Son-in-law, your wife ran away again

At this moment, the golden flower suddenly stopped growing, and the light on the flower dimmed instantly.

Mu Xuefang, who had been standing not far away and controlling Jinhua, stood there dumbly.

Not long after, there was a bang, and the girl's knees hit the ground straight. She straightened her upper body and knelt down on the ground.

Wan Muyan stepped forward and was about to use her spiritual power to make her pass out.

Suddenly, another woman in a water-blue cross-collar skirt flashed in front of her.

Seeing that Mu Xuefeng picked up the nourishing pill that was given to Mu Xueling earlier, he was about to feed it into Mu Xueling's mouth.

Wan Muyan immediately kicked forward, kicking the pill in her hand to the ground.

The little girl's eyes were red, obviously anxious.

"Don't give her pills indiscriminately."

Wan Muyan yelled at Mu Xuefeng, and the pill rolled down in Mu Xuefeng's hand, and she was kicked straight to the side.

Mu Xuefeng lay on the ground, looking at the pill, and wanted to reach out to pick it up.

Before she touched the elixir, a small snow-white hand appeared in front of her eyes.

Mu Muyan picked up the elixir one step ahead of her.

Wan Muyan sniffed it, and noticed the strange smell in the elixir.

"This is not a panacea."

The principles of Buling Pills are similar, but the duration of the effect will be different, which requires each alchemist to improve his alchemy techniques.

Or work on the old formula and add some tricks.

However, this elixir is definitely different, she can smell it, and there is a taste of spirit grass that she doesn't like very much.

Spirit root grass.

This herb smelled very bad, and Muyan would feel dizzy when she smelled it, so she remembered it very clearly.

"The core of some pills will not change. That is, no matter how they are improved or how each alchemist prepares them, they are still a kind of pill after all. This kind of pill must have a common core formula, and this formula will never change. Nothing will change."

In memory, the words that Teacher Hua and Mu Xuecheng said still rang in Mu Yan's ears.

"This is not to say that the current alchemists are all following in the footsteps of their predecessors, and they have no ability. It's just that many basic pills and prescriptions today all come from one source. I think you should know better than me."

Hua Zhaoying looked at Mu Xuecheng.

Mu Xuecheng nodded, then fell silent.

"Tell me, what did you add to this, you want to kill her!"

The memory terminated, and when he returned to the arena, Mu Yan's questioning voice was very clear.

Mu Xuecheng tried its best to resist the attack of the green-level Taoist.

What Mu Xueting didn't expect was that the poison on Mu Mu's cigarette needle was far from as simple as she thought.

After a period of spiritual power decline, she gradually felt that her hands and feet were sore, and it didn't take long for her to hold the sword with both hands.

Mu Xuecheng took advantage of this moment to strike forward, but Mu Xueting finally couldn't resist, and fell backwards. Bai Xuejian couldn't bear the attack of Bingxuejian anymore, and was shot down to the ground.

The snow-white blade flipped in the air, and then plunged into the field, the blade was still shining coldly.

Mu Xueting staggered a few steps, swayed on the spot a few times, and then fell to one knee on the ground.

She raised her hand to cover her chest, spitting out a mouthful of hot blood.

Mu Xuecheng put the sword in his hand, seeing this, hurriedly stepped forward, but saw the woman in front of him raised her hand, signaling her not to approach.

"We lost."

As she spoke, she gradually raised her head, the corners of her mouth were covered with blood.