Kryptonian Demon Lord

　　 "Ahie!"

　　 Wu Hao woke up groggy, only to feel a splitting headache.

　　 "Who am I? Where is this? Why am I here?"

　　 Wu Hao recalled carefully, and finally got his thoughts clear, he couldn't help but feel scared for a while.

　　 He remembered that after his book boy was robbed by a mysterious man, he looked at the muddy mess and wanted to find a place to change his clothes.

　　 But just after two steps, he felt a groggy mind and powerlessness, and then he didn't know anything when his eyes went dark.

　　 Mongolian sweat medicine!

　　 Looking back now, Wu Hao understands what happened. He has also tried this Mongolian sweat medicine himself, and of course he is very familiar with its effects.

　　Wu Hao, who had come back to his senses, realized that he had followed the teachings of the book boy Wu Feng after all. It turned out that when he was talking to him about the plan of impersonation at the beginning of the drink in the tavern, he gave himself medicine.

　　 almost succeeded by that kid!

　　 Originally, Wu Hao still had some doubts. Wu Feng's kid had always been cautious, how could he see him without complete assurance, it turned out that he still had this kind of back hand.

　　Wu Hao was scared at the same time, but secretly grateful. If he expected it well, the Mongolian sweat medicine used by Wu Feng must be produced by the pharmacy "Tong'antang" he invested. After all, it is Wu Feng who is in charge of these businesses, and it is of course easy to get some Mongolian sweat medicine.

　　 There is no need to buy medicine elsewhere when it is easily available.

　　 But there is one thing Wu Hao never told Wu Feng, that is, he had instructed Tongantang's shopkeeper to mix Mongolian sweat medicine with something to make Lulu powder.

　　 Lulu fruit is a unique plant fruit in this world. Its powder is colorless and tasteless, easily soluble in water, and has no side effects at all, and of course it has no positive effects. But its value is more than a hundred times cheaper than other important Mongolian sweat medicines.

　　 In Wu Hao's concept, there is no one who sells wine without water.

　　 It is also proper to use hands and feet in some medicines in Tongantang that can be used for hands and feet. Anyway, they can't eat people.

　　 In fact, most of the customers who come to the pharmacy to buy Mongolian sweat medicine do not eat it by themselves. This thing is generally used to put the animal in the food to facilitate the slaughter. The hands and feet that Tong'antang did have never been discovered. It's just that customers occasionally complain about the slow effect of the drug, or that the livestock suddenly wakes up halfway through slaughter.

　　At this time, the shopkeeper of Tong'antang will naturally persuade customers. Now the times are different, and the animals are all resistant to drugs. Mongolian sweat medicine needs to be increased.

　　 Do you want to increase the amount? Naturally, I have to buy more. Customers who buy more will naturally make more money.

　　 Of course, Wu Hao intends to teach Wu Feng a little bit of things related to the core business philosophy.

　　 I didn't expect the other party to be anxious!

　　 It is precisely because of the Mongolian sweat medicine produced by Tong'antang that Wu Hao can persist for so long under Wu Feng's attack.

　　 is really a drink and a peck, there is a fixed number.

　　 Kaka, Kaka.

　　 Wu Hao was sighing, when he heard a strange rhythmic sound.

　　 He started to observe the surroundings and found that he was no longer where he passed out yesterday.

　　 The surrounding environment was a little familiar, and Wu Hao quickly recognized it. Isn't this the small courtyard he had prepared as a backhand?

　　 Why are you here?

　　 Kaka, Kaka

　　 A strange voice came again, and Wu Hao looked for his reputation and saw a graceful back.

　　 Just looking at the figure Wu Hao recognized that this figure is Guo Xiaoru!

　　 Kaka, Kaka

　　The strange voice continued to ring, and Wu Hao couldn't help asking: "Xiaoru, what are you doing?...Aye! Aye!"

　　 Before he finished speaking, he sneezed twice in a row. Only then did he feel cold all over.

　　 After rolling in the mud for so long last night, I fainted alive in the rainy night, and now I feel very slimy and uncomfortable.

　　 The breeze in the morning came, and I felt extremely cold.

"Oh, you're awake. I'm making a fire. The flint under the rain is a bit damp." Guo Xiaoru was still tapping the flint "kakaka", and said to Wu Hao without looking back, "Ah, It's finally hitting it, it's cold, come and roast it!"

　　 "Oh, light it up." Wu Hao nodded in response.

　　 "What, light it up!" On the cold morning, Wu Hao stubbornly broke out in white hair.

　　 He jumped up like a fire on his ass, feeling the uncomfortableness all over him!

　　 He suddenly realized a serious problem.

　　 This is the small courtyard where he set up the trap. Here, he designed the ultimate gift package with the master of the Qi Refining period as an imaginary enemy.

　　 This ultimate gift package was not set up by Wu Hao on a temporary basis, but after nearly a year and a half of meticulous preparation.

　　Of course, the original purpose was not for the masters of the big pass, but to leave a way for yourself to prevent one day when you encounter an unbeatable master, you can draw here...

　　 This small courtyard is not in his name, but he bought it under someone else's identity. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com This is his most secret arrangement in Fallen Cloud City.

　　 It is in this world that Wu Hao once read many books. He learned some folk trap layout methods from some ancient books and used them all in this small courtyard.

　　 Not only that, he also made bold explorations based on "pre-life memories that he thought to be dreams", and limited the recovery of several black technologies.

　　 Dynamite is one of them.

　　 The explosives Wu Hao produced were so powerful that they were far from what he had imagined. It was based on the firecrackers in this world combined with past life memories. Approximately as powerful as black powder.

　　 is not powerful enough, you can make up in quantity. In this small courtyard, Wu Hao was already full of explosives, and he didn't mix anything weird in it.

　　 There are full of explosives buried here...

　　 Now this aunt is lighting up here.

Wu Hao stared blankly at Guo Xiaoru, carefully igniting the fluffy paper ball in her hand, and then holding the fire source to try to ignite some of the crop stalks and dry branches she didn’t know where she found, and her legs were numb with fright. .

　　 Four-star lazy donkey rolls!

　　 Regardless of what to say, Wu Hao made a decisive decision and used the most proficient trick with a scream, only to roll out the little flame that she had just risen.

　　 "What are you doing?" Guo Xiaoru said angrily, but Wu Hao just returned her tired but relieved smile.

　　 Wu Hao breathed a sigh of relief. He couldn't help but secretly rejoice. Fortunately, Mongolian sweat medicine was not strong enough. He woke up early, or the fruit was unimaginable.

　　 He is about to explode on the spot in a daze, spiraling into the sky!

　　 Seeing Guo Xiaoru looking at him with a neuropathic gaze, Wu Hao suddenly felt that ignorance is really a kind of happiness sometimes.