Chapter One Hundred and Four

"Momo blackface, what's going on?"

Deng Si'er looked at the crack that had just formed, and couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of spit, so nervous that his heart began to beat uncontrollably.

Mo Lidao also stared at the crack and scolded:

"Damn it! Why at this time!? ”

"So what to do now! You mean, huh? Deng Si'er's eyes were motionless, and he didn't dare to look away, for fear that if he missed his eye, the crack would become a little longer.

"What are you talking about! Let's see if there is any change in the blue heart licorice? Mo Lidao shouted anxiously as he turned around to find the slender bamboo sticks that had been prepared.

At the moment, I can't care about that much, and I have to take advantage of the fact that the crack in the furnace has not expanded, and roll up the layer of skin condensed by the blue heart licorice as quickly as possible.

When Deng Si'er heard this, he immediately lowered his head and tilted his head, opened his eyes and looked at the still bubbling medicinal juice in the furnace, and hurriedly shouted:

"It's still bubbling! Where's the skin!? ”

Mo Lidao's hand holding the bamboo skewer could obviously be seen shaking incessantly, and the tip of the bamboo skewer was shaking more and more.

Fortunately, the crack on the furnace had no tendency to continue to expand for the time being, but the more Mo Lidao looked at it, the more he secretly regretted it.

The refining of medicine a few days ago had already burned this furnace, although that refining was because Mo Lidao was dozing off and accidentally boiled the pot full of medicinal juice, which would cause the fire to splash out. Some sun-dried herbs were burned.

Although Mo Lidao extinguished the fire in time in the end, the house was still filled with thick smoke, and it did not dissipate all day.

After that, I accidentally met Deng Si'er. After the quarrel, due to the successive rushes, Mo Lidao only cleaned the stove with burnt paste at the bottom, and forgot to moisten it with warm water.

This furnace tripod is an old tripod that has been used for hundreds of years, and it is just a matter of refining medicine and nourishing it, who knows that the negligence of that day has caused today's situation, and Mo Lidao really regrets it.

This has been refining the elixir for most of my life. In the end, there was such a stupid mistake, and now the refining of the Thousand Peerless Pill is about to be completed. There was only one step left to succeed, and Mo Lidao's heart suddenly became mixed.

"Hey! Don't have a black face, don't just stand and be stunned! Hurry up and figure it out! Deng Si'er looked at Mo Lidao and looked at the cracks on the furnace in a daze, thinking that Mo Lidao was panicked. I couldn't help shouting anxiously.

When is it? Seeing that the Thousand Peerless Pill was about to be completed. No one can give up at this moment!

Deng Si'er doesn't care, he has already put so much energy into this in the past few days, if Mo Lidao is discouraged, Deng Si'er can't agree to be killed!

"Don't have a black face! Listen, now that this cauldron has not completely shattered, we can fight for a moment, but don't give up! You have to think clearly, this is the last time you will refine the Thousand Peerless Pills! Deng Si'er shouted at Mo Lidao.

Mo Lidao heard Deng Si'er say, 'Refining the Thousand Peerless Pill for the last time'. was stimulated suddenly, and suddenly looked up at Deng Si'er. The purpose was Deng Si'er, who looked intently at the medicinal juice in the furnace.

Deng Si'er's position is narrow, just can accommodate a small person like Deng Si'er to stand, turning, squatting and other actions are very difficult to do, not to mention Deng Si'er lying on the edge of the furnace with such a large amount of half-squatting, and tilting his body to the light, looking intently at whether the medicinal juice in the furnace has signs of condensation, it must be very uncomfortable!

Mo Lidao looked at Deng Si'er in a daze, but Deng Si'er didn't care about Mo Lidao.

But at this moment, Mo Lidao's memory almost instantly returned to the last time he successfully refined the Thousand Peerless Pill.

At that time, he and his junior sister were also full of enthusiasm and yearning for the ability to refine this peerless elixir, and the heart that pursued a higher realm was like a raging flame and refused to stop.

But now? Why don't you have the courage to continue?

The memories that had been sealed for a long time poured out, but Mo Lidao's entire memories were firmly fixed on the weak smile lying in his arms after the success of refining the Thousand Peerless Pills, and at the same time, on the eve of his beloved junior sister's internal strength being exhausted and dying.

For so many years, in order to successfully refine the Thousand Peerless Pill again, in order to comfort the ashamed junior sister under Jiuquan, Mo Lidao lived in his obsession day and night, thinking that this last refining of the Thousand Peerless Pill would be able to succeed smoothly, but how did he know that God had made such a big joke with him again?

God, the last time he successfully refined the Thousand Peerless Pill, he lost the junior sister he cherished since childhood, what about this time? Is it doomed?

"Don't have a black face! It's condensed, come and see! Deng Si'er saw that the medicinal juice in the furnace was slowly condensing into a thin layer of skin from both sides to the middle, and immediately turned his head to look at Mo Lidao in surprise.

But who knew that when he turned his head and saw Mo Lidao's face full of sorrow, Deng Si'er suddenly felt bad in his heart, and hurriedly shouted at Mo Lidao:

"Listen to me, you still owe the master a thousand absolute pills! I can't give up anything! Don't give up! ”

But Mo Lidao couldn't hear Deng Si'er's words at all in a trance, and he still stood in place in a daze.

Except for the bamboo skewers in Mo Lidao's hand that were still shaking, his whole body was as if he was frozen, and his whole body exuded this kind of decadent aura.

Deng Si'er couldn't help but be even more anxious when he saw this, and he didn't know what happened to Mo Lidao, how could he become like this?!

"Don't have a black face! Don't deviate! Did you hear me?! At this point, we can't give up! Don't deviate! Deng Si'er shouted again.

But Mo Lidao was still deaf and did not react at all

Deng Si'er was anxious and breathless, and began to gasp for breath.

After a few breaths, Deng Si'er suddenly made a decision, and slapped the edge of the furnace ding, and with a dull sound from the furnace, Deng Si'er jumped out in two or three steps, standing beside Mo Lidao, and before his body was stable, he grabbed the placket on Mo Lidao's chest fiercely, and said loudly:

"I'm telling you, don't have a black face, if you want to give up, I can't control it now, but you can't stand stupidly like this and do nothing! You tell me what to do next, I'll do it! ”

Mo Lidao only regained a trace of consciousness at this time, but he still asked in a daze:

"You're coming?"

Deng Si'er nodded fiercely when he heard this, he let go of his hand, his chest was still rising and falling violently, but Deng Si'er's expression was extremely solemn.

"How did you get here?" Mo Lidao looked at Deng Si'er in confusion and muttered.

Deng Si'er's eyes closed slightly, and even when he opened them, Deng Si'er suddenly knelt heavily on the ground, looked up at Mo Lidao, and didn't say loudly until Mo Lidao saw that his eyes gradually brightened a little:

"Master, I am your disciple! If you can't do it, I'll do it! So far, I can't give up anything! (To be continued.) )