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1644. Incomparably black goods 1

Qu Tan'er glanced outside the house, turned back and asked curiously: "Chengcheng, what do you think Yifeng has against him?"

"Haha!" Mo Liancheng smiled heartily and said mysteriously: "No matter what the grievances are, anyway, look at the way he gritted his teeth, the person who suffered the loss will definitely not be Yifeng."

"Indeed..."

That immortal monster is also a shady person, an extremely shady person!

Qu Tan'er had already labeled Mo Yifeng this way.

The black guy used her reputation to give the Qu clan a hard blow.

Then, it lasted for many days.

Molian City is in seclusion.

It’s not about any reason, it’s all about alchemy.

The elixirs collected from Huang Xuan's body, as well as the elixirs taken from the killer organization Hell last time, as well as the elixirs from the Jiuxiao Tower, etc., together with Qin Ling, worked hard to refine some high-grade elixirs.

Mo Liancheng came personally to prepare the elixirs, but Qinling was responsible for some simple ones that more than 90% of the time Qinling would not fail.

Master and servant, they work together day and night.

Basically, more than 90% of the elixirs have been converted into elixirs.

This huge batch of elixirs, if thrown to any place, would be enough to knock that place out.

Similarly, Mo Liancheng also ordered Zhanjia to sort out all the elixirs.

When you get out, everything will be done.

The time is already two months later.

Qu Tan'er couldn't help, so she sat on the pavilion with Xiao Mengmeng, eating snacks and making tea. Her body had recovered a lot, and she still liked to sleep occasionally. But compared to the time she woke up before,

It's very short, and it's much better now. At least, it's no problem to be awake for three or four hours a day.

She looked at the lotus pond, where beautiful lotus flowers were floating.

I couldn't help but think of the days when I was eating pink lotus root in the Eight Princes' Mansion.

Thinking back on it, I feel quite doubtful...

"Are you worried?" Qu Tan'er raised her head and had already noticed someone walking over, but he hesitated and stopped outside the pavilion.

The person coming is Zhan Bei Lie.

If you say you are not worried, it is also a lie.

Zhan Beilie stepped into the pavilion and sat down calmly, "If you can annoy me, what else can you do..."

"Chengcheng is very busy these days." Qu Tan'er naturally knew what Zhan Beili was struggling with, but she couldn't help him with this matter.

Zhan Beilie nodded: "I know."

"Okay. If you want to ask anything, you can ask."

"Last time, the young master didn't finish what he said..." He wanted to know.

"Not finished yet? In fact, Mr. Zhan knows about that matter. He asked Chengcheng not to tell you." Qu Tan'er didn't intend to hide it from Zhan Beili. Although Mr. Zhan's behavior was excusable,

But this kind of thing belongs to two people, not one person. Just because you are willing to sacrifice yourself does not mean that others will definitely accept it.

Zhan Beilie looked at Qu Tan'er with hope, "Can you tell me?"

"It's because the conditions for treatment are quite harsh." So, Qu Tan'er thought for a while, then explained the process and told Zhan Beilie the facts, "Mr. Zhan is a very good elder, you are very lucky. Sometimes... I...

I envy you, including Chengcheng." Not everyone has the blessing of having an elder who can sacrifice for himself.

Zhan Beilie was sluggish, with mist in his eyes.

I see……

He left sadly, knowing the result, and the surprise seemed reasonable.

The hazy atmosphere lingers.

Qu Tan'er also let him leave without saying a word.
Chapter completed!
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