Qi Yan just walked on the front foot, and the back foot of the flower fat mist lifted the futon, and the little wild cat-like grunt jumped out all of a sudden, wiped his sweat, the heat on his face dissipated, and he slipped out of the door as if he was nothing.

"This big fool, big fool, dare to tease the old lady!"

……

What fever?

It's all pretended by her.

The unstable aura is pulsating in the body, and as long as you work hard, you can fake this appearance of fever, even if you can't measure your pulse.

If you don't play a little clever, can Qi Yan leave so quickly?

The flower fat mist increased its strength and rushed towards the direction of the alchemy room.

Looking up, it was getting late.

With a snowy galaxy on the top, the wind is cold and the air is clear, and in the middle of the night, there is almost no one else in the Xianmen except for a few messenger teams who are keeping vigil.

I wanted to rush to the medicine field after cooking dinner, but who knew that there was such a fork in the middle?

In addition, the recurrence of frost poison may be related to the Vientiane.

It stands to reason that a little frost poison is just an ordinary person, and it should be recovered, but she has residual frost poison in her body.

Coupled with the cultivation of the Vientiane Body, it seems that the good and the bad are magnified together, and even the frost poison has become powerful.

This time, she began to secretly realize that her understanding of the Vientiane Body was too weak.

The flower butter mist thought as he ran, and when he came to the medicine field, it was already late.

Fifty acres of land is empty, but the green spiritual grass in the day is now lying on the ground in frustration, withered and yellow, and the quality of the medicinal field has decreased significantly.

Not only that, but there is also the water source in the ridge, which was blocked by someone with stones, and the purple-black sewage is bubbling in the soil, and it seems that someone has done something to this place.

And it's big hands!

At this moment, even the matter of being seen by Qi Yan was forgotten.

The flower butter mist was hoarse, and stood on the ridge in a daze, not knowing what to do.

After a while, he squatted down and stroked the dying spirit grass, and there was a pain in his eyes: "You actually made such a ruthless poisonous hand!" ”

Spirit grass is also alive.

Alas, a bunch of poor little ones.

Having said that, now is not the time to cherish the spirit grass, tomorrow is the last day of the evaluation, do you have to fall short at this juncture?

No, absolutely not.

There must be some way to bring the spirit grass of the medicine field back to life!

The pill is specialized in the world, and I don't believe that anything can stump her.

It's just that the time is too tight, and before dawn, the medicine field must be restored to normal, which is also too difficult.

Poison spreads with a drop.

Detoxification is not so easy.

Even if you know the medical theory of herbs, you can't match such a large dose of antidote for a while!

"That guy in Canaan, this time he wants to completely kill me, hmph, I won't fulfill your wish. However, can this medicinal field really be cured overnight? Anyway, try it first! ”

After thinking about it, she opened the Qiankun ring and released the little cabbage essence.

At this time, the fields in the Qiankun Ring have been well organized, and the boring little cabbage essence has begun to play games with squirrels.

"This time, it's up to you. Go for it, little cabbage! ”

The ruby ring flashed red, and a small round rumbling thing jumped out of it and landed on the medicine field, disappearing in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, the flower fat mist clearly saw the little cabbage rushing into the medicine field, stretching out his arms and feet, looking ready to do a big job.

"Good."

She turned and walked towards the alchemy room.

I'm afraid it's not enough to rely on the strength of the little cabbage essence alone.

In order to ensure that nothing goes wrong, the resin mist plans to refine some potions that improve the quality of the medicine field and pour it into the field, at least to revive these dying spirit grasses first.