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The petals picked in the morning of the first month of the lunar month, after nine suns and nine steaming, are then medicated into the flower tea.

If a mortal who cultivates can take a sip, he will be able to withstand at least twenty years of spiritual power cultivation.

And he knew that Feng Yan only had five flowers in his hands.

So he ...... now?

So sacrificing?

Lan Qingfeng was not polite to him.

Maybe he'll cry when he comes.

He would have to negotiate some interest with him first.

He had just picked up the jade carved teacup in his hand, ready to taste it.

Unexpectedly, a gust of wind, his fingers were unsteady, and the cup flew out of his fingers—

Under the blue sky.

Hu Tianba was wearing a yellow robe, standing in front of the altar decently, facing the east and lighting three sandalwood sticks and inserting them in the rice bowl.

I saw that he held the peachwood sword in his right hand, stretched out the index finger and middle finger of his left hand and put it to his mouth to bite it, and then slashed the blood of the two fingers from the end of the peachwood sword hilt to the tip of the sword.

With a wave of the peachwood sword in his right hand, he glued to the talisman on the altar table full of characters that he couldn't understand, chanting a certain mantra, and after a line of skillful movements, the peachwood sword in his hand shot out a strong light-

The strong light shot directly at the Burning Demon Ding at the feet of 'Mo Lingqin'.

Inside this Burning Demon Ding, there are wooden branches specially used to burn monsters.

And what shot out of Hu Tianba's sword was the demonic power that he used to obstruct his eyes.

Regardless of whether 'Mo Lingqin' is a human or a demon, as long as he is burned by this fire, he will be turned into ashes.

Even if she has some ability, she will definitely not escape.

What's more, Hu Tianba knew that she was simply an ordinary person with spiritual power waste.

Scold...

If you want to blame her, you can only blame her for breaking his good deeds, and her life should be like this!

Hu Tianba waved his sleeves, leaned his hands naturally behind his waist, and strode back to the elegant seat in the canopy and sat down.

Mo Gongjin, who was still under the high platform just now, was already standing in the canopy at this moment, and beside him was sitting a young woman wearing a red tulle dress.

She is Mo Qianrong, the one-year-old sister of Xiao Mo Lingqin.

It turned out that back then, Mo Gongjin went out to fight outside the customs, passed through the blood domain and was in distress, but was rescued by Hu Xiangli.

At that time, he was in an awkward position to be injured, but Hu Xiangli didn't mind, thinking that in front of the doctor, there was no difference between men and women.

And in the process of this treatment, it is not a matter of one day or two.

Hu Xiangli took care of him for two months.

Mo Gongjin is a bloody man again, and she is soft and fragrant.

The beauty treats his injuries on him every day, how can he be unreasonable.

So the two got along.

After the illness was cured, Mo Gongjin promised her that he would come to marry after she returned.

At that time, he didn't know Hu Xiangli's identity at all, he only knew that she lived in Rongcheng, but he didn't see her mention her family.

Later, after returning to China, the Liu family gave birth to Mo Lingqin, and Emperor Hua summoned him to train the harem guards on various matters, all kinds of trivial matters piled together, and he actually forgot about Cheng Ruohu Xiangli.

One day six years later, she suddenly came to the General's Mansion with her five-year-old daughter.

said that Rongcheng was flooded and her home was destroyed, so she had to bring her daughter to him.

However, Mo Gongjin felt indebted to her, thinking that since she was pregnant with her own flesh and blood, he would have to treat her well.

Besides, at that time, Mo Lingqin missed the spiritual power test because she accidentally fell into the water, so she gave it to Mo Qianrong, who knew that she was Huai Shi Puyu, and she was born with a seventh-order spiritual power.

Of course, it was too late for him to be happy.

And after Mo Lingqin was found to be a spiritual waste material, he was even more painful to Mo Qianrong's daughter like a baby who was afraid of falling and afraid of her mouth.

Even the emperor was kind to her, and once hinted that when she was in harmony, she could be the choice of the crown princess.

And now, she is slim and elegant, and the words grace and luxury are everywhere between her feet.

His Mo Gongjin's daughter can definitely bear it!