoliu looked at the friend he had found evilly, and said with a smile:
"Grandsons, look at how I did it, Sixth Young Master."
For a moment, not only the oiran was startled, but also several bad friends could not help but be surprised, secretly thinking: "Is it possible that this Zhao Wuneng has undergone a new change?"
There was a rush, and everyone was shocked. Looking around, Zhao Laoliu was still the same as the rumors.
Before anyone could speak, Zhao Laoliu began to work on his own, making so much noise that he disturbed many people in the guest rooms around him.
In order to avenge his past humiliation, Zhao Laoliu exerted himself to the best of his ability. For a moment, he forgot about himself and his bad friends also started to make their own choices.
In just a quarter of an hour, the story about Zhao Laoliu spread throughout the entire Wanhua Building, and everyone began to discuss whether the story about Zhao Laoliu was spread by someone who was interested.
Everyone was confused, but Zhao Laoliu had a different idea in his mind. He shouted to his men:
"Call me all the seven golden flowers in Wanhua Tower. Today I will arrange them one by one. Even if she is lying down, you have to grab her from the bed."
The violent and arrogant Zhao Laoliu must win back all the reputation he has lost tonight, and no one can persuade him.
Mu Lu also got the news that Zhao Laoliu had gone to Wanhua Building in the middle of the night. He smiled, looked at his sleeping men, and kicked them two excitedly.
"You bastards, let's retreat. The matter is over."
The two men were excited when they heard this, and then they accompanied Mu Lu downstairs with a smile. The person in charge of guarding the side quickly stepped forward and asked:
"Old sir, where are you going?"
"I'm going to go for a walk, so you guys should come with me." After Mu Lu finished speaking, he left without even looking back.
I wanted to persuade Quan again, but the guards had no choice but to follow Mulu and the others.
Mu Lu was in a good mood. It wasn't until the two guards got tired that he ordered his men to take action, knocking them unconscious and tying them to a tree. He then walked away with his men.
Early the next morning, the largest box in Wanhua Building was in a mess. Zhao Laoliu was holding Xiaoqi Golden Flower in his arms, and he used up the first six golden flowers and scattered them outside to publicize his arrogant deeds.
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"What a pleasure..."
Zhao Laoliu smiled. He stood up and felt a little uncomfortable. He thought it was just the sequelae of overindulgence. He called me a companion and left Wanhua Building together.
Along the way, Zhao Laoliu walked slowly and calmly. His heroic deeds of regaining strength will definitely be known to others within a day, and he can finally walk on the road openly.
This feeling can be summed up in one word, "cool"
Halfway through feeling happy, Zhao Laoliu found that his steps were getting heavier and heavier. He thought he was going home to have a good sleep, but when he turned his head, he saw several of his bad friends looking at him in surprise?
"What's wrong with you, haven't you seen a handsome guy?" Zhao Laoliu said with a smile. This chapter has been completed!