Chapter 8 Forging tendons and washing the marrow

"Ahh

Streams of black dirt poured out of her pores, but in an instant, her skin seemed to be covered in a layer of mud.

This thing is helping her forge her muscles and marrow!

I don't know how long it took, but the room finally fell silent.

Mu Jiuge was like a puddle of mud, slumped on top of the soft collapse, but his eyes were bright.

The fierce light around the bloodstone in the sea of knowledge was gone, and a milky white mysterious streamer was surging quietly around.

"Creation of the Heavenly Gods ......"

Looking inside, the ancient characters left on the bloodstone could be seen, and Mu Jiuge suddenly realized.

If she guessed correctly, it was the "meteor" that crashed her helicopter, and it was the same thing that brought her here.

But what the hell is it?

Mu Jiuge reached out and touched his face, and his hands were black and dirty like ink.

She got up, washed her face with water, and then grabbed the mirror, and when she saw the face in the mirror, she was slightly stunned, "This ......"

It is a delicate face that cannot be described by any beautiful words in the world!

The willow eyebrows that are bent like a spring breeze cut, the sparkling Danfeng eyes, the pretty nose, the cherry red lips, the skin can be broken by blowing, like a shelled egg.

There are beauties, looking forward to the city.

Ice is the skin, jade is the bone, spring is the demeanor, and autumn is the posture, which is probably what it says.

But what surprised Mu Jiuge was not the side, wasn't this her own face?

It's just that it's still relatively immature, and it's not as sharp as before.

Even the faint beauty mole on the lower lip is accurately copied there, adding a touch of enchanting posture to this cold eyebrow, like a young phoenix reborn from the fire.

"It's kind of interesting...... Mu Jiuge caressed this face, his red lips slightly raised.

After a moment's thought, she picked up the rouge from the dresser and smeared it on her face.

When I looked at it again, the peerless face was no longer there, and it returned to the previous "ghost face", which was hideous and scary.

"Before things are figured out, it's better to put this face on the face first." Mu Jiuge looked left and right, and smiled with satisfaction, the most important thing is that he can save a lot of things.

Others only know that Mu Jiuge fell off the rockery by herself, broke her face and disfigured herself, but she didn't know that she was poisoned at all, otherwise, how could the old marquis use up the elixir and couldn't dilute the scars on her face?

Unless the poison attached to her wounds is removed, she will never heal.

Originally, it was not difficult for Mu Jiuge to detoxify this poison, but that thing helped her clear it and saved some trouble.

But who is so ruthless that he will do such a poisonous thing to a child who has been abolished, so that she can't raise her head at all?

No matter who it is, she will find out, there is a debtor and a debtor, and someone must bear this account!

Mu Jiuge's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly.

She urgently needs some spirit stones and elixirs to improve her cultivation now.

No matter where you are, fists are the last word!

Her strength is now only enough to deal with some small shrimps, and if she has reached the third order, she will have a hard time coping with it, not to mention the terrifying existence like a man above her, she is definitely a top powerhouse.

Thankfully, he didn't have any thoughts about her......

Otherwise, she really didn't dare to guarantee that she would have her life left.

"There it is." Mu Jiuge's eyes lit up, "The old man seems to have sent a lot of good things with him......"

Mu Dingfeng was hard-mouthed, but in the end, he still couldn't bear to suffer from the baby pimple, but that group of minions deceived and deceived them, relying on Mu Jiuge's stupidity and dullness, and swallowed it all into his pocket!