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She really wants to tell herself, her brother will be fine, isn't it all written in the novel? The protagonist always has to be different from others, there are always some benefits in the crisis, my brother is such a genius, it must be the protagonist's life, and he will definitely return safely with luck on his shoulders!

But she obviously wanted to laugh, but the tears in the corners of her eyes couldn't stop flowing, how many self-proclaimed protagonists had fallen on this continent, how dare she expect her brother to get that one-ten-thousandth miracle?

Wen Mo looked at the full moon full of stars with teary eyes, but it seemed that a piece was missing in his heart. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Brother, I swear this is the last time I cry, tomorrow is a new day, a new year. I'll work with yours. Grandpa and I will be fine when you come back," she muttered to herself, trying to keep the smile on her lips.

She knows that her talent is not as good as her brother's, and she can even be said to be clumsy, but she believes that hard work pays off, even if she can't become a powerful alchemist, there is always a way to become a pharmacist or even an alchemist.

She wants to inherit the Wen family's medicine workshop, and she can't let the Wen family break the inheritance.

Following.

Wimmer got up early to clean up.

It's the first New Year without my brother, and I want to cheer up my grandfather no matter what.

Wen Mo took out the snacks that he had prepared long ago from the cabinet, which was used to entertain the guests for the New Year.

Although the things prepared were not as rich as in previous years, after all, most of the yuan coins in the family were taken by my grandfather to inquire about my brother's news, but with the help of Aunt Wang, I also tried my best to prepare as much as possible.

But after a long time, no one came, and Grandpa didn't get up yet. The Xuanhuang Continent does not have the custom of not being allowed to clean up on the first day of the new year. Therefore, Wen Mo decided to clean up the medicine cabinet to see what medicine was missing, and then go to the town to make up for it in a few days.

"Ground curtains, Aoki clothes...... Snow Lotus ...... "Wen Mo proofread them one by one.

Although she has no talent for refining medicine, she has a good memory, and she has memorized most of the medicinal materials since she was a child, so she proofreads it very quickly, and after a while, she is almost ready to proofread.

"Most of the herbs are still there, but the rhino horn and withered tail flowers are running out, so we have to go to the town to buy some. Immer muttered as he touched the cabinet with only one rhinoceros horn.

"Ahh

Wimmer looked at the blood on his fingers, but instead of stopping the bleeding, he stared blankly at the wound.

In the past, if she was injured, if her brother was there, he must have bandaged her in extreme distress. She will be coquettish for a long time, and she will not stop until her brother makes many promises.

But now that she is injured, no one will feel so sorry for her anymore, and no one will bandage her wounds anymore.

Wen Mo thought, and tears seemed to flow from his eyes again.

She tilted her head slightly, the corners of her mouth tried to rise, and she forced her tears back, muttering, "Last night was the last time I cried, and I will do what I say." ”

She looked at her fingers for a long time and pressed the wound, but there was no tendency to stop the bleeding, and she couldn't help but think: Could it be that I am sick and my platelets are no longer working?

Since she was reborn in the Xuanhuang Continent, she has found that the healing ability of people here is generally very good, like a small wound scratched by a sharp object, even if there is no need to stop the bleeding, it will stop the bleeding and scar by itself after a few breaths.

She guessed that it should be that the air in the Xuanhuang Continent contained a wealth of Yuan power, which made people's physical fitness better.

Although not everyone is able to have the talent to become a mage or a martial artist and learn to use the Yuan Force. But the ubiquitous Yuan Force nourishes people's bodies all the time, so even ordinary people here are relatively strong and have a much longer lifespan, and it is not uncommon to live to be a hundred years old.

And those who practice martial arts or spiritual cultivation, even if they have the lowest level of strength, can live to be about one hundred and fifty years old.

Immer continued his wandering, forgetting for a moment that he should stop the bleeding first.

"Drip ~ Sims repair reached one percent, and the reboot was successful...... Zizi ......"

Knowing that a voice suddenly sounded, she woke up and couldn't help but look around, "Who's talking?"

Then she was a little surprised, how could this voice be so similar to the mechanical voice of modern society, could it be the legendary golden finger?

She jumped up excitedly, it was said in the novel that the system can help cultivation, you can learn all kinds of cultivation-related knowledge, and you can also exchange a lot of cultivation things, and even exchange them for anti-heaven items that change qualifications, reverse time and space, and bring the dead back to life.

Does that mean that she can also change her qualifications, cultivate, learn alchemy, and fulfill her grandfather's dream......? You can save your brother!

Wen Mo's cheeks flushed and his breath became rapid at the thought of this. For her, the temptation of the last item is greater than that of the others. She can not cultivate, but she can't live without her brother.

Then, she couldn't help but hold her breath. But time passed minute by minute, and until Wang Xiaolian came to pay New Year's greetings, she didn't hear any sound.

She squatted down, covered her face and laughed silently, she still thought that she had any benefits for crossing over? I didn't expect that she had just fantasized about it! It seems that she has been under a lot of pressure lately.

"Sister Momo, I'm Xiaolian~I'm here to pay New Year's greetings~" Before seeing her, she heard her voice first, Wang Xiaolian was still outside the door, and the voice went into the house.

Wen Mo hurriedly stood up, straightened his clothes, patted his face again, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and whispered: "Wen Mo, cheer up, the Wen family is still waiting for you to revivenation! Even if you don't have a golden finger, you can do it! Believe in yourself!"

"Sister Momo, what are you doing?" Wang Xiaolian came in and saw Wen Mo slapping her face, and a different color flashed in her eyes.

"It's nothing, I woke up a little early this morning, and I didn't wake up a little bit. Wen Mo smiled brightly, revealing snow-white teeth.

"Oh~"

The first day of the new year was spent in the New Year's greetings, except for the absence of his brother Wen Qian, except for the pity that flashed faintly in everyone's eyes, everything seemed to be the same as in previous years.

In the evening, after closing the wooden door of the shop, Wen Mo dragged his tired body back to the room.

She rubbed her stiff smile and poured herself a glass of water, only to see a man standing behind her. Her fingers trembled, and all the water in the cup spilled, remembering the grandfather who lived next door, and it took her a lot of effort to restrain herself from screaming.

She looked at the young man in front of her in a daze, and was so shocked that she couldn't help but pick up the kettle and hold it to her chest as a weapon.

Man, where did you come from, why is it in my room?

She suddenly thought of the sound she had heard during the day, put down the kettle in surprise, and turned around the young man three times to the left and three times to the right, with a happy face.

But after looking at it for a long time, the man did not say a word, and did not even blink his eyes. Suspicious, she couldn't help but reach out and poke the man's face, muttering to herself, "Is this an illusion?"