Song Xiaoxiao and Dugu Mo, who returned to the Karma Hotel, did not see Xia Mian, so they simply went back to the room, and every waiter was respectful to them along the way, so that Song Xiaoxiao had to sigh that the service here was really good.

Because it is a suite room, it will be more convenient for the two people to communicate, Song Xiao, who is sitting in the living room, wants to see the process of Dugu Mo refining lark grass, and Dugu Mo has a pious attitude when he is doing this, first went to the bathroom to wash his hands, changed into a set of light clothes, and then sat cross-legged on the wooden floor.

Song Xiaoxiao watched him silently close his eyes for about two minutes, and then with a wave of his hand, a small tripod similar to a bronze tripod appeared in his hand, the size of two fists.

Song Xiaoxiao was surprised not only by this antique-like Xiaoding, but also by Dugu Mo's miraculous changeovers, where did the things come from.

Song Xiaoxiao had the heart to ask, but he didn't interrupt Dugu Mo's movements at this juncture, watching Dugu Mo spread a layer of wooden ashes like black ink on the wooden floor, and then put Xiaoding on top of the wooden ashes.

Dugu Mo meditated, meditating and playing tricks, and the feeling of doing it in one go turned into a small fire in his palm, and Song Xiaoxiao obviously felt the desire for that flame in his heart, and couldn't help but be a little stunned.

Dugu Mo kept playing, and her good-looking and slender fingers drew one good-looking symbol after another in the air, Song Xiaoxiao called it good-looking, because in her heart, everything Dugu Mo made was so flawless, even if it was a series of events that happened with her fingers.

Dugu Mo threw the lark grass into the small ding, and the lark grass did not fall directly at the bottom of the tripod, but was controlled by Dugu Mo to slowly refine it in the space of the tripod, and drop by drop of liquid was pulled out of the lark grass and fell into the tripod.

Song Xiaoxiao was a little dumbfounded when she saw the whole process, even if she thought of Dugu Mo's power in her heart, she didn't expect it to be so much, this was also the first time that Song Xiaoxiao saw the whole process of Dugu Mo's refining of medicinal herbs with her own eyes.

No matter how surprised and shocked she was in her heart, Song Xiaoxiao didn't make a single sound, she still knew that Dugu Mo needed to be extremely focused at this time, and she couldn't have a trace of distraction.

Afraid that she would affect Dugu Mo, Song Xiaoxiao calmed down at the same time, but also opened her mind about 500 meters around the suite, and she did not allow any accidents to happen.

The whole process lasted only half an hour, but Song Xiaoxiao felt as long and tense as if centuries had passed.

Compared with the two people, it seems that Song Xiaoxiao is refining, his expression is nervous, and fine beads of sweat appear on his fair forehead, on the other hand, Dugu Mo, the whole process is done in one go, his mind is stable, his face is peaceful, and there are no nervous movements.

After it was over, Dugu Mo put the liquid medicine refined from Ding's inside into a mini version of the net bottle, and then handed the net bottle to Song Xiao, and at the same time, Xiao Ding also disappeared in front of Song Xiaoxiao.

"Girl, why are you so nervous?" Dugu Mo looked at Song Xiao, whose face was flushed and there were fine beads of sweat on his forehead, and asked.

Song Xiaoxiao put away the net bottle, glanced at Dugu Mo, then stood up and walked to the bathroom, tidying himself up.

Song Xiao, who returned to the living room, had completely recovered to normal and calmed down.

"Big brother, I found you to be a mysterious bottomless pit."