Chapter 1252

"Mo Yan!"

Ziqianmo stretched out his hand, gently put it on Mo Yan's shoulder, and called him in a low voice, "stop, for a while and a half, you can't refine it."

Twenty hours later, there was no sign of refining the essence of dyed frost maple red. It's better to stop and study it again.

However, ziqianmo's hand, just set up Mo Yan soon, Ding furnace, suddenly a trace of change.

A breath was forced out of ziqianmo and integrated into Mo Yan's body. Then it integrated into the flame along with the shenlei real fire of Mo Yan's Alchemy.

The next second, it seems that the essence of steel does not dye frost maple red, suddenly melted a leaf angle.

"Well?"

Mo Yan and ziqianmo both saw the change of cream maple red.

Red flame can't help but cry out low, "Your Highness the demon king, the man of your Highness the demon king, the essence of dyed frost maple red began to be refined!"

A few of them were very shocked.

Since ancient times, the profession of pharmacists has been precious and rare. It is because every pill made by pharmacists is unique. The precious degree and purity of pills depend on the skill and heat of pharmacists. Moreover, every pill only goes through the hands of one pharmacist.

Now, however, the situation in front of them is that the cauldron furnace combined with the spirit of the demon king in ziqianmo, and combined with Mo Yan's shenlei zhenhuo, actually began to refine such a precious genius treasure.

They made pills together, which broke their understanding of the pharmacist.

However, surprise is only a moment.

When ziqianmo realized that his breath could help Mo Yan make pills, he immediately adjusted his posture and sat down behind him cross legged, conveying his breath and accomplishments to Mo Yan.

With the support of ziqianmo's cultivation, Mo Yan's state is obviously much better. The shenlei fire in his hand has gradually restored its normal firepower, wrapping the bottom of the cauldron.

Under the impetus of the fire, the essence dyed frost maple red, has completely turned into a pool of blood red liquid medicine, the hot gas curling out from the smoke of the cauldron furnace, it is about to be a success.

It's another two hours of refining.

"Out of the oven!"

With the two red pills rolling out of the pot, Mo Yan's evil face was covered with a pale smile, and he was relieved to spit out two words.

He didn't even have time to test the quality and property of the flame pill, so he fainted.

Ziqianmo's eyes and hands were quick. He helped the fainted Mo Yan and put a pill into his mouth to recover his strength quickly.

"The man of the demon king!"

The fire dragon red flame is also ashamed.

Now the man of demon king's Royal Highness, unexpectedly in order to help himself refine medicine to repair Longyuan, exhausted fainted in the past.

This kind of kindness, how to let it go?

A quarter of an hour later, Mo Yan's physical strength recovered and slowly woke up.

In front of him, there are two very nervous enlarged faces, one is his lover ziqianmo, the other is his lover's giant dragon.

"Does this pill work?" Mo Yan slowly looks at the red flame.

He spent so much effort and physical strength to refine the elixir. If it doesn't work, it will be painful.

Fire Department dragon red flame a face serious color, zhengse way: "the man of demon king's Royal Highness makes medicine for his subordinates and faints, how dare his subordinates take medicine alone?"?