"Little master, this ......" Hiding the shock in his heart, Twilight looked at the porcelain vase on the table with a little calmness, wanting to ask but didn't know how to speak.

Murong Qifeng's eyes were slightly raised, and the corners of his lips hooked up a smile: "A fire stirred up a little uncomfortable, so I refined a little spiritual liquid." ”

Even if he had some expectations in his heart, but when he heard the little master admit it himself, Twilight still took a hard breath, and he could still refine the medicine if he was not in a good mood?

Didn't ordinary people say that when you are in a bad mood, it is best not to refine medicine? Otherwise, how much refining is wasted! Why does this sentence have no effect on his own little master!

Twilight looked at Murong Qi with a look of disbelief as if he were looking at a monster.

Looking at Twilight Huang's slightly twitching face, Murong Qi hid the smile on her lips and looked at him with a playful smile, this is the effect she wanted.

Otherwise, this wood will still be stunned! At least if you can twitch, then it's not all facial paralysis, and there is salvation!

"I see that you and Twilight Xuan are both a little injured today, and I'm embarrassed to tell me, give! One bottle per person, and the chaotic breath will be calmed down after drinking! ”

Murong Qi, who had a light tone, had already noticed the abnormality of the two people's breaths, and she didn't want to escape her divine sense if she was in a radius of several miles, let alone the two of them who were close at hand.

I didn't say it outside the villa before because it couldn't be alchemy, and she had a lot of concerns at that time, and now that she has let go, there is no need to hide it anymore.

Seeing Twilight Huang standing motionless on the side, Murong Qi urged: "Hurry! After drinking it, another bottle was sent to Twilight! ”

After waiting for a while, looking at the wood in front of him that had longing in his eyes but was still motionless, Murong Qi was a little angry, and stuffed the two porcelain bottles into his hands, and then forcefully pushed the piece of wood out of the house.

"Bang!" The door closed with a bang, and the world was finally quiet!

It's not that Dusk Huang is noisy, it's just that he is too wooden, you say it for a long time, he says a word, which makes people very annoyed, but there is nowhere to go.

I have to say, the stupid wood is quite heavy, and after pushing it for a short distance, sweat is oozing from the forehead, alas! It's really more tiring than alchemy!

After settling the matter between Dui Xuan and Dui Huang, Murong Qi sat down cross-legged, although she now had second-grade spiritual power, her breath was still a little unstable, and she didn't want to calm it down with medicinal liquid, after all, her level was too low, and she didn't need to take medicine yet.

As for the first three levels of spiritual power, it is best to rely on one's own strength to overcome the adverse reactions during cultivation, otherwise it will cause spiritual power to stagnate in the future.

This consequence was not something Murong Qi could bear, so she did her best to calm down.

Time was in a hurry, a few days passed, and in one day, Murong Qi practiced half a day, refined pills for half a day, day after day, and the days were extremely fulfilling.

And infected by Murong Qi, Chunhua's guy also moved books such as alchemy to her room, when Murong Qi was refining pills, Chunhua always looked at it with his eyes on the side, his eyes were full of envy, and sometimes he would even hold a small notebook, holding a slender pen, and looking serious as if he was recording something.

Occasionally, Murong Qi would also take a glance to see what this little girl had memorized, and take a look, which was roughly the steps when refining the medicine and fusing the medicinal liquid during alchemy.

Of course, Chunhua sometimes asked Murong Qi some questions appropriately, and after getting answers from his own young lady one by one, he had a satisfied expression on his face.

In her previous life, Murong Qi was known as a little genius of alchemy on Lingyun Island, and many pills could be improved in her hands, which could not only increase the rate of becoming a pill, but also improve the grade of the pill.

Sometimes, Murong Qi would share his experience with Chunhua one by one, which benefited Chunhua, a layman.

Chunhua's worship of her own young lady is like the surging river! She didn't expect that after half a month, her own young lady could not only cultivate but also alchemy, and in the face of her own questions, the young lady always answered patiently.

The arrogance of the rumored alchemist! She suddenly wanted to say, who else!!

Who else! can have the patience, tolerance, and kindness of her young lady, anyway, all kinds of praise words can't describe the good of young lady.

Miss is a god-like existence in her heart!

Chunhua feels that as long as she can watch Miss Alchemy from the sidelines, it is the happiest thing!

The day after the fire, the reconstruction of Lingyun Villa was also underway, and the fire that night fortunately did not cause too many casualties, only a few servants did not escape and died in the fire.

Murong Qi's life, Du Xuan, left some more consolation money for the family he left, and she was helpless about such misfortune, and the matter was over.

On this continent, the lives of ordinary people are like mustard, and Murong Qi, who realized this, was a little powerless when he sympathized.

The thinking of the people on the mainland has long been deeply ingrained, and if you want to change it, it will not be done in a day.

After Murong Qi stayed in the mountains for three days, he returned to Lingyun Villa, except for the scenery outside the village, the village was already in ruins, and the charred black soil revealed what had happened.

I heard that Du Xuan said that he found several corpses in the woods not far from the villa, he had identified them, and they were not familiar people, but they were dressed in black, and there was no way to know whether they were secret guards or people in black, and after so many days, Nangong Chen and his party have not heard from them so far.

Originally, Murong Qi also planned to give a part of the refined clear spirit liquid to Nangong Chen, after all, he received a lot of silver from him, but he didn't find it, so he had to give up.

It's just that she found that this time, Twilight Xuan's hot gaze made her a little confused, and that look of wanting to speak made Murong Qi want to laugh a little.

Helplessly: "Twilight, do you still have something to say?" ”

"Back to the little master, after Dui Xuan drank that bottle of clear spirit liquid, he actually advanced, and at this time I want to ask the little master, but is there more?" As she spoke, Twilight's face flushed slightly.

twisted her appearance, like a shy big girl, which made Murong Qi's body chill.

Murong Qi was full of black lines, and if she wanted medicine, she would say directly, what was it like like this, her whole person was a little bad.

took out three bottles of Qingling liquid from the ring and stuffed them directly into Twilight Xuan's arms, Twilight Xuan hurriedly caught it, but saw the little master's jade hand rubbing it vigorously on the hem of his clothes, and ran away with an unnatural face.

Is he disgusted by the little master? But why? Twilight doesn't know why.

At this time, Twilight appeared out of nowhere, staring straight at him, and said a word for a long time, just when Twilight thought he was convulsing again, Twilight's lips opened slightly: "Disgusting! ”

After saying that, a dodge left.

After a while, Dusk Xuan came back to his senses, and jumped to his feet in anger on the spot: "Yellow! You bastard! Who do you say is disgusting! You give me back! I'm going to beat you! ”

Listening to the sound in the distance, Twilight's stiff expression turned into a smile.

If Murong Qi was on the side at this time, he would definitely shout magically.