After seeing off the Mo king, Mo Qingge goes back to the partial courtyard of Hou's house, locks himself in the room, and begins to study the medicinal materials that yunmo has just sent and purchased.

"Leafless fruit, ningxuan grass..." Mo Qingge put the medicinal materials for refining quenched water in a row, counted them, then threw them into the utensils for cooking and put them on the stove.

Now she has no Xuanli, so she can only use the way of ordinary Decoction to refine the quenched spirit water, although she is not sure. In addition, the name of the spirit liquid in the 25th Century is different from that in the alien continent.

But when she got these herbs, she knew that the efficacy of these herbs was almost the same as that of the herbs she used in the 25th Century. As long as she used the same refining method, there should be no big problem!

Mo Xingshen looked at him and asked curiously:

"Sister, why don't I remember that you can alchemy?"

"I know a little bit about fur." The tone of Mo Qingge is still implicit.

Mo Xingchen was a little surprised

In the northern underworld, Alchemist is a very rare profession. If he is not very talented, he can't be cultivated.

This time, the idea of Mo Qingge is too simple.

Although the medicinal herbs have the same efficacy, the mysterious force of the alien continent fluctuates differently. Therefore, there are some subtle differences in the methods of refining spirit liquid.

Even if Mo Qingge was skillful in refining medicine, he had tried it more than ten times before he managed to refine the quenched water.

The clear quenched water is shining with golden light. When it is poured into the porcelain bottle, Mo Qingge's eyes are bright, and his lips are slightly raised, showing a little happy smile.

Soon, soon, she will get through the meridians and cultivate Xuanli. At that time, those who bully her and humiliate their brothers and sisters will pay the same price!

Outside, the sky was already bright. Mo Qingge poured the quenched water into the barrel, and his whole body was immersed in the barrel, and he closed his eyes.

Mo Qingge realized that a burning force, flowing from the Dantian into the limbs and into the meridians, seemed to burst out at any time!

Restless mood, will her package, the body temperature, more and more hot, hot she can't bear.

Mo Qingge tightly closed her eyes and resisted the pressure brought by the quenched water. A mouthful of blood gushed out, and a lot of blood oozed from the corners of her eyes and nose. With the ferocious scar on her face, it looked like a ghost from a distance!

This body is too weak to bear the refining of the spirit liquid, but anyway, she has to keep it!

………

Outside the door, Mo Xingshen's face is a little tired and tired. He still keeps his spirits up and stays outside.

He was a little worried. He wanted to go in and have a look. He was also worried that he would disturb his sister, so he had to guard outside the door.

"Well..."

Suddenly, a female voice whimpering and struggling came from her ear. Mo Xingshen raised her eyes and fixed her eyes. She saw Mo Qinge coming in from outside the courtyard with blood all over her body. She wanted to speak but couldn't say it again. Her throat was burning.

Behind her, followed by two servants, two servants are careful, for Mo Qingge or some fear.

But as soon as they opened the door, they found that Mo Qingge was not there. They immediately felt relieved and began to be arrogant.

"Mo Qing'e!" Ink star sink immediately raise vigilance, "what do you come to do?"

"Wu Wu..." Mo Qing'e angrily opened her eyes and went forward to grab Mo Xing Shen's neck. Her shape was terrible and she seemed to want to say something.

She wants to know the whereabouts of Mo Qingge.

All day and all night, she suffered a lot, so she finally couldn't help asking Mo Qingge for an antidote.

"Get out of here!"

Mo Xingshen pushes her away, with a little anger, and directly pushes Mo Qinge to the ground. His head bumps heavily against the pillar to the side, and some bloodstains appear.

"Oh..." Mo Qing'e was still struggling. With tears in her eyes, she turned her head and motioned to the servant to start.

Kill this punk!

"Little waste, you are tired of living. How dare you touch my young lady!" Two servants come forward, one grabs Mo Xingshen's weak arm, the other trips him to the ground.

"Say quickly, where is the rubbish of Mo Qingge?"

With her brother in hand, they don't believe it. Mo Qingge dares not to hand over the antidote!

"Hum." Mo Xing snorts coldly. He doesn't answer and doesn't tell his sister's whereabouts, but he is still worried.

He worried that they would push the door in, and suddenly interrupted Mo Qingge.

Mo Qing'e got up from the ground, pointed to the closed door, and made a hoarse voice, indicating that they didn't need to talk nonsense, just hit the door directly.

"Yes, miss!"

The two servants got up, stepped on the finger bone of Mo Xingshen, and knocked heavily on the door.

"Mo Qingge, waste, get out, otherwise, today is your waste brother's death!"

"Mo Qingge, do you hear me? If we don't open the door, we'll smash it! "

Then they looked at each other and nodded. Xuanli condensed his palm, and with a violent hand, he rushed to the door.

Bang——

Suddenly, their palms had not yet fallen, but the door had been smashed open from inside.

Bang Bang——

Fury two feet, heavy fall in two housekeeper's chest, directly kicked a person to fly out.

"Ouch!"

"Ouch!"

Mo Qingge's face was gloomy, and he stood in front of their master and servant. His breath was full of Xuanli waves!

Relying on the nearest Mo Xingchen, he immediately felt that his sister's breath was unusual, and he couldn't help but feel happy.

Did she make it?

Mo Qingge goes forward and helps Mo Xingchen up. Yingying's maiden voice asks: "brother, are you ok?"

"Nothing."

"Oh..." Mo Qing'e stares at Mo Qingge fiercely, as if to say something.

Mo Qingge glanced at her coldly, grabbed her by the neck and was furious: "Mo Qinge, are you looking for death today?"

Looking at the pale elder brother, Mo Qingge's heart of killing people is all there.

When the meridians were opened, she felt refreshed and her whole body seemed to be stronger.

At this time, like Mo Qing'e this white lotus, she can strangle ten!

"Cough, um... Um..." Mo Qing'e was choked out of breath, and her forehead was full of veins, struggling.

What's the matter? How can the strength of this useless wrist suddenly become so strong? Her whole body... Is there Xuanli fluctuation?

Even the surrounding atmosphere has become a lot more fierce, just like the hell!

Is it possible to get through the channels of this waste and cultivate it?

All of a sudden, a burst of panic and Yin cold, pierced into Mo Qing'e's spine, so that her heart bursts of fear.

"Waste!" Coldly speaking, Mo Qingge throws Mo Qinge's body out like garbage and hits two servants.

"Ah --"

The master and servant fell to the ground at the same time. Mo Qingge's bracelet turned into a dagger, and the lotus step moved forward slowly. Each step scared Mo Qinge, and she retreated.

This waste, when did Xuanli come into being? This... How is this possible?