Chapter 100: Thirst
The ancestor is the wife of the Emperor Xuanyuan in the ancient flood and famine.
However, the ancestor was mediocre in appearance, and he never gave up in his youth, but after all, he could not withstand the prosperity of the beauties after the emperor set the world.
The ancestor is an infatuated woman.
Even though her husband's heart is no longer in her, when her husband went on an expedition, in order to ensure his victory in this battle, the ancestor jumped off the magma in the center of the earth, sacrificed his sword with his body, and cast a divine soldier.
This stone, the whole body of amethyst transparent, the texture is smooth, and in the name of the ancestor, you know its preciousness.
Such a Qiankun ring, if there are no thousands of silver beads, it will definitely not be able to take it down!
And an ordinary Qiankun bag is only the price of fifty silver beads.
When Mo Yan saw that her eyes were shining, she knew that she liked this little gift very much, and wanted to rub her hairy little head, but when she thought of her actual situation, she still held back.
From the first time he met her, he noticed her eyes.
Very light color, like white jade and glass.
is obviously such a good-looking eye, but the eyes are unwavering, like a storm, the sky collapses and can't change a little. Desireless, wantless.
She can easily give away the peerless divine weapon, and the precious elixir can be put anywhere, but he hurt her, but she didn't care, and even enlightened him in turn.
At the bottom of Mo Yan's heart, a strange thought suddenly rose - I hope to see desire and desire in the eyes of this little thing.
Probably a little perverted.
But he couldn't control himself.
She has a thirst, so that he can satisfy her, and can give her what she wants.
"Thank you."
Zi Qianmo didn't know what Mo Yan was thinking at the moment, an idea was injected into the Purple Ancestor Qiankun Ring, and all the precious elixirs in that place were incorporated into the space of the Qiankun Ring.
With this thing, it's much more convenient for her.
Mo Yan frowned, his eyes were slightly gloomy: "Maomao, you don't have to say thank you to me." ”
She was polite to him, and inexplicably felt uncomfortable.
Zi Qianmo's body stiffened, and his ears automatically filtered out the shameful nickname of "Mao Mao". Attentively took out the tail bamboo leaves, fairy grass, and mandarin flowers, and then mixed them with cotton jade sand, and began to make wound medicine.
Tail bamboo leaves have the effect of reducing swelling and relieving pain, fairy grass and silk mandarin flowers, for the soul has a tonic effect, and the cotton jade sand is to go to injuries and contusions.
The reason why she wanted to use fairy grass and silk mandarin flowers was because she had forcibly fallen into a dream and slapped to death the demon faceless man with one claw, because all the characters in Mo Yan's dream were woven with his consciousness and soul power, and smashing to death and tearing apart the demon faceless man was equivalent to hurting part of Mo Yan's soul.
He may not feel it now, but if he is not treated in time, he is afraid that he will have sequelae in the future.
Zi Qianmo prepared the ointment, jumped on Mo Yan's shoulder, leaned next to his neck, and rubbed the medicine on him personally, his little paws dipped in light-colored ointment, and applied it to the purple and green scars on his neck in circles, with gentle and professional movements.
Mo Yan only felt a coolness, and the burning pain in his neck dissipated a little, especially the injured throat and vocal cords, which were obviously much more comfortable.
He was shocked.
The little one's medicine is so effective!
Even the Medicine King Pavilion under the Tianyan Chamber of Commerce, the gold medal special effect drugs sold in it can't receive such an immediate effect!
"You still know how to heal?"
"This demon is good at healing." Zi Qianmo replied truthfully.
Healing is Bai Ze's nature.
It was from the moment she was born that the Heavenly Dao gave her the ability.