After the meal, the two of them went for a walk together.

Qu Tan'er followed Mo Liancheng step by step and moved around many Mo clan's territories.

She secretly memorized the route so that she wouldn't have to get lost the next time she walked.

"Sir, are you familiar with this place?"

"Yeah, very familiar."

"You weren't named Mo before, were you?"

"no."

"Then why are you always in the Mo clan?" This is very strange.

"Because..." Because of what? Mo Liancheng's eyes froze and he didn't say any more.

However, for a moment, a look of pain flashed across his face.

Qu Tan'er took the pain into her eyes.

I asked something I shouldn't have asked, ugh.

For a long time, she followed him obediently, walking forward according to the rhythm of his steps. The people of the Mo clan are very simple and have no ability to appreciate beauty - compared to the glitz and glamor of the courtyards she saw in Dongyue Kingdom.

and luxury, and the intuitive conclusion is drawn.

The buildings are mainly practical and give people a calm atmosphere, but there is no exquisiteness or luxury.

Garden? None here.

The vacant areas are either used as various training grounds or planted with fruits, vegetables, herbs, etc. Those flowers and plants that are ornamental but have no practical value are rarely seen. Occasionally, one or two pots are seen and thrown away.

It's in a corner, and it's not very noticeable. If you ask carefully, it still has some effects, such as repelling mosquitoes.

The people here live really fucking down-to-earth lives.

Qu Tan'er sighed... Or maybe, this is life, and those who live life seriously.

"Sir, was your last name Lian before?" She still wanted to know more about him.

However, the people who asked were not very reliable.

Mo Yifeng, say a few words and leave a few.

Qin Xiaosen, that guy, asked the east, but he was able to lead the west.

It was all nonsense, and he couldn't say a few words about what she wanted to know for a long time.

So, she decided to ask a few questions by herself occasionally.

Mo Liancheng walked slowly, "My surname is not Lian."

"What's your last name?"

"No surname..."

"Um?" No last name?

"I am an orphan. I was raised by monsters in the forest when I was a child. Later, my master went to collect medicine and accidentally saw me and took me back. He taught me how to speak, read, and learn medicine..." Mo

Liancheng talked about those very long memories.

Qu Tan'er listened gently.

I felt a little sad in my heart after hearing this... Sure enough, behind a strong person, there must be one or two inhuman experiences.

In the afternoon, Qu Tan'er accompanied Mo Liancheng to the pharmacy to make elixirs.

This time, he unexpectedly allowed her to stay inside.

At the beginning, she stared at Mo Liancheng's alchemy with curiosity. The complicated process dazzled her.

About two hours later.

Mo Liancheng failed twice, and finally succeeded the third time.

He made a golden pill and threw it at Qu Tan'er.

She caught it a little hurriedly, and asked with a confused face: "Sir, do you want me to help you collect it?"

"Eat it."

"Uh?" What do you mean? Do you want her to try the medicine?

Wow, that's not the case. No wonder he was so kind to let her in, "Sir, is it okay to eat this? Will it cause diarrhea or death?"

At this time, Mo Liancheng pulled his eyes away from the herbs and glanced at her, "You can't kill anyone."

"..." She hesitated for a moment, but she still put the medicine in her mouth and took it.

I felt uneasy for a while, but then I felt relieved when I found that my body had not changed much.

For everything, if there is one, there are two.
Chapter completed!