Hua Moling looked up and down at this child named Zicheng and claimed to be Furong's "beloved apprentice".

That's right, in Hua Moling's opinion, Zicheng is just a child.

It looks like he is only sixteen or seventeen years old, with a round face with baby fat, and even his height is only up to Hua Moling's shoulders, but he has always had a kind smile on his face.

This can't help but remind Hua Moling of Zhao Guang, who has been following Ye Tianyu back then, and has always had such a smiling expression.

Hua Moling asked, "It's okay if Fleur isn't there, I want to sell something and buy something from you." ”

Since Furong can rest assured that the branch of the real Furong Pavilion will be handed over to this little child who seems to be stinking and has not dried up, it means that he must still have something extraordinary, and Hua Moling will never judge people by his appearance.

Zicheng nodded, "Master explained when he left, if Madame has any orders, just mention it, and the Furong Pavilion will definitely go to the soup for Madame." ”

In fact, Hua Moling's face, or the night pond twilight who has always been inseparable around him, or the two little dolls, are very recognizable, not to mention, in the small Pingkou City, there are not many people who can have Hua Moling's bearing and cultivation.

Therefore, Hua Moling's identity is very easy to recognize.

So, according to the routine of that day, Hua Moling took out a lot of pills, and told Zi Cheng what kind of effect and what kind of effect it has.

Zi Cheng remembered them one by one, and took the lead in estimating Hua Moling according to the level of the pill, and told her the approximate income.

Hua Moling waved his hand, "The person of Furong Pavilion, I can still trust it, I still have some spirit coins on hand, and I am not in a hurry, you can help me buy some medicinal materials first, and then help me prepare a clean house, I want to refine medicine." ”

In addition to selling things when Hua Moling came to this Furong Pavilion today, of course, the most important thing was to refine the one taken from Ye Siyuan's body and give Ning Roufei the poison avoidance pill that Ning Roufei had eaten, and keep it for self-defense.

Moreover, if Ye Siyuan didn't have a poison avoidance pill on his body when he slept at night, he was afraid that he would be eaten alive by the mosquitoes in this outer land, and God knows why he was so attracted to insects.

After letting Hua Moling, Ye Chi and the two children take a rest in a room, Zi Cheng left the Furong Pavilion and went to purchase the medicinal materials that Hua Moling needed.

"That Azusa Cheng ......"

Hua Moling held a cup of tea and opened her mouth thoughtfully.

"It's a woman."

Yoike continued.

Sure enough, both of them could see that Zi Cheng was a woman dressed as a man, although from the outside, his outfit could be described as impeccable, but some small actions still made Hua Moling and Ye Chi Yu notice.

Moreover, judging from Zicheng's height, I'm afraid that she used some kind of treasure or simply made Hua Moling and Ye Chi Yu hallucinate, in short, her figure is far more than what they see.

It's just that it is unknown what kind of purpose or temptation this person who claims to be Fleur's beloved disciple has for the two of them, and for now, it is better to count the plan.

Therefore, Hua Moling and Ye Chi Yu's attitude towards Zicheng is no different from that between them and Furong before.

However, the longer the contact time, the more Hua Moling felt that Zicheng's body seemed to have a sense of oppression that made her feel familiar, but she couldn't remember where she met it for a while.

This kind of discovery made Hua Moling very annoyed, she really wanted to beat her head hard, so that her brain could cheer up, cheer up, and be of some use.

"Madam, the medicinal herbs have been bought, do you have any other instructions?"

Zi Cheng's voice was very low, and when Hua Moling asked about her voice, Zi Cheng only said that it was because he was in the period of voice change, so he had such a strange voice.

And when Hua Moling said that he could refine a pill for Zi Cheng, which would allow him to pass this stage safely and not have any impact on his voice in the future, he was politely declined by Zi Cheng.

What made Hua Moling even more shocked was that this Zi Cheng didn't even say anything about refusal, no matter how talented and intelligent he was, but in this kind of thing, there would never be such a perfect reaction.

Hua Moling's heart, because of this Zicheng, built a very solid wall of defense in an instant.

"Zicheng, I still want to buy a few messages from you."

Hua Moling let Zicheng sit down at the table on the side, and personally brought a cup of tea to Zicheng, which made Zicheng look a little panicked.

Hua Moling smiled gently, her smile was bright and harmless, "How much does Furong Pavilion know about the Netherworld Palace?" ”

Zi Cheng politely asked Hua Moling to wait for a while, and then took out a small notebook from his chest, Hua Moling glanced at it lightly, and saw that what was written on it seemed to be the price of every important information in the outer realm.

"Madam, about the Netherworld Palace, the Furong Pavilion doesn't know much, so the price is not expensive, only a thousand spirit coins."

Put away the small notebook, Zicheng and Hua Moling reported the price.

Hua Mo Ling had no expression on his face, but he muttered in his heart, even the Furong Pavilion didn't have a deep understanding of the Netherworld Palace? If that's the case, then what kind of enemies are Hua Moling and them facing?

"Madame still needs to buy this news?"

Zi Cheng saw that Hua Moling seemed to be in deep thought, and didn't speak for a long time, so he had to ask Hua Moling's opinion, which happened to wake up Hua Moling in thought.

"Let's talk about it."

Hua Moling smiled and counted out a thousand spirit coins from the storage ring and handed them to Zicheng.

Zi Cheng nodded, put away the spirit coin in his hand, and then seemed to be after considering the sentence for a while, he began to talk to Hua Mo Ling.

"The Nether Temple is one of the most mysterious killer organizations in the Outlands, and they can do anything from taking human lives to overthrowing the rule of a city lord as small as taking human lives.

Five years ago, it was rumored that the old hall master of the Netherworld Hall died, and after the new hall master took office, some elders in the hall did not admit it, and since then, the Netherworld Hall has been divided into two camps, and the patriarch faction saw that it could not shake the status of the new hall master at all, so he had to separate from the Netherworld Palace.

The self-established portal, known as the Heavenly Demon Sect, operates in the outer realms, and it seems that it has been linked to the Netherworld, and it is its mission to destroy the Netherworld, and conflicts often break out. ”

Netherworld Palace, Heavenly Demon Sect, heh, it seems that the Netherworld Hall is not very peaceful.