This time, before Sima Zhong could speak, Mo Liancheng suddenly behaved in a very modest and gentlemanly manner and said: "Ancestor Lu, the master of the tower just played multiple games in a row. It's time to take a rest and have something to eat. I hope to meet you.

A competition between tower owners who are in the best condition."

What an honest junior.

He actually thinks about the tower master so much, but why is this slapping Sima Zhong in the face?

Indeed, it is really embarrassing.

Compared with the pagoda master's petty-mindedness just now, the magnanimity of this young man is far superior. From now on, this day will definitely bring shame and shadow to Sima Zhong.

Old Man Lu twitched the corner of his mouth, this young man was too cruel.

In fact, Sima Zhong is in an extremely irritable and restless mood right now, and it is definitely not good for alchemy at this time. Mo Liancheng is still in a good position to compare with him at this time, but Mo Liancheng brought it up like this and asked him to rest. This is even more exciting.

Sima Zhong was angry, making him grit his teeth with hatred, and the resentment hidden under his calm expression became even stronger.

Suddenly.

When everyone thought Sima Zhonghui refused to agree to save face.

Sima Zhongdao: "The back waves of the Yangtze River recommend the front waves. Today's young people...are not ordinary. I am old...then I will take a break and drink some water before continuing."

"That's right. I have wine here. Would you like to take a sip, please?"

"I've taken advantage of you too much, so I won't be able to take advantage of you anymore." Sima Zhong refused warmly. It wasn't that he didn't take advantage of you, he was worried that Mo Liancheng would do something in the wine. Not long after, someone beat him up.

A basin of water was brought over, and he washed his face and rinsed his mouth. Then he took out the water and some dry food from the storage ring, and ate it slowly.

Sima Zhong didn't eat very fast.

Gradually, Mo Liancheng found that the aura on his body became calmer.

Mo Liancheng's dark eyes were always paying attention to Sima Zhong.

As expected, he is an old fox, and he actually adjusted his mentality during the eating time.

Of course, if an old monster like Sima Zhong refines one or two pills, he will not be exhausted. He only needs to give him a little time to rest, and he will be able to recover.

Half an hour later.

Sima Zhong said it was okay.

Old Man Lu asked them to prepare ninth-grade elixirs. Although the rules of the previous episode were followed, the quantity required for ninth-grade elixirs was very large. Therefore, it was impossible to use all ninth-grade elixirs. Let’s discuss it.

It was better to prepare according to the recipe. Therefore, Mo Liancheng had no objection.

Mo Liancheng thought for a while, then suddenly smiled and said: "Tower Master, can I...ask you a favor?"

"Please speak." Sima Zhong also said politely.

"I'm ashamed to say that I... don't have a ninth-grade elixir prescription, how about you give me one?" Mo Liancheng's gentle face was extremely serious.

Sima Zhong twitched the corner of his mouth, and the calm he had managed to maintain almost collapsed with Mo Liancheng's words.

This is such a big joke.

A person who didn't even have a recipe for a ninth-grade elixir actually agreed to make him a ninth-grade elixir. Isn't this... a clear trap for Sima Zhong?

The gazes of the people around me changed. Even if some people's gazes were dark, they could still be vaguely interesting.

It’s really interesting, this game!

Sima Zhong threw a prescription to Mo Liancheng with a dark face.

Mo Liancheng took it and asked with a smile: "Thank you very much, Master of the Tower. But, does the Master of the Tower also practice this one?"

"good."

"Then it's good if I practice this one, it's easy to tell the difference." Listening to this tone, it seems that he is afraid that the tower master will cheat again.
Chapter completed!