Ying Yi's face was serious, with a little indescribable excitement in his heart, "Lord, there is news from the Golden Silk Fairy Grass!" ”

"Huh? Where is it? Yun Xiyao's eyes were bright, and her cold eyebrows instantly warmed. It's a life-saving herb.

Last time, Yun Xiyao used the golden silk fairy grass to refine a little medicinal liquid, which stabilized the strange poison in Nangong Rui's body, and in the battle of Xishan, Yun Xiyao fell off the cliff, Nangong Rui lost his mind, and the strange poison rushed into the seven meridians and eight veins again!

Yun Xiyao's pride was burned, and she could have been without poison for three years, but it lost its effect in less than half a month.

The strange poison on Nangong Rui's body is like a time bomb that may explode at any time, how can Yun Xiyao not be in a hurry? Time is pressing, and I haven't found a suitable treatment, so I can only suppress one or two temporarily.

The Golden Silk Fairy Grass, known as the desert elixir, comes from the desert as the name suggests, and it is for this reason that Yun Xiyao will come together this time.

Anyway, you still have to try your luck, if you don't have it here, I'm afraid it's even harder to say anywhere else.

The emperor lived up to his wishes, and after waiting for so long, there was finally news.

Ying Yi slowly spit out four words: "Heavenly Burial Desert!" ”

Yun Xiyao raised her eyebrows, huh? Celestial Burial Desert? Looks like we're going to have to go through it anyway.

Wang Sen and Nangong Piaoxue glanced at each other, and there was deep helplessness written in their eyes.

This time, I'm afraid that even if I say it, I won't be able to stop the queen from going to the Heavenly Burial Desert.

Niangniang has a deep love for the emperor and runs around for his illness. No more worries all the time.

Ying Yi looked solemn and nodded helplessly: "Niangniang, my subordinates were originally tracking the traces of Mo Feimo, and there was news from the desert that some herdsmen entered the desert and saw the golden silk fairy grass, according to the herdsmen's reaction, Yunxi's one also came from there." ”

Golden Silk Fairy Grass is a rare medicinal herb, the growth conditions are extremely harsh, after maturity, the whole herb exudes a golden light, however, the medicinal effect can only last for ten days, after which it will gradually wither.

It's a treasure that you can't find.

Picking the golden silk fairy grass has to be sealed with a special medicinal solution, and even then, it will not exceed a month.

The corners of Yun Xiyao's mouth hooked up with an evil smile, and she slowly got up, her eyes flickered, and she glanced at the shadow: "So the Heavenly Burial Desert is outside Lin City?" ”

"Yes, sis!"

"Niangniang, the closest herdsmen gathering place to the Heavenly Burial Desert is in Lincheng." Wang Sen interjected on the side.

Yun Xiyao clasped her hands around her chest, her thoughts wandering.

Mo Feimo, that guy was heading towards the second district of Lincheng at the beginning, could it be that he got the news of the Qilin Jade Fu? Could it be that he also knows about the jade talisman?

As for the Golden Silk Fairy Grass, it is only used to suppress toxins, and for other purposes, Mo Feimo should not be interested.

In any case, he was trying to find these two things before he could get to Murphy.

"Niangniang, it is said that the Heavenly Burial Desert is more than a hundred miles away from Lincheng, and there is no water source nearby, so Lincheng is just a place to stay. There are also scattered herders, and there are about 3,000 migrants a year. Wang Sen still knows a little about the situation in South Vietnam.

South Vietnam was nomadic and sanitary, constantly migrating according to water sources.

Yun Xiyao nodded slightly, "In that case, without further ado, prepare today, and we'll set off tomorrow morning!" ”

"Yes, sis!" Eichi hurriedly went down to prepare, time was pressing, and he needed to prepare well.

Yun Xiyao waved her hand towards Yingyi: "You also step aside for the time being, and go to the Heavenly Burial Desert with me tomorrow morning." ”

"Yes! Lord! Shadow flashed and withdrew.

Nangong Piaoxue felt like she was driven by falling out of favor, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of loss in her heart, it's over, this time she was disgusted by her mother, she took a deep breath, stopped talking, and retreated with Yingyi.

Yun Xiyao was about to rest, when she suddenly caught a glimpse of a small figure on the door curtain, sneaky, swaying, and a smile on the corner of her mouth: "Little guy, don't go around, come in quickly!" ”

Before the words fell, I saw Murong Lan shrink her head and open the curtain, and ran in with a smile: "Sister Yun! ”

"Huh? What's wrong? Yun Xiyao looked at it with a smile.

The little guy ran forward with a snort and handed over the things in his hand, "Sister Yun knows that you are very busy, and I didn't plan to trouble you, but those craftsmen are too stupid to install, and they broke it for me, so I feel distressed." ”

The eldest sister told Murong Lan that Sister Yun was not an ordinary guard, and her identity was more precious than her sister, and warned him not to disturb him in private. In desperation, the little guy found a job and wanted them to help him fix it, but it broke down all of a sudden, and his heart ached.

Murong Lan sniffed, forcibly forced back her tears, raised her hands high, looked at the messy things in her hands, and almost cried, "Sister Yun, look ......"

Regardless of identity, how old is the little one? My dear baby, you broke it, and I ran over in a hurry, which shows how much I love this thing.

Yun Xiyao grabbed the Cloud Sleeve Hundred Refining Lock, as well as some parts found on the city tower, looked left and right, and comforted: "Don't worry, it's just a small problem." ”

Murong Lan's eyes lit up instantly: "Really, Sister Yun? ”

"Well, it's not a problem, my sister needs infrastructure tools, by the way, where is your refining workshop? My sister will definitely fix it for you, don't worry! ”

The little guy jumped up excitedly, grabbed Yun Xiyao's hand and turned around and ran outside: "Let's go, it's not very far, it's about a quarter of an hour, I'll take you now!" ”

The moon rings like a disk, and the shallow silver glow sprinkles on the grassland, which is quiet and serene.

The royal station, bonfires are rising, and patrolling soldiers walk back and forth. The scorching smell of flames outside the refining workshop, mixed with molten iron, and the smell of flint can be smelled from afar.

"Bump-bump-"

"Bang! Syllable! ”

The sounds of all kinds of iron hammering converged.

"Meet the King!" The soldiers at the door respectfully greeted Murong Lan's arrival.

This is the place where South Vietnam forged weapons, covering an area of nearly 10,000 square meters, and almost all the bows and arrows on the battlefield came from here.

In the important place of refining, ordinary people are forbidden to enter, but Murong Lan is unimpeded.

Along the way, find an old craftsman who specializes in building weapons for the royal family.

"Your Majesty?" The old craftsman came forward with a stubbled beard, and almost cried, "Your Majesty, you ...... Why is it here again? Isn't that embarrassing me? I really can't fix this thing, and if it breaks again, what should I do? There's no way to compensate the king? ”

Not long ago, Wang Shangxing was holding a black thing, insisting that it was a powerful hidden weapon, and broke the string and asked him to fix it.

The old craftsman pondered for a long time, but the shell couldn't be opened, how to repair it?

Murong Lan was arrogant, the tip of her nose trembled, the little guy still hated the old craftsman for breaking his baby, and dragged Yun Xiyao, her face jumped, "Sister Yun, you see what tools you need, just ask him, use it casually." ”

Listening to the tone, Murong Lan is quite familiar with the old craftsman.

There are not so many rules on the grassland, and the folk customs are simple and open.

The old craftsman raised his eyes and saw the white-clothed young man beside Murong Lan, and a deep doubt flashed in his eyes......