You blow, you keep blowing! I see how you can continue to blow with your bullshit?
"To put it so lightly, it's like you refined this vat of royal ointment."
Madam Mo believed that with Su Luo's appearance and temperament, she was definitely of extraordinary origin, but if Su Luo could refine an imperial ointment... At her age, Madam Mo said that even if she was killed, she would not
believe.
Su Luo smiled faintly: "Of course I refined these imperial-level ointments, how could anyone else do it? But when it comes to efficacy, the half-step god-level ointments are several times more effective than the emperor-level ones. It's a pity.
I don’t have much left, otherwise what I’ll give you is half-step god-level ointment.”
How could Mrs. Mo believe it? She waved her hands hurriedly: "Okay, okay, little girl, stop bragging. Anyway, everyone of us will believe you if you brag."
As she spoke, Mrs. Mo's eyes fell on the jar of royal ointment again. This glance made her eyes hurt and she was severely shocked again.
Mrs. Mo said: "The imperial ointment here is enough. The Mo clan owes you such a great kindness. When the time comes, the ancient notes will be handed over to you. Even if the clan leader asks, he will have nothing to say."
The lives of the entire clan are compared with a broken notebook that cannot be read. As long as there is no brain damage, everyone knows what choice to make.
Su Luo breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Mrs. Mo, who was initially wary of her, was finally convinced.
Mrs. Mo asked the nun beside her to quickly distribute the ointment.
While Mrs. Mo looked at Su Luo, she thought to herself, which family is this girl from? How could such a big gesture come from a super big family, right?
Su Luo knew what Mrs. Mo was struggling with in her heart, but she didn't say a word and just walked side by side with her calmly.
Mrs. Mo finally couldn't help it: "Girl, you are..."
Su Luo raised her right index finger and made a shushing gesture to Madam Mo: "It's better that Madam Mo doesn't know, after all, when the time comes when the leader of the Mo clan asks..."
"Yes, yes, you are absolutely right. It would be best if I didn't know anything and was forced by you to get that ancient notebook." Mrs. Mo took out a dagger from nowhere and handed it to Su Luo:
"Come on, let's do the whole show. Put the dagger at my throat. Hurry up."
Su Luo: "..."
In the sky ahead, Nangong Liuyun and the figure of the man in black were fighting fiercely!
The fists of both sides blasted out, and where the shock waves collided, the space emitted a burst of violent fluctuations and distortions. Countless shock waves were rebounded and radiated in all directions with the collision as the center. For a time, the air waves rolled and the clouds were overturned!
Mrs. Mo's heart skipped a beat when she saw it. She covered her chest and kept praying in her heart. She turned to Su Luo and said, "Your husband must not lose, otherwise even if I give you the ancient notebook, you won't be able to keep it."
."
Su Luo was still very confident in Nangong Liuyun. She just smiled lightly: "We can talk about other things when it's really in my hands."
Back in Mojia Village, due to a moment of negligence, the ancient notebook that he almost got was snatched away under his nose. Su Luo would never allow this to happen again.
While Su Luo and Madam Mo were talking, they had already arrived under a tower.
Mrs. Mo pointed at Su Luo and said, "That notebook is on the tower. Come on, I will take you to get it now."