Lin Hao's eyes faintly swept over Niu San and others, and suddenly scared Niu San and others to the point of being shivering. Niu San kowtowed wildly: "Bao, Baao, Niu San is confused, Niu San deserves to die, Uncle Lin is just an ordinary world soldier. He was taken on the ship by the young master and a slaughter. He was a slaughter. How could he refine medicine? Baao, please spare your life..." "Come on, I ask you, are there any living ink beasts on your Wu family's ship?

I mean, except for those that your young master just caught, such as the low-level ink beasts raised on the boat in order to keep the meat fresh?"

Lin Hao looked at the group of people with a little expectation. He was eager to find a black beast, even if it was not of grade. He wanted to try the beast-control law he had just obtained.

For him, the beast-control law had almost no consumption, but only a little mental power was lost.

Last night, he slept more than half an hour ago before he woke up. He was full of energy and could just call a few dancers to dance together. What could that little bit of animal control cost?

Unfortunately, when he heard his question, several deacons looked at each other and finally kowtowed to Lin Hao helplessly: "Go back to Mr. Lin, except for the ink beasts that the young master and elders just caught, there is no more on the ship. The ink beasts and other things will eat the origin of the world every day, otherwise it will disappear in just three days. However, the ink beasts cannot be fed on this magic ship. Even those caught by the young master and elders will definitely slaughter them all tonight, leaving behind useful ink capsules, ink cores, ink bones, other materials and meat foods. The rest must be thrown off the ship..." Lin Hao nodded. Ink cores are the so-called beast cores, and ink bones are other bones such as the spine of the ink beast. These bones can be used as refining materials, but they need to be specially preserved with magic weapons. Otherwise, after a certain period of time, they will automatically disappear and disappear.

"So, forget it, you guys go back."

"Uncle Lin, do you want to call a few beautiful girls to come and help Mr. Lin entertain him?"

Niu San suddenly raised his head and said with a flattering face.

"What to help?"

"This... Niu Sanguan, Uncle Lin, came out of the lady so late today, and the lady... there is nothing unusual about it. Uncle Lin, don't you need to find a few beautiful girls to defeat the fire?"

Lin Hao twitched his lips, raised his hand and threw the teacup in his hand towards Niu San: "Go to your uncle, who said I went to find your lady for that kind of thing? Are you bastards full of all the messy things? When you see Bai's arms, you think of Bai's thighs, and when you hear Bai's thighs, you think of Yunyu?

Get out of here, don't bother me..." "By the way, I have seen your lady?

Why don't I know?

Come on, Niu Laosan, tell me, why do I know your lady?"

"This... Mr. Lin spares your life!"

Niu San suddenly looked panicked. Fortunately, the cup Lin Hao threw was not tea, it was just an empty cup. It would be better to scratch it when he hit him. He hurriedly kowtow to the ground. However, these servants had already learned the ability to kowtow and beg for mercy. Only the sound of kowtowing was banging, but he could not see even a trace of dust on his forehead.

Lin Hao raised his eyebrows and glanced at him: "Send a vow."

Niu San did not dare to hesitate, and immediately raised his hand to the sky, swearing with his soul, and never dared to tell the matter between Lin Hao and the lady. He had no idea about the matter between Lin Hao and Wu Yuanyuan, and he didn't know at all! The deacons behind him also swear, pitiful and did not dare to disobey Lin Hao's even a little order.

After they finished making swearing one by one, Lin Hao waved his hand and signaled them to get out.

He was not worried that these people would tell them about these things, mainly because he was too bored now, so he just used these guys for entertainment.

After all these people left and sat in the empty room, especially looking at the room, which was decorated by Wu Yuanyuan, but at the same time, it was not lacking in some warmth. Lin Hao couldn't help but think of the girl who was practicing martial arts hard and sensing the spiritual energy last night.

"I should not let her practice spiritual energy, so as not to let her feel that I have become like her brother and only know how to let her practice."

Lin Hao got up from the stool and walked to the wall. There was a painting hanging on the wall, which was brightly colored. It was obviously just recently that the painting was painted. The painting depicted a man with one leg hanging outside the railing, one leg bent and stepped on the railing, and his hand holding the wine pot was casually placed on his knees. At the same time, the man raised his head slightly, smiled at the corner of his mouth, looking at the night sky with both chic and freedom.

A side portrait.

The painting can only be said to be similar to him, because the person in this painting is obviously much more handsome than him, with a clear edge on his face, and it looks more like his original true face.

"If this little girl hadn't seen my true face at any time, she would have had that perfect plot. She has beautiful faces for people who are closer... But, in her eyes, is I so carefree and easy?"

Lin Hao smacked his lips. In this painting, he changed into a dress. He was no longer a slap in a robe, but a black and white ink-splashing robe. He sat on the railing, carrying wine, like a young and successful handsome young man.

"I'm actually looking forward to seeing her again in the evening... Oh no, I'm guiding her to practice."

Lin Hao pursed his lips and turned around to sit on the bed. I don’t know if it was because he lifted someone’s quilt last night and applied medicine to him with his own hands, or when he was sensing the spiritual energy last night, he sat aside and quietly admired him for three hours. At this moment, he actually felt like he was living like a year.

"If I knew the law of time, it would be so good."

Lin Hao shook his head, shook his heart's distracting thoughts, and sat cross-legged on the bed. He is now unable to practice martial arts. Even if he only uses the spiritual energy a little, he will feel a numbness from the meridians and dantian. If he increases his strength a little, he will suffer from severe pain like tearing.

In other words, no matter how he heals his wounds or swallows pills, it is useless. He can only wait for it to heal itself.

This may be the disadvantage of having gained deeper recognition in this world and gaining a new power of law.

If he has received full recognition from the painting world, will he become unable to practice with spiritual energy and need to change the source water?
Chapter completed!