The box is very ordinary and unremarkable.

The third elder was stunned for a moment, then glanced at the steward in black next to him, who hurriedly stepped forward to take the box.

"Haha, madam, you're welcome.

Our city of Wushuang has always been famous for its medical skills. Hanging a pot to help the world is our duty, and it should be like this."

As he said that, the third elder immediately turned his attention to the masked man next to him.

The man is very tall, and even though he is sitting in the position now, he can still see that he has a tall and straight figure.

"Sir, may I ask if there is something wrong with your body?"

The man said nothing.

The woman next to him answered: "I'm sorry, my husband doesn't like to talk. The third elder should just check his pulse."

"Uh... That's fine."

**

At night, in the guest room of a back house in Wushuang City, after the two maids were screened away, Mo Fengwu turned her eyes and focused on the elixir on the table.

This elixir was sent by the third elder after taking the man's pulse. It was golden in color, about the size of a fingernail, and had a faint glow.

"It's so generous. It's a middle-grade elixir right away... It's a pity that it's at the bottom."

Pills, like magic weapons, are also divided into different levels.

Levels one to three are low-grade, levels four to six are medium-grade, and levels above seven are high-grade.

And the one in front of me, although it can be called a middle-grade elixir, is the lowest fourth level among the middle-grade elixirs.

These three elders are really careful and do not engage in loss-making transactions.

As Mo Fengwu said this, he picked up the elixir casually, sniffed it gently on the tip of his nose, and then gently twisted it with his fingers.

"Besides, this thing seems to be of no use to you. It won't kill you if you eat it, and it won't save you."

With that said, Mo Fengwu casually threw the elixir onto the table again, turned back to the inner room, and changed into a black dress.

The man who had been sitting silently could not help but glance at her and said:

"It's too early."

"It's a bit early, but I'm pressed for time and there's nothing I can do about it."

It was just after dark, so it was indeed not the best time to explore Wushuang City. However, since Zhao Xueyan had arranged for someone to be at Qianshuiji beforehand, it meant that she had already expected that she would come.

It's okay that Qiancheng is not in Wushuang City. If he is really in Wushuang City, Zhao Xueyan will never let him go.

Therefore, we can no longer wait any longer and must act as soon as possible to find Qiancheng.

Thinking of this, Mo Fengwu swayed and left the room without waiting for the man to speak again.

**

The Wushuang City at night lacks the majesty of the day. Against the backdrop of the surrounding mountains and towering ancient trees, there is instead an invisible terror.

Like a terrible monster, entrenched in the mountains and forests, it is ferocious and frightening.

At this time, a black shadow silently passed through the courtyards in the city, and then came to the back hall of Wushuang City.

The back hall is large and simply decorated.

But Mo Fengwu felt something was wrong inexplicably.

At that moment, Mo Fengwu couldn't help but squint her eyes and look at it carefully... and then after a moment, her eyes fell on a bookshelf in the corner.

The bookshelf is very ordinary, with a few books scattered here and there, which seems fine at first glance, but there is an invisible sense of dissonance in the entire empty back hall.

Mo Fengwu walked over, then raised her hand and touched it lightly... No problem!

How can it be?

Mo Fengwu suddenly frowned, and at this moment, he heard a familiar voice suddenly coming from his ears.

"Step aside."

Mo Fengwu was stunned for a moment, and then before turning around, she saw a big hand with distinct joints suddenly reaching out from behind...
Chapter completed!