"Three spirit patterns! How on earth did Si Xueyi do it?"

Feng Yuan Shengjun's scalp was numb, and he was staring at Qianyang Shengdan, and he was extremely shocked.

The Holy Pill of Qianyang that was taken down in Qianyang Palace had never had spiritual patterns imprinted on it.

The holy elixir in front of me actually has three spiritual lines!

This is really unimaginable!

Feng Yuan Shengjun put the elixir back, his heart was filled with turmoil, and his emotions could not be calmed down at all.

Si Xueyi really gave him an unimaginable surprise.

Feng Ziyu on the side was also shocked. Damn it, Si Xueyi didn't tell me in advance.

If something goes wrong with the jade bottle halfway, I can't even imagine the consequences.

But……

How did Si Xueyi get the Holy Pill of Qianyang? Ridiculous.

After Feng Yuan calmed down a little, he said, "Did Si Xueyi tell me anything?"

Feng Ziyu quickly said: "He said that you will definitely not suffer any loss if you make friends with him."

Feng Yuan Shengjun played with the jade bottle, his eyes were extremely hot, and he smiled and said: "Who says it's not the case?"

This bottle of Qianyang Shengdan can be regarded as a complete control of Fengyuan Shengjun.

"Where is he? He is still in Shuangleiyuan. I must thank him personally."

"Already gone."

"ah?"

Feng Yuan was shocked. After learning about his whereabouts, he said helplessly: "Why didn't you tell me earlier? I knew he was going to the land of gods and bones. I would protect him!"

The corners of Feng Ziyu's mouth twitched. The contrast between the former being arrogant and the latter being respectful was too great.

Seeing Feng Ziyu's expression, Feng Yuan also knew that he had lost his composure, and said with a smile: "Don't misunderstand me, this saint is just forging a good relationship. I will also protect the juniors of the Feng family."

Feng Ziyu was speechless, it would be strange to believe you.
Chapter completed!