Chapter 671

Gray had formed his first impression from the perspective of God, and the other party had a good sense of her after meeting Mary fisson, so he naturally chose to stand on Mary fisson's side.

Arlo herself is Mary fisson's goddaughter, and she doesn't know that the king of the castle is her father. When she knows the truth, she naturally chooses to stand on Mary fisson.

And even if she knew that the castle was her father, with the silly white and sweet character of the princess and what the king had done, she probably would still be on Mary Pherson's side.

In this way, Gray's goal was achieved.

On the next road, the lively Princess Arlo stopped for a while, probably digesting the fact that her godmother had her wings cut off.

Princess Arlo fell on the cliff with silence all the way. Mary fisson closed her eyes in the tree and seemed to be sleeping.

Arlo was about to open her mouth when she found Mary Pherson sleeping soundly. She quickly shut up and didn't dare to disturb her.

"Eh, behind the godmother, her wings have been found?"

Arlo exclaimed in her heart that the reason why she knew that Gray's story was about Mary Pherson was that she had asked Mary Pherson about the fairy wings. Mary Pherson said her wings had been stolen.

But now, the golden wings behind the godmother look more beautiful and powerful than those of other elves. Did the godmother take back her wings?

She felt happy for Mary fisson from the bottom of her heart. She felt that the other party must have called her to Moore forest to celebrate getting back her wings.

Since it's a celebration, you can't sleep so dry. There should be a festive atmosphere.

The girl used her head, then turned and ran down to find the elves.

Elves are her good friends. Although they are afraid of Mary Pherson, they are very good to Arlo.

Find a group of elves. The girl asks them to help decorate the site and pick flowers and wild fruits.

Gray didn't care about her. She was in the forest. She couldn't get out, and she didn't necessarily want to go out.

He looked at Mary fisson sleeping in the tree and thought, "this woman has been looking forward to her tree for a long time, but she has inexplicable self-esteem, so she doesn't mention sleeping on the tree at all. As soon as she leaves, she can't wait to take a nap."

He thought it was very possible. Before, he felt comfortable sleeping on it, and Mary fisson took the initiative to open her wings to sleep on the grass every time, so he was not humble and occupied it all the time.

Although Mary feisen didn't say she wanted him to get out of the way, she actually wanted to go back to her nest to sleep. She just didn't say it because of various considerations, so she couldn't wait to fly back to her nest after he left.

Gray walked away for a distance, took the melting pot of faith from his neck and threw it under a big tree. Then he turned his hand over and a piece of flesh and blood appeared in his hand.

Open the melting pot of faith, throw the flesh and blood in, and then add magic potions. All magic potions are distinct in the furnace and do not affect each other.

Shenhuo divides dozens of them and roasts them under each medicinal material. When the effect meets his standard, some magic drugs will be combined.

"I feel like refining pills more and more." Gray whispered to himself that other wizards and magicians make medicine by boiling in a tripod and adding various materials.

He threw all the materials into it, and then gave priority to the magic drugs as needed, and finally fused them together.

It's said to be refining magic medicine. In fact, it's more like refining pills.

However, he still likes this feeling. Anyway, it's a good way to achieve the effect, and it makes him feel like he's cultivating immortals. It's great.

In the belief furnace, all the materials have been processed, and finally there are only two groups of crystal like gem liquid, one is dark green and the other is dark red.

The fire under the two liquids suddenly became fierce. The two liquids began to boil at high temperature. At this time, gray fused the two liquids together.

Although the two liquids are fused together, there is a violent repulsion between them. It seems that there is a violent reaction inside the fused liquid, which makes the surface of the liquid roll continuously, like boiling.

"Oh, I failed again."

As Gray's voice fell, the liquid suddenly stopped reacting and turned into a dark mass like stagnant water, emitting a palpitating smell.

After burning all the stagnant water, gray took out a notebook, wrote down some data, compared them with each other, and soon smiled again.

"This time, you can!" Gray figured out the key and couldn't help smiling.

Open the furnace of faith again and put in the same material.

Half an hour later, a drop of medicine flew out of the melting pot of faith and landed on Gray's fingertips like a small ruby.

"Carlisle, come here!" Gray called through the magic mark.

Before long, Carlisle ran over with his little hands on his back. When he came in front of him, he handed out some wild flowers like a treasure, "master, what can I do for you?"

"I need a mouse or a rabbit. Catch one for me."

Carlisle tilted his head and deliberately sold cute, "can piggy? Just now I saw a little pig in the forest. It's very cute. "

"Yes, go and get it back." Gray nodded. He just needed a little thing to test the medicine. It doesn't matter what it is.

If these Elves were not intelligent, pure and kind, he might directly catch an elf for experiment.

He also has confidence in his own medicine, which is 95% good for the tested object, and the other party will get great benefits.

Of course, if you encounter that 5%, there's no way. After all, it's just a pig.

Soon Carlisle brought back a black pig. Gray imprisoned it with magic. After a little examination, he threw the drop of medicine into its mouth.

Draw a cage on the ground. Gray puts down the pig and quietly waits for its change.

Before long, the skin on the piglet became thicker, and two sharp fangs grew on both sides of the mouth, which was similar to that of an adult wild boar, but smaller.

Seeing this change, gray smiled, "yes, the medicine succeeded."

After determining this, gray suddenly took out the dragon's body. At this time, the Dragon had been broken down into pieces of flesh and blood, its blood and a lot of magic drugs.

All these were put into the furnace of faith by him. This refining lasted for more than an hour. Finally, gray stopped all his actions and a fist sized liquid medicine flew out of the furnace.

It was only this liquid medicine that sent out a strong smell and attracted the attention of the elves.

Gray quickly put it in a bottle to isolate the powerful smell.

Mary Pherson was awake. She stood on the grass. She just glanced at it and didn't ask any more questions.