A round little face with a small look of expectation, "that benefactor, you should remember to pick me up in two days."

The tree nodded. The little monk turned his head to look at the elder Kong Yin with satisfaction. "Master, let's go."

"Little things without conscience." Empty voice can't help laughing and scolding.

This little devil loves to follow his benefactor. Before he can be separated, he has to determine his return date.

After getting the promise of the benefactor, she would leave.

After the two left, arbor turned to look at Mo Lian and said, "I have got the blood of three dogs. I have been waiting for this batch of Bodhi soul returning grass to mature these days."

"It's almost now."

"Things are settled here. I plan to go back to the rich brocade villa for a few days. This time, we need to devote ourselves to making Bodhi soul returning pill. "

The tree frowned, "it's not easy to challenge the elixir of Saint level and face failure at any time. So for a while... "

"I know." Mo Lian raised her hand and held her small hand. "Since you went to shut up, I'm waiting for you to come back from the villa."

Arbor "well" a, hard point head.

However, Mo Lian looked at her hesitantly, called Qiao Qiao, and stopped to talk.

"I know what you want to say." Looking at his face, the tree knew what he might say next.

"You want me to treat the matter of saving Murong nettle with a common heart."

"You're afraid that even if I put myself into it, I might fail, right?"

"Don't worry. All these years have passed. I've already seen what should be opened." "This is my last effort as a disciple," said arbor, looking at him positively

"If it is so, then Still can't let her survive. " "Tree tone youyou way," I will also admit life

Sad, of course, but compared with the hard pain of severing a few years ago, she has done a good job in psychological construction now. I think she will She can afford it.

"Well, you know that." Mo Lian sighed, nodded slightly, reached out and shook her hand, saying, "don't worry about refining pills. I'm at home."

The tree nodded.

They hurried back to the city, and hurried back to the half moon cliff. At night, the news was delivered to the emperor.

The emperor looked inexplicable and looked up at the report's dark Wei. "How is the man in the dungeon now?"

"Totally stupid." "Dark Wei low head way," subordinates have repeatedly checked, make sure there is no trace of camouflage

"Well." In the hands of the emperor, Langhao sighed, "my son is still soft after all."

Dark Wei swallowed his saliva and didn't dare to answer.

But the emperor looked at him like he wanted to talk and stopped. He couldn't help but look at him. "Pumpkin, what do you say, just say it."

"Dark Wei then boldly said," Your Majesty, subordinates feel that you may have any misunderstanding of the prince

The emperor raised his eyebrows, wishing to hear his detailed expression.

"My subordinates have checked it. The powder is very irritating. Not only does it make king Dorothy lose his voice and have severe dementia in a short period of time, but it gradually increases with time. He burns all over the place. The organs in it will probably become necrotic. This painful process may last for a year to two years before it can be completely restored. "

The emperor couldn't help being stunned