Cold questioning.

An unkind look.

An angry breath.

Even Jia Shengnan and Jia Suxin noticed it and looked at Li Dazhu. They also wanted to know where Li Dazhu came from the thing that Yang Yuechan revered as the holy elixir.

Jia Shengnan was just curious.

But Jia Suxin had another level of thoughts.

"How did you get it? You made it yourself."

Li Dazhu said it very easily.

Yang Yuechan's eyes trembled, and she scolded sternly, "Did you practice it yourself? You're talking nonsense!"

No answer.

Li Dazhu just silently took out another one and placed it on the coffee table.

The three women were stunned.

Then...another one.

Next...the third one.

Yang Yuechan was speechless. She originally wanted to accuse Li Dazhu of stealing, but as far as she knew, she didn't even have the three holy pills in her family.

He wanted to accuse Li Dazhu of counterfeiting, but Jia Shengnan, a living medical miracle, stood nearby.

What else can be said.

Say hello!

In addition to being shocked, I can only continue to be shocked and speechless.

but.

It's not over yet.

Li Dazhu took out the fourth and fifth ones.

On the coffee table, they were arranged in a row.

The five blood spirit pills and the noble holy elixir in the wooden box complement each other and are very interesting.

Later.

I saw Li Dazhu casually pulling off a slender bamboo strip on a bamboo mat, and then...

What is he doing?!

Are you crazy?!

Oh my god!

The three women watched in horror as Li Dazhu strung together five blood pills.

“Easy to eat.”

After Li Dazhu finished speaking, he bit down on one like a candied haws and started chewing, "It's crunchy and the chicken doesn't have...a hawthorn taste."

Just chewing it like this, it's quite like Uncle Ge's magnanimity and sense of humor when eating cucumbers.

The shock in Jia Suxin's eyes gradually turned into admiration and appreciation. She knew that Li Dazhu was slapping Yang Yuechan in the face.

However, there was no harshness, no abuse, no taunting, and no use of hands or feet.

Very clever.

Very humorous.

Very personable.

really.

Yang Yuechan began to tremble all over, and her face, which was already as cold as ice, was now pale with anger.

Such a person appeared out of nowhere and actually took the sacred objects of our sect as a string!

For hundreds of years, many people have regarded it as a precious healing medicine.

In this person’s opinion, it’s the same thing as candied haws!

How not to be angry?!

humiliation.

Embarrassing.

Angry and hateful.

Unexpectedly, Jia Shengnan even made up for it and said bluntly to Jia Suxin, "Sister, he gave it to me and it really tasted like hawthorn."

Li Dazhu is a very particular person. He always considers texture and taste when making medicines.

Dazhudan, the sacred male enhancement pill that saved Ma Xiangdong's family, was made into tangerine peel flavor.

Xueling Pills had a bloody smell and had a bad taste. Li Dazhu simply added hawthorn to solve this problem perfectly.

That’s a point!

"Clang!"

Yang Yuechan lost her balance and fell directly to the ground.

Jia Suxin and Jia Shengnan quickly went to help.

But Yang Yuechan refused, "I...I'm a little unsteady on my feet, I...I want to sit down for a while."

Jia Suxin knew what was going on, and there was even a smile in her heart, so she stopped forcing her and let her sit on the bamboo mat.

"Third sister! Katsuo!"

Abruptly.

Yang Yuechan's hand was trembling as she held herself up, her tone becoming more and more stubborn, her eyes fixed on Li Dazhu who was still chewing the Blood Spirit Pill.

Jia Shengnan and Jia Suxin didn't know what Yang Yuechan wanted to do, so they listened quietly.

After all, over the past many years, I have indeed spent many thrilling and difficult moments relying on the "Holy Pill", and I have also developed some feelings for Yang Yuechan.

"I have been back in Menzhong for more than a month. I hurried back yesterday because we made a major breakthrough."

"I know that you are troubled by drug addiction. Several elders in the sect are working day and night to refine the elixir."

“Finally something is done!”

Yang Yuechan finished speaking solemnly and took out a bag of tips.

She went back this time to get this thing. She is a strong-natured person, and she bears the name of a saint, but she was humiliated by a boy.

How can I bear it?!

"Prepare a candlestick and an incense tray."

Yang Yuechan said to Jia Suxin.

This statement is somewhat inappropriate.

But Jia Suxin didn't argue with her, she just called Aunt Zhang and prepared everything.

There are many secret doors in this room. Li Dazhu watched the nimble Aunt Zhang coming out of another secret door and thought to himself, even more curious about what Yang Yuechan could come up with.

Seeing Yang Yuechan staring at him, Li Dazhu felt deeply that this woman was a little strange.

Cold, arrogant, conceited, arrogant, aggressive, but also has a glass heart.

"In order to protect the reputation of our sect, countless members of the sect worked hard to create this 'Qiongdan'. The elders found that it has a very good effect on treating addiction to inner demons."

Yang Yuechan's words were naturally addressed to Jia Shengnan and Jia Suxin, but she still stared at Li Dazhu.

"Have a say."

Li Dazhu suddenly spoke.

Jia Suxin and Jia Shengnan both looked at him.

"You...you just stare at me like this without blinking?" Li Dazhu wanted to ask just now, but couldn't help it.

"Oh, three years ago, I chased down a group of hooligans, more than a hundred of them, and I beat them from one end of the street to the other without blinking an eye!"

Yang Yuechan said fiercely, her round eyes actually opened wider.

"Why not?"

"What?!"

"If you don't blink, won't your eyes feel dry?"

"Is this the point?!"

Yang Yuechan wished she could rush up and bite Li Dazhu to death.
To be continued...