My identity as an ancient celestial master was exposed by yearning

Peng Yuchang asked in surprise.

"What special feeling?"

Xiao Chen asked back.

"According to the novel, it should be called as deep as the sea..."

Peng Yuchang said seriously.

"Ha ha ha ha......."

Xiao Chen couldn't help raising his head and laughing.

At this moment, Huang Lei came over with a bowl of ginseng soup.

"Master, it's ready."

"Ah."

Xiao Chen took it, rinsed his mouth, and then spat on the ground.

"Fuck!"

Huang Lei couldn't help but swear.

He Jiong and the others were also dumbfounded.

Good guy!

Gargle with millennium ginseng soup!

What kind of behavior is this? !

The audience in the live broadcast room also brushed up the barrage.

It means that the old man is rioting.

Xiao Chen didn't take it seriously, the essence of ginseng had already been absorbed by him.

What's in the bowl is just some residual medicinal power.

"You all drink."

Xiao Chen raised his bowl towards them.

"Oh!"

Everyone rushed into the kitchen and each poured a bowl.

Without saying a word, Peng Yuchang poured a whole bowl of ginseng soup into his mouth.

A few minutes later, two lines of blood came out of his nose.

Even the residual medicinal power of thousand-year-old ginseng cannot be tolerated by ordinary people.

After the four of them finished drinking, they all felt hot and unbearable, and their faces were covered with sweat.

"Old man! This thousand-year-old ginseng is too powerful!"

Huang Lei said excitedly while wiping his sweat.

Xiao Chen smiled and shook his head upon hearing this.

If he hadn't absorbed the essence of the thousand-year-old ginseng.

I'm afraid these people will be sent directly to the hospital.

Chapter 28

After another half an hour, everyone gradually recovered.

At this time, they were refreshed and felt that they had endless strength.

Peng Yuchang ran to the yard and chopped wood, swinging the ax vigorously with every stroke.

"Peng Peng looks like a bull now!"

He Jiong couldn't help laughing.

"By the way, old man, what's in your other box? Could it be herbs?"

Huang Lei asked suddenly.

Hearing what he said, everyone's eyes also shifted to another box.

The audience in the live broadcast room is also looking forward to it.

I feel that the old man must come up with something extraordinary.

"It's nothing, it's just something given by some friends, and I keep it as a souvenir."

Xiao Chen still had a calm expression.

"Friends? Father, your friends must not be ordinary people, right?"

Huang Lei remembered what happened last night, and his heart was pounding.

"I don't know if they are ordinary people, but most of them have already been buried."

Xiao Chen said with emotion.

"Grandpa, don't be too sad."

Zhang Zifeng held his hand sensiblely.

"Little girl."

Xiao Chen's heart warmed, he looked at her and said:

"Go and see if there is anything you like, and take whatever you want."

"No... no way!"

Zhang Zifeng waved his hands in fright.

She remembered the things Xiao Chen took out yesterday.

Those are priceless treasures.