He extended his right wrist.
"Why don't you bleed? Just treat it as a gift I prepared. "
"No need," Xiao ran refused.
To be honest.
Yang Ping 'an's current dragon blood didn't have much effect on him. With a true dragon at the level of an old ancestor like patriarch darknorth, a drop of dragon blood was enough to beat him up.
"I have one." Qing 'er suddenly spoke.
He took out an Azure Jade bottle and passed it over.
"This is the ten thousand year water milk spiritual liquid. There are fifty drops in total. Each drop has a powerful healing and spiritual energy recovery effect. Although it can't be compared with the treasure you gave us, it's just a little token of our appreciation. You can't refuse it."
"Call him brother Xiao!" Yang Ping 'an reminded.
"Brother Xiao!" Qing 'er was very obedient.
This guy's ability to coax women was definitely one of a kind.