Chapter 2843

"Madame, what shall we do next?" He asked.

"What else can I do? I'll marry you a concubine. You haven't been looking forward to this day for a long time." Mrs. he said without a good temper.

"I don't mean that. I mean, listen to the meaning of miss ah Zhi just now. If you want to save Daojia, you have to ask Ling Chuxi." He Fangzhu is really good-natured, worthy of being a model of tracheitis. Even though he is not angry, some people say that he is not laughing or crying.

"Forget it, Jin Manshan said that he would find a way to cure Daojia? Let's wait and see. " Although Mrs. he gave up the idea of seeking revenge on Ling Chuxi, she could not save her face if she wanted to save him.

"Well, as you say." He Fang Lord knows that she can't save face and is not forced to do so. As long as she doesn't make trouble, she can't make trouble.

At this time, Ling Chuxi knew nothing about all this, and was trying his best to gather together his mind, trying to push out the last kind of spiritual grass from the abandoned pill.

In her mind, she had already written down the properties of thousands of spiritual herbs. This time, she even did not let go of ordinary herbs. She compared and deliberated one by one.

The sky is getting late, on the branches of the moon, Ling Chuxi is in Xumi space, entering the realm of selflessness.

Finally, Ling Chuxi opened his eyes fiercely.

"Cold heart grass, I see. It's cold heart grass." Ling Chuxi finally worked out the twelfth flavor of lingcao, a face of joy, but just gave a cheer, the voice suddenly stopped.

"No, some are wrong." Ling Chuxi rubbed his temple to sober himself up.

In her mind, she had deliberated on this Dan prescription for thousands of times. Her understanding of this Dan Li was not lower than that of the original alchemy. In her subconscious mind, one of the thirteen medicinal herbs in the Dan prescription must be Mulan. However, when the twelfth herb was worked out, she found that the thirteenth herb could never be ink LAN.

"What's wrong with that?" Ling Chuxi sank down and deliberated carefully.

Unknowingly, two hours later, Ling Chuxi pushed and knocked out the same results.

There is no problem with the twelve kinds of spirit grass in front of us, only the thirteenth one, which is not Mulan.

Ling Chuxi was disappointed. He thought that as long as he knew the twelfth spirit grass, he would be able to produce a whole set of pills to refine the spirit restoring elixir. However, he did not realize that the last spirit grass was not Mulan at all. It's like a climber climbing the peak with all his strength. Before he comes to celebrate his victory, he finds another higher mountain standing in front of him. His disappointment can be imagined.

In order to figure out the first 12 kinds of spiritual grasses, she has done her best, and even her divine consciousness is on the verge of collapse. If it was not for the orchid, she would have been seriously injured.

It is estimated that it is already late outside. Ling Chuxi knows that with his present situation, he can't think out the last spirit grass, so he can only give up.

Maybe it's time to think about something else.

After a look at the little yellow chicken and the dragon lizard, they are still the same as before. One is getting smaller and smaller, and the other is hiding in a large wild egg. Ling Chuxi doesn't care about them and goes out of Xumi space.

There was a bamboo basket on the table, in which there was an attractive smell of food. Huangfuqing never knew when the meal was ready.

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