Mo Liancheng is immersed in medicinal materials. He has been in seclusion once in the past two months, and most of his soul has recovered. At the moment, he has a ghost-faced ghost flower given by Zhan's family in his hand. He only needs to mix it with a few more medicines to take it.
You can fully recover.
It has always been difficult for the soul to recover once it is seriously injured, and it may even take a lifetime.
Mo Liancheng was able to recover most of his recovery in such a short period of time.
It's a coincidence, a blessing in disguise.
Even if Mo Liancheng returned to Xuanling and searched the entire Xuanling, he might not be able to find the two Ghost Face Ghost Flowers, and it was impossible to get two of them in such a short period of time.
At the moment, Mo Liancheng is in front of the stove, picking some medicinal materials, simply refining them, turning them into small pills, and throwing them to Tan'er beside him like candy.
It’s euphemistically called, nourishing the body.
Qu Tan'er held her cheek and looked at it with a smile.
This kind of day is very familiar.
Chengcheng was always like this when he was in Xuanling. He was making elixirs while she was in a daze.
At this time, there were footsteps outside.
Qinling Fengfenghuohuo came to see Mo Liancheng, "Master, I heard some interesting news."
"what news?"
Mo Liancheng didn't even raise his head. It was Qu Tan'er who asked this question.
Qin Ling glanced at Qu Tan'er, and he felt more and more... this mistress was very lazy. She would follow her master every day, only eating and sleeping. After sleeping, she would be in a daze, and then continue to eat and sleep. She didn't have to do anything.
You don’t have to think about it when you do it, and you don’t even see her a few times during practice.
Qin Ling coughed a few times, but when he thought of the news, his eyes still showed excitement, "There are rumors outside that Emperor Moyang deliberately threw the soul-reviving pill. Hehe, this is a big trouble, and a very difficult trouble is waiting for the Situ royal family. What do you think?
, are you happy or not?”
Qinling is most happy to see the unlucky man in the palace right now.
Mo Liancheng raised his eyebrows and finally raised his head, "How did it get spread?"
"It seems to have spread from a certain famous mercenary group." Qin Ling approached mysteriously and whispered: "I ran to ask Zhan Lao before I came, and he said... It seems that last time, he wrote in anger
Dozens of letters were sent out from the inn, and it was obvious that one of them got through."
On weekdays, Zhanjia has a wide network of contacts, and some goods also need to be escorted by a mercenary group.
It’s not surprising to be friends with some people.
Qu Tan'er blinked, "It was just rumored, did it cause any waves?"
"No, after all, the authenticity of the news has not been confirmed."
"Then you think of ways to add more fire." Mo Liancheng suddenly said, "Blow this fire as brightly as possible."
Suddenly, Qin Ling thought of something, his handsome face looked a little ugly, and he said with a guilty conscience: "Master, I have refined many of those medicines in recent years. Do you really want to find out if they will involve the Qi'an Hall?"
"..." I have such scruples.
Mo Liancheng thought for a while and said calmly: "Within a month, you can find a way to die. How you die is up to you."
"!!!" Bang! When Qu Tan'er heard this, he was so startled that his forehead hit the table.
Did Chengcheng just talk about Shenma?
Qin Ling's eyes widened and he was very confused. Unfortunately, he was wearing an ordinary mask and couldn't see his expression clearly. "Master, I don't understand yet."
"Qi'antang, if Qinling dies and the boss is changed, who will think that Qi'antang is the mastermind behind it?" Mo Liancheng explained to the two of them calmly.