After the meal, the two went out for a walk together.

Qu Tan'er followed Mo Liancheng step by step and moved a lot of the territory of the Mo tribe.

She secretly remembered the route, after all, she didn't have to get lost next time she left.

"Young Master, are you familiar with this place?"

"Yeah, very familiar."

"You were not named Mo before."

"no."

"Then why are you always in the Mo tribe?" This is very strange.

"Because..." Why? Mo Liancheng's eyes were stunned and he didn't say anything more.

However, for a moment, his face flashed with pain.

Qu Tan'er took the pain into his eyes.

I asked something I shouldn't have asked, alas.

After a while, she followed him obediently and walked forward with the rhythm of his steps. The people of the Mo tribe were very simple and had no ability to appreciate the beauty - compared to the intuitive conclusion she came to when she saw the vanity and luxury of the courtyards of various prefectures in Dongyue Kingdom.

The buildings are mainly practical, giving people calmness and atmosphere, but there is no exquisiteness or magnificence.

Garden? Not seen at all.

Empty places are either used as various practice sites, or plant fruits, vegetables, herbs, etc., and are rarely seen in flowers and plants that are not practical for viewing but do not have some practical value. Occasionally, they will see one or two pots and throw them in a corner, which is not very noticeable. If you ask carefully, it is still effective, such as repellent mosquitoes.

The people here live a very realistic life.

Qu Tan'er sighed...or, this is life, the person who lives seriously.

"Young Master, did you have your surname Lian before?" She still wanted to know him more.

But the people who asked were not very reliable.

That guy Mo Yifeng, say a few words and leave a few words.

Qin Xiaosen asked about that guy, but he could go west.

It's all about talking, and she won't say a few words she wants to know for a long time.

So, she decided to ask a few questions on her own occasionally.

Mo Liancheng's pace was slightly slow, "I'm not my last name."

"What's the last name?"

"No last name..."

"Uh?" No last name?

"I am an orphan. When I was a child, I was raised by monsters in the forest. Later, my master went to collect herbs and accidentally saw me, so he took me back. He taught me to speak, recognize words, and study medicine..." Mo Liancheng talked about those long-standing memories.

Qu Tan'er listened gently.

I felt a little sad in my heart... Sure enough, behind the strong, there must be one or two inhuman experiences.

In the afternoon, Qu Tan'er accompanied Mo Liancheng to the pharmacy to refine alchemy.

This time, he unexpectedly allowed her to stay inside.

At the beginning, she was curiously staring at Mo Liancheng's alchemy. The complicated process made her dazzled.

About two hours later.

Mo Liancheng failed twice, and the third time finally succeeded.

He refined a golden medicine pill and threw it at Qu Tan'er.

She caught it in a hurry and asked with a confused look on her face: "Young Master, do you want me to help you with it?"

“Eat.”

"Uh?" What does it mean? Let her take the medicine?

Woo woo, don't take this. No wonder he let her in so kindly, "Young master, is it okay to eat this? Will you have diarrhea or a dead person?"

At this time, Mo Liancheng pulled his eyes back from the herbs and glanced at her, "It's impossible to die."

"..." She was confused for a moment and still sent the medicine to her mouth and took it.

I was nervous for a while and found that my body had not changed much, so I felt at ease.

In everything, there is one, there is two.
Chapter completed!