Ma Hao didn't make a sound, and continued to smash Tang Mingqiong's window with a small stone.

Although he knew that Tang Mingqiong had retained the Demon Venerable's divine sense, Ma Haohao had never experienced such an illusory thing as divine consciousness.

How wide is the scope of Tang Mingqiong's divine sense? Did he know that someone had infiltrated his yard, and did he know that it was her who had come?

Ma Hao said it well when he was fighting each other with the system, but in fact, he didn't know the bottom of his heart. In order to ensure that nothing goes wrong, I had to use a local method to lure the male protagonist out of the door.

……

Tang Mingqiong in the house saw Mahao's every move clearly.

The eldest lady of the dignified Luo family actually did the act of stealing chickens and dogs, and lurked in his yard in the middle of the night, what was the idea?

Didn't you snub her a few days ago, and wanted to have a private meeting with herself on a whim?

She thought of him as some random person!

Tang Mingqiong sat cross-legged on the bed, stopped practicing and observed Ma Hao.

The enemy is in the light and I am in the dark, so he will wait and see what tricks Luo Qingyu wants to play.

……

Tang Mingqiong obviously asked out loud, but he didn't come to open the door for a long time, and Ma Hao waited anxiously in the bushes.

She looked around irritably, and her eyes fell on the two small stones that had been thrown, and she thought that this should be the problem.

The male protagonist is a generation of demons, and he was scared by two small pebbles to open the door, and he really didn't want to lose face.

Or...... She tried a big one?

Seeing that there was still no reaction in the house, Ma Hao let it go, simply lifted the big stone at his feet, held it high above his head with both hands, and smashed it towards Tang Mingqiong's door, almost smashing the door out of a hole with a "clang".

“……”

“……”

The sound of falling stones echoed in the courtyard for a few seconds, and the sound of unhurried footsteps finally sounded in the house.

Ma retracted into the bushes with good movements.

Tang Mingqiong opened the door, with a cold expression on his face, and if he looked closely, he would find that there was still something in his eyes that could not be hidden.

The night was too dark, and Yi Ma's eyesight during the Qi training period naturally couldn't see Tang Mingqiong's subtle expression.

She only heard Tang Mingqiong open her mouth vigilantly: "Come out, I know who you are, stop pretending to be a ghost!" ”

With a light veil on his right leg, he can vaguely see stains of blood, and he limps when he opens the door, expressing "the actor's self-cultivation".

If he hadn't known in advance that these were all illusions he cast, I was afraid that even Ma Hao and the system would have been deceived by him.

Actor, sure enough, no matter what era he is, he is an actor!

Ma Hao was in Tang Mingqiong's heart at the moment when he opened the door.

Of course, the reason for the worry was not his "injured" leg, but-

The night is too dark, and the male protagonist opens the door and kicks the elixir away......

Ma was so shocked, she felt that something was wrong when she put the bottle just now.

Something is placed on the edge of the threshold.,It's weird that the male owner can see it at a glance!

But that's not right...... Didn't you say that Tang Mingqiong's divine sense was outstanding, and he could still kick the medicine bottle without killing when he opened the door, and his divine sense turned out to be such a weak thing?

[Ma Haohao: Xiao Shou, do you say that the male protagonist is blind? 】

[System: The male protagonist you wrote, ask yourself to go ( ̄ー ̄)! 】

[Ma Haohao: Well, this may be the legendary darkness under the lamp. 】

[System: Can you pull the host down...... In the following opinion, the male protagonist is deliberate (¬_¬)]

[Ma Haohao: It doesn't look like it, you see that his expression is confused, as if he didn't notice that he kicked something at all. 】

[System: Host, don't forget that this is an actor! ] 】

[Hemp is good: ......]

What Xiao Shou said also makes sense, the male protagonist even played a broken leg so really, and it is not a piece of cake to play the small scene of kicking and overturning the bottle.

I'm not afraid of 10,000, I'm afraid of what if.

What if?

What if he really didn't mean it?

Ma Hao didn't want to take this risk, so after thinking about it, he had to search around his feet, took another stone, and threw it in the direction of the medicine bottle, trying to attract the attention of the male protagonist.

Tang Mingqiong couldn't bear to look directly at it, this time he didn't even need his divine sense, he could see Luo Qingyu hiding behind the grass with a sweep of the courtyard.

The face is still the same face, but the arrogance of the past has been replaced by obscenity at this moment.

She sneakily counted the stones on the ground, picking up this piece was not suitable, and picking up that piece was too small, for fear that others would not find her, and made a rustling sound......

After finally finding a piece of the right size, her eyes lit up, and she threw it into a corner several meters away from the medicine bottle.

"......" Tang Mingqiong suspected that Luo Qingyu was here to make fun.

Is there such an unobtrusive lurk?!

I can't bear to look at it directly, I can't bear to look at it directly, Demon Venerable has never seen any winds and waves in these years.

Therefore, he only froze for a moment, and then pretended not to see anything, pretending that he was really interested in the medicine bottle.

It was a dark cyan porcelain vase, Tang Mingqiong had checked it when she kicked it down before, and there was nothing wrong with the bottle itself.

He hesitated for a while, but decided to see what kind of medicine was sold in Luo Qingyu's gourd, so he walked to the side of the medicine bottle in a few steps, bent down and picked it up and opened it.

A strong medicinal fragrance came to the face in an instant.

Tang Mingqiong could conclude that the grade of this pill was at least above the middle grade.

He thought about it, took out the pill in the bottle and put it in the palm of his hand, and after confirming it a few times, he had to accept the facts.

…… This turned out to be the most useless bone renewing pill!

Tang Mingqiong didn't know what expression he should put on: "......"

When he smelled the medicinal fragrance, he was still wondering where Luo Qingyu got the medium-grade elixir. Although the spirit pill in the last sect is not enough, it is still difficult to find a medicine for a second-rate family like the Luo family.

But this medium-grade elixir is a bone continuation pill......

For immortal cultivators who have healing exercises in their bodies, this bone renewal pill is like a chicken rib, that is, only mortals who have not cultivated will enshrine it as a treasure.

Refining this elixir to a medium-grade or above, Tang Mingqiong wondered if the person refining the pill had a brain disease?

Ma Hao saw that the male protagonist was silent about the elixir worth 300 points, and he was inevitably uneasy in his heart.

[Ma Haohao: Xiaoshou, what do you say the male protagonist is thinking? ] Will he know I put it? 】

[System: How do you know below? Host, didn't you say that the male protagonist knew that it was something you put in a sweep of his senses? →_→】

[Ma Haohao: Metaphysics is unreliable, didn't you see that the male protagonist didn't even see the bottle just now? ] As good young people of socialism, we must believe in science. 】

[System: EXM, host?] You've all worn the Immortal Cultivation Text, and you're still following the science below? (“▔□▔)】

Ma Hao Hao and the system are entangled in the problem of "science is not scientific", and Tang Mingqiong doesn't know when he has included the Bone Renewal Pill in his sleeve.

He raised his voice in the direction of Ma Hao and said, "This fellow Daoist, since he has given the elixir, why should he hide his head and show his tail and refuse to come forward?" ”

Ma Hao met the male protagonist's gaze in the dark, and for a moment felt that he had been completely exposed.

She thought for a moment, took out the small notebook she carried with her, tore off a piece of paper, wrote a few strokes on it, crumpled it into a paper ball, and threw it out.