Qu Tan'er glanced outside the house and turned around and asked curiously: "Chengcheng, what kind of grudge do you think Yi Feng has with him?"

"Haha!" Mo Liancheng smiled brightly and said mysteriously: "No matter what kind of grudges there are, anyway, look at his gritting teeth, the person who suffers will definitely not be Yi Feng."

“It is indeed…”

That old monster is also a black guy, extremely black guy!

Qu Tan'er had long put this label on Mo Yifeng.

The black guy used her reputation and made a big fuss to the Qu Clan.

Then, for several days.

Mo Liancheng was in seclusion.

It’s not why, it’s all alchemy.

The spiritual pills that were searched from Huang Xuan, the last time they received from the killer organization hell, the spiritual pills in the Nine Sky Tower, etc., worked hard with Qinling to refine elixirs. Mo Liancheng came in person, while some simple ones, more than 90% of the Qinling Mountains would not fail, are all under the responsibility of Qinling Mountains.

The master and servant are two people, day by day.

Basically, more than 90% of the spiritual medicines have been transformed into spiritual pills.

This huge number of spiritual pills, thrown to any place, is enough to knock that place out.

Similarly, Mo Liancheng also instructed the Zhan family to sort out all the elixirs.

When you come out, everything is done.

It was already two months later.

Qu Tan'er couldn't help, so she took Xiao Mengmeng to sit on the pavilion and ate snacks and make tea. Her body has recovered a lot and she still likes to sleep occasionally. But compared to the time she woke up for a short time, it is much better now. At least, she can wake up for three or four hours a day, no problem.

She looked at the lotus pond, and the beautiful lotus was floating on it.

I couldn't help but remember the days when I was eating powdered lotus root in the Eight Kings Mansion.

Looking back, I feel quite suspicious...

"Are you worried?" Qu Tan'er looked up and found someone coming over but hesitantly stopped outside the pavilion.

The person who came was Zhan Beilie.

If you say you have nothing to worry about, it is also false.

Zhan Beilie stepped into the pavilion and sat down calmly, "What else can I do if I can bother me..."

"The city city is very busy these days." Qu Tan'er naturally knew what Zhan Beilie was struggling with, but she couldn't help him in this matter.

Zhan Beilie nodded: "I know."

"Okay. If you have anything to ask, you can ask."

"Last time, the young master didn't finish talking..." He wanted to know.

"I haven't finished talking about it? Actually, Zhan Lao is clear about that matter. He asks Chengcheng not to tell you." Qu Tan'er did not intend to conceal Zhan Beilie. Although Zhan Lao's approach is understandable, this kind of thing is two people, not one person. If you are willing to sacrifice yourself, it does not mean that others will accept it.

Zhan Beilie looked at Qu Tan'er with hope, "Can you tell me?"

"The treatment conditions are quite harsh." So Qu Tan'er thought about it, then told Zhan Beilie the facts, "Zhan is a very good elder, you are very lucky. Sometimes... I envy you, including the city." There is an elder who can sacrifice for himself, not everyone has this blessing.

Zhan Beilie was stunned and mist appeared in his eyes.

I see……

He left sadly, and knew the result, and it seemed reasonable to be unexpected.

The haze smell cannot be removed.

Qu Tan'er also let him leave without saying a word.
Chapter completed!