That's right, Murong Feixue has been busy since she recovered the ability of the nine-tailed cat. Finally, when she had time to transform back into her original cat form, she found that there was a (only?) silly humanoid cat creature on the side who was imitating her actions.
Move!
Fuxi reluctantly picked up his hand from his feet, turned his body, and a small gray bottle fell out of his pocket.
"What is this?" Murong Feixue picked up the bottle and looked at it curiously. Fuxi had collected all his things very carefully. How could he be so careless and just turn over and fall out?
Fuxi glanced at it and said nonchalantly: "This is the Soul-Forgetting Pill made by Obasan."
"Obasan?" Murong Feixue frowned and asked in confusion: "Why do you have Obasan's elixir?"
After hearing Murong Feixue's question, Fuxi remembered that for Murong Feixue, Obasan was still the good palace master who wanted to accept her as his disciple and help her out of trouble, so he told the whole story in detail.
Murong Feixue told it once.
"So that's it..." Murong Feixue looked at the small bottle in his hand thoughtfully, and sighed: "I still owe him three conditions, and it seems I have no chance to pay him back."
Fuxi put his arms around Murong Feixue's shoulders: "The reason why he helped you is to use your body and soul to refine the Loli Pillar. You don't need to feel too apologetic."
Murong Feixue thought about it for a while, then suddenly waved the Soul-Forgetting Pill in front of Fuxi: "In this case, I will accept this Soul-Forgetting Pill, lest you accidentally throw it here and there.
Who ate it!"
Fuxi raised his eyebrows and said, "You can accept it as you wish. Whatever the wife wants, I will naturally give it to my husband."
"Who is your wife!" Murong Feixue kicked Fuxi hard.
When Fuxi finally changed from his crazy state to his normal state, it was almost dark, and Mo Zishang slowly woke up under Shennong's medicine and golden needles.
"Brother! You're finally awake!" Murong Feixue shouted excitedly to Mo Zishang. If it weren't for the fact that Mo Zishang had just woken up, Murong Feixue might have come towards Mo Zishang in his current state of excitement.
Crazy horse roaring and shaking!
Mo Zishang had just woken up and was still a little confused. When he saw Murong Feixue's face suddenly returned to the scene at that time, he asked nervously: "Junior sister, are you okay? Vice President Ning..."
"It's okay." Murong Feixue was very touched. Mo Zishang blocked it for him. When he woke up, the first thing he thought about was himself: "Senior brother, Ning Bo is dead. It's okay now."
"That's good." Mo Zishang seemed to be aware of his gaffe. After a while, he also discovered that he was still injured. He must have been safe so he could have time to heal.
Murong Feixue handed a cup of tea to Mo Zishang, sat aside and asked, "Senior brother, why did you suddenly appear in the holy realm?"
Hearing this, Mo Zishang lowered his head and held the teacup: "That day, you fed me the mist grass, presumably because you didn't want me to get involved in your affairs, but I was ordered by my teacher to protect you, so I couldn't be so hasty.
After I woke up, I found that my cultivation level had reached another level, so I hurriedly inquired about your news and rushed towards the Holy Land."
Murong Feixue recalled the reason for using the mist grass at that time, and said with a slightly embarrassed expression: "It was really a last resort to drug our senior brother at that time."
"It's okay." Mo Zishang's expression was indifferent, and there was no clue: "As soon as I arrived outside the sanctuary, I saw Deputy Ning... Ning Bo swung his dagger towards you, and I didn't want to lose it anymore.
The teacher asked me to save you."
That's right, Murong Feixue has been busy since she recovered the ability of the nine-tailed cat. Finally, when she had time to transform back into her original cat form, she found that there was a (only?) silly humanoid cat creature on the side who was imitating her actions.
Move!
Fuxi reluctantly picked up his hand from his feet, turned his body, and a small gray bottle fell out of his pocket.
"What is this?" Murong Feixue picked up the bottle and looked at it curiously. Fuxi had collected all his things very carefully. How could he be so careless and just turn over and fall out?
Fuxi glanced at it and said nonchalantly: "This is the Soul-Forgetting Pill made by Obasan."
"Obasan?" Murong Feixue frowned and asked in confusion: "Why do you have Obasan's elixir?"
After hearing Murong Feixue's question, Fuxi remembered that for Murong Feixue, Obasan was still the good palace master who wanted to accept her as his disciple and help her out of trouble, so he told the whole story in detail.
Murong Feixue told it once.
"So that's it..." Murong Feixue looked at the small bottle in his hand thoughtfully, and sighed: "I still owe him three conditions, and it seems I have no chance to pay him back."
Fuxi put his arms around Murong Feixue's shoulders: "The reason why he helped you is to use your body and soul to refine the Loli Pillar. You don't need to feel too apologetic."
Murong Feixue thought about it for a while, then suddenly waved the Soul-Forgetting Pill in front of Fuxi: "In this case, I will accept this Soul-Forgetting Pill, lest you accidentally throw it here and there.
Who ate it!"
Fuxi raised his eyebrows and said, "You can accept it as you wish. Whatever the wife wants, I will naturally give it to my husband."
"Who is your wife!" Murong Feixue kicked Fuxi hard.
When Fuxi finally changed from his crazy state to his normal state, it was almost dark, and Mo Zishang slowly woke up under Shennong's medicine and golden needles.
"Brother! You're finally awake!" Murong Feixue shouted excitedly to Mo Zishang. If it weren't for the fact that Mo Zishang had just woken up, Murong Feixue might have come towards Mo Zishang in his current state of excitement.
Crazy horse roaring and shaking!
Mo Zishang had just woken up and was still a little confused. When he saw Murong Feixue's face suddenly returned to the scene at that time, he asked nervously: "Junior sister, are you okay? Vice President Ning..."
"It's okay." Murong Feixue was very touched. Mo Zishang blocked it for him. When he woke up, the first thing he thought about was himself: "Senior brother, Ning Bo is dead. It's okay now."
"That's good." Mo Zishang seemed to be aware of his gaffe. After a while, he also discovered that he was still injured. He must have been safe so he could have time to heal.
Murong Feixue handed a cup of tea to Mo Zishang, sat aside and asked, "Senior brother, why did you suddenly appear in the holy realm?"
Hearing this, Mo Zishang lowered his head and held the teacup: "That day, you fed me the mist grass, presumably because you didn't want me to get involved in your affairs, but I was ordered by my teacher to protect you, so I couldn't be so hasty.
After I woke up, I found that my cultivation level had reached another level, so I hurriedly inquired about your news and rushed towards the Holy Land."
Murong Feixue recalled the reason for using the mist grass at that time, and said with a slightly embarrassed expression: "It was really a last resort to drug our senior brother at that time."
"It's okay." Mo Zishang's expression was indifferent, and there was no clue: "As soon as I arrived outside the sanctuary, I saw Deputy Ning... Ning Bo swung his dagger towards you, and I didn't want to lose it anymore.
