Chapter 107

Swallowing the pill, Mo Qingge looks at him expectantly, expecting his pill to work.

In the 25th Century, qingpo pill was developed by her to treat asthenia. However, in the northern underworld, the method of refining qingpo pill is different from that in the 25th Century.

Although Xuanwen bracelet has been able to remind the refining steps, she also strictly followed the steps, but after all, it was the first time, and she was somewhat uneasy.

This is the only one plant that can only succeed, not fail!

Jiang Yuan and Mrs. Jiang are also on the side, staring at Jiang Mu Chu, not knowing how nervous they are.

Qingpo pill was gradually refined in Jiang Mu Chu's body. He obviously felt that his limbs began to recover their strength, and the mysterious force in his body, which had been shackled for many years, seemed to be slowly released.

This kind of feeling is like the big stones piled up in the chest, burst out in an instant, happy and relaxed.

"Qingge, I..." when I opened my eyes, Jiang Mu Chu was surprised, "I feel much better!"

"Chuer!"

As soon as Mrs. Jiang's eyes brightened, she immediately grasped Jiang's hand and felt ecstatic.

"Don't get excited." Mo Qingge motioned him to sit down for a while, "if you take qingpo pill, your illness is basically cured. However, if you are ill for three years, if you want to recover your constitution, you can't over practice three years ago. You need to continue to recuperate for about half a month. I will continue to give you acupuncture for the next half a month!"

"Good." Jiang Mu Chu nodded, ecstatic, which is not excited.

In the past three years, he has lived a miserable life, and now he has a chance to be reborn!

All this is given to him by Qingge.

"Qingge, thank you!" Jiang Mu was excited at the beginning of the morning and gave her a big hug.

Mo Qingge lips slightly Yang: "do not thank me, I also take people's money, just for people."

"No matter what, you are my nobleman!" Jiang Mu thought that this time, he could take part in the competition!

"Come on Jiang Yuan is also excited to say, "reward!"

"Yes

Mo Qingge smiles and is not polite at all: "the gold that the city Lord promised before is one million Liang, and the XuanZhen stone is one thousand yuan. I don't know if it can be taken seriously now?"

She was originally aiming at the one thousand XuanZhen stones. Although she has a good relationship with Jiang Mu Chu, XuanZhen stones are also indispensable!

Jiang Yuan's face, suddenly black a point, obviously some heartache.

So many resources and money, equivalent to more than half of the assets of the snow area, think about it or some heartache.

Mo Qingge didn't notice his face. Instead, he said, "I don't need this million taels of gold. Give me a thousand XuanZhen stones first."

She is an alchemist. If you take any pill to auction, it will be more than 100000 taels of gold, so she has no interest in money at all.

What she needs most now is XuanZhen stone!

"How can we do that?" Who knows, Jiang Yuan is a very forthright tone, "since you said 100 taels of gold, you can't have less than one or two, but there isn't much gold and XuanZhen stones in the snow city Lord's house. Many of them are in the branch leaders. Would you mind waiting for two more days?"

"Good." Mo Qingge also didn't think much, agreed to come down, "anyway, I still want to give little city Lord Shi needle half a month, grace a few days also no harm."

These days, she talks to Jiang Mu Chu very well. When she gives him needles, he often chats with Mo Qingge. Mo Qingge tells Jiang Mu Chu about her brother.

One comes and two goes. They talk about everything. They are friends.

Although Mo Qingge doesn't like the snow area very much, he has a good impression of Jiang muchu.

"Thank you for your time, girl." Jiangyuan is also hospitable.

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West Garden of Yunhua hall.

Gu, wearing a white robe of brocade color, sat on his seat and brushed his sleeves carelessly.

The next second, silver flash, a hairy white rabbit appeared in place, instantly into a human shape.

"Lord, do you call me?" Yunran raised her eyes and saw that it was their master, so she asked carefully.

"Well."

Gu Mian Mo leaned lazily on the concubine's couch. His slender white finger bone was holding the tea cup, and he took a light peck. It seemed that he was careless.

Yunran thought that the more tense and critical the moment, the more indifferent the LORD was.

So now, what's wrong with the demon clan?

So, Yunran asked nervously: "Lord, is there any change in Beihai, or is Yunchen not good at handling affairs and failing to quell the southern famine? Or... "

The more she spoke, the more nervous she became. She began to talk incoherently.

Gu Mian Mo slightly glanced at her and thought, what is she talking about?

"Lord, speak quickly. Yunran is dying of anxiety." Yunran began to worry and asked.

Gu Mo looked into her eyes for a moment and asked seriously, "little girl, what do you like in general?"

"What?"

In a word, Yunran nearly showed his original shape.

"I ask you, what do you girls like in general?" Gu Mian Mo calmly repeated this sentence.

"Keke..." Yunran was flattered. "Lord... Why do you ask me this?"

She thought that the Lord summoned her from afar, it must be the turmoil of the world, what war happened to the demon clan.

Unexpectedly, the Lord only asked her such an unimportant word.

He asked, what is this for? No, it's impossible. How could the Lord like a rabbit!

"Answer

Gu Mian Mo shows a trace of impatience, doesn't want to explain, and thinks she talks too much nonsense.

"Let me see, let me see." Yunran's heart beat so hard that he tried his best to search for information in his mind

"Little girls, generally prefer... Romance."

It's a tough answer.

Gu Mian's slender phalanx tapped on the table and said, "I seem to remember that you wrote some love stories..."

These, he also is before listen to cloud Mo to mention.

"I..." at the mention of this, Yunran's face blushed, "it's all graffiti."

"Well, show it to me."

"Ah?" Yunran suddenly frowned, "Lord, it's all made up by subordinates. That kind of bloody and boring plot can't get into your eyes!"

Maybe before the Lord finished reading it, he would feel hot eyes, and then doubt what kind of dog blood was in her rabbit head.

"No harm." Gu mianmo's attitude remains unchanged.

Yunran wants to cry without tears, so he has to take out the love story book he once wrote from Chujie and submit it to him: "Lord, just look at it casually. Don't take it to heart. It's just bullshit!"