Zhong Wuge let go of his hand in embarrassment, his face was as red as a ripe shrimp, fortunately it was very dark here, and Ji Qiannuan couldn't see it clearly.

"That...... I was unintentionally ......"

"Yes."

Ji Qiannuan saw that those palace maids had gone away, so she walked out of the corner.

Zhong Wuge wanted to explain two more sentences, but Ji Qiannuan pulled him out: "In which direction is Yeshu's palace, tell me quickly!" ”

He looked down at the hand that was roughly holding his collar, and with a bit of cowardice in his heart, he pointed in the direction of the southeast: "Over there......"

Before he could react, Ji Qiannuan's figure disappeared without a trace, this speed was really fast, no wonder he didn't catch up just now!

Yeshu's palace is not as magnificent as the Lingbo Palace, but is relatively low-key.

It's just that why are the furnishings here so familiar?

Ji Qiannuan thought for a moment before discovering that the furnishings in this palace were exactly the same as the furnishings in the courtyard where the Ji family once lived.

Did Yeshu forget the past, or did she not forget? She was confused.

If you say that you have forgotten it, how can you even remember the original room furnishings clearly.

If she hasn't forgotten, why doesn't she even know her own daughter?

Ji Qiannuan lost his breath and sneaked into the room quietly.

Yeshu was tired and fell asleep on the soft couch.

The alchemist was still refining the pill with his back to her, and the alchemist would not leave the Ding Furnace when refining the pill, so how could he be lured away?

Ji Qiannuan took out the blue and white holy fiber butterfly from his body, with this little thing, it shouldn't be difficult to lure him away.

She nodded the forehead of the Blue and White Sacred Fiber Butterfly, and said softly, "Slender Fiber, be clever for a while." Don't get caught by that fat man! ”

The blue and white holy fiber butterfly nodded obediently, flapping its colorful wings and flying in the direction of the Ding furnace.

Ji Qiannuan hid in the corner of the backlight at the door, constricting the spiritual power and aura around him, and blending in with the night.

That alchemist was really immediately attracted when he saw the blue and white holy fiber butterfly, this is the treasure that alchemists dream of!

With this little thing, it is not too easy to find the spirit grass.

There was a greedy light in his eyes, it would take another hour for this pill to be successfully refined, his alchemy furnace was already quite spiritual, and it didn't matter if he left for a while.

This Blue and White Holy Fiber Butterfly must have escaped from some big guy in the Dark City, I really didn't expect that there would be such an alchemy master in the Dark City!

The blue and white holy fiber butterfly flapped its wings and flew away from the side hall next to it, and the alchemist followed lightly, afraid of waking up Ye Shu.

If Ye Shu knew that he was half-hearted when refining the pill, he would have to cut him down and feed him to the demon beast!

Ji Qiannuan's ghost-like figure quickly approached the burning Ding Furnace, and quickly dropped a few drops of blood into the Ding Furnace, the bright red blood quickly dried up, and the medicinal materials that had been refined into brown were mixed together.

Yeshu is suspicious, just in case, it's safer to process it yourself.

She glanced at Yeshu, who was still asleep, and quickly started alchemy, and after a while, the pill had almost been refined.

The smell of the fragrant pill successfully covered up the smell of blood, and Ji Qiannuan sighed, it should be okay.

She quietly exited the room and quickly left Yeshu's palace, hiding in a bush opposite the palace, waiting for the blue and white holy fiber butterfly.

It didn't take long for the blue and white holy fiber butterfly to flap its wings and fly over following Ji Qiannuan's taste.

It landed in Ji Qiannuan's palm, tilting its head quite proudly, its wings flapping happily, as if it was begging for a reward.

Ji Qiannuan smiled slightly, and took out a bottle of snowflake nectar from his body: "This is a reward for you!" ”

The blue and white holy fiber butterfly was overjoyed, pecked at her lips, and held the snowflake nectar in her arms and didn't let go!

Ji Qiannuan put it and the snowflake nectar all into the space bag.

Ye Shu took the brown elixir, stood by the window, could see it, and muttered in a low voice: "Can this really restore my appearance?" But what's the use of me recovering without him? ”

Ji Qiannuan looked at it tightly, she was really afraid that she would throw the pill out of the window casually, then she would work in vain for a long time!

At this moment, Mogg came again with Ji Baiwei.

The rich medicinal fragrance suddenly made Mo Ge and Ji Baiwei's eyes light up, and they also heard what Ye Shu said just now.

That elixir, Moge can't eat it, but Ji Baiwei can!

She was greedy for the pill, took Mog's arm, coquettishly in front of him, and motioned for him to ask for it for herself with her eyes.

Mogg kissed her lightly: "Wait, I'll give you back in a while!" ”

In fact, he didn't want to ask Ji Baiwei for the elixir, he didn't want Yeshu to restore her appearance.

Recovering her appearance means that the demonic energy in her body has weakened, and it will not be so easy to control it in the future.

Yeshu looked at the bewitching woman hanging on Mogg with disgust, and for some reason, she just looked at her very unpleasantly.

If it weren't for Mogg doting on her too much, she would have pinched her to death!

Her eyes flashed, and her expression suddenly turned cold: "What are you doing so late?" I don't like people visiting late at night. The Demon Lord lives in the Netherworld Pavilion and still has to abide by some of the rules of the Netherworld. ”

"Hehe, this Demon Lord and Wei Wei were walking outside, smelled a medicinal fragrance, and followed the guidance of the fragrance to the Night Pavilion Lord's Chaohua Palace."

Ye Shu snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, sat on the high dragon chair, put the pill in the palm of his hand, looked at Mo Ge condescendingly, and said arrogantly: "Didn't they all say that this pill Demon Lord can't eat it during the day today, why would he come over at night?" I guess I listened to the wind next to the pillow, right? ”

Mogg didn't beat around the bush either, and said bluntly: "Night Pavilion Lord, if you don't want this elixir, give it to Weiwei!" I'm willing to trade it for other elixirs. ”

Yeshu looked at them indifferently, originally she didn't want to eat, but now ......

"Who said I don't want it, I waited for two or three hours and it wasn't in vain!"

She swallowed the pill without hesitation, and the pill fell into her stomach, like a fire burning in her body.

Her face turned pale, and the flames flowed through her body, and the spiritual power in her body was restricted. The spiritual power that can be used is less than 30% of the original.

How so? Could it be that there is really something wrong with this elixir?

Mogg keenly noticed Yeshu's abnormality, and saw that Yeshu's face was very ugly, and she looked uncomfortably tight.

There was really something in that thousand-year-old pearl, and he knew that the Wanli Tongtian Auction House was not so kind!

Now Yeshu's spiritual power is thin, she has always disliked others waiting in the palace, so there is no one in the palace, this is a great opportunity to get rid of her!

He stepped forward excitedly, and the demonic qi in his hand was about to move: "Night Pavilion Lord, what's wrong with you?" Do you need help from me? ”

Ji Baiwei looked at everything in front of her with a cruel smile, and she guarded the gate of the palace to prevent Yeshu from escaping.

"Night Pavilion Lord, what did our Demon Lord ask you? Why don't you speak for a long time, you can't see anyone in your eyes, right? ”

"Get out! Get out of here! Yeshu shouted angrily.

The anger accumulated in his chest, and the qi and blood in his body surged, and a fishy sweetness surged up in his throat, and he couldn't suppress it.

"Poof!" She suddenly spat out a large mouthful of black blood, and her spiritual power was disordered, and she urgently needed to find someone to channel her spiritual power now.

"Haha...... It looks like the Night Pavilion Lord is not lightly injured? Didn't this pearl have been examined and are non-toxic? How can it still be hurt? ”

"Could it be that the Night Pavilion Lord is old and has a heavy poisonous gas, so he can't use such a good thing?" Mogg scoffed unscrupulously.

Ji Baiwei sneered and said, "Night Pavilion Lord, you should have given up the position of Netherworld Pavilion Pavilion Master to our Demon Lord a long time ago. ”

"You said that you don't look like a human or a ghost, if it weren't for the position of the Pavilion Master of the Nether Pavilion, who would want to cooperate with you?"

Ye Shu looked up at Ji Baiwei, a cold light appeared in her eyes, and the killing intent was awe-inspiring: "You are a cheap person!" The Netherworld Pavilion doesn't have your place to speak! ”

She quietly pressed a switch, shot a flying knife from the handle of the chair, and shot straight towards Ji Baiwei.

Ji Baiwei hurriedly dodged, but her cheek was still scratched.

She stroked the blood on her face, and silently scolded angrily in her heart: Old woman, dare to hurt my face when you are dying!

Turning her head to look at Mog, she muttered aggrievedly, "Demon Lord, you have to make decisions for Weiwei!" You can see that I didn't do anything, and she wanted to kill me......"

For some reason, when Moge saw Ji Baiwei's pitiful appearance today, he didn't feel the slightest emotion.

He suddenly remembered Ji Qiannuan's indifferent face, hehe, or thorny roses are more attractive!

He looked indifferently at the wound on her face, and casually threw her a medicine bottle: "I can't learn the art well, who is to blame!" ”