My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 4: One thousand two hundred and eighty-seventh

Chapter 3687 4.1287 Heavenly Alchemist

The fire boiled for a while, and a golden pill with black stripes was suddenly spit out from it.

Everyone took a breath,

Even the Old City Lord, who was standing beside him with an inexplicable face, his eyes widened in shock at this time.

"Small glutinous rice balls!!" Mo Liusheng grabbed his son's hand nervously, his expression a little excited.

Moline pumped her palm vigorously.

With a handsome face, Prince Mo said lightly, "Father, pay attention to the occasion."

What's the situation? Calling his nickname in a place with so many people, do you want to die or do you want to die?

Duanyue's eyes visibly brightened on the side, and he glanced at Moline with a teasing look, with an epiphany expression on his face.

Oh! It turns out that Xiaotangyuan is your file name!

Moline glared at him suddenly, but when he turned around, his father pulled his hand back.

"Little glutinous rice balls, why didn't you tell your father earlier that your daughter-in-law's alchemy is so brilliant?"

"Say it." Mo Lin looked inexplicably, glanced at the excited Mo Liusheng, "Didn't I say before, is my wife a prefecture-level alchemist?"

But now, it seems that his little daughter-in-law's alchemy level should have improved a lot!

Now it's time to enter the ranks of a heavenly alchemist.

"You didn't say that this was amazing." Mo Liusheng glared at him dissatisfiedly.

Merlin lowered his head to think carefully.

Before, my daughter-in-law did not show any clever alchemy skills in front of others. It is no wonder that these people are so surprised that their jaws are falling off at this moment.

Thinking that this is her own wife, Mo Lin feels a little bit happy in her heart.

This is his little daughter-in-law, don't even think about arguing with him, he's his!

"Father, Qiao Qiao worked hard to make alchemy."

Mo Liusheng wanted to take his son's face.

Tough work, hard work for your size.

With all eyes in sight, the little prince concubine refines a black pattern pill. It takes less than a quarter of an hour from the refining of the medicinal liquid to the pill. Is this hard work?

Qiao Mu reached out and held the black gilt pill that jumped out and reached her palm, turning his head to look at one of the two young people behind the three city lord.

The two men were subdued by Zilinwei when they started their hands. At this time, they were being held in the hands of several Zilinwei, struggling hard, and staring at them angrily.

Qiao Mu looked at them coldly, his eyes condensed like he was looking at two corpses, but it made the two young people who were constantly struggling, so scared that they immediately stopped all their actions, and couldn't stop hitting them. There was a shiver.

Qiaomu beckoned.

The two Zilinwei knowing, they escorted one of the young people forward.

As Qiao Mu's eyes signaled~IndoMTL.com~A Zilinwei drew a dagger from his waist, pinched the young man's arm fiercely, and wiped a shining big opening on his arm.

The blood flow continued, and the young man suddenly turned pale with fright, and his body was a little shaky involuntarily.

Only soon, a black pattern hemostatic pill was shot into his mouth.

Everyone saw in an instant that the thick wound on the young man's arm was healing on its own at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the blood immediately stopped.

In just half a minute, the wound disappeared without a trace. If it hadn't been for two drops of blood on the arm, everyone would almost think they were dazzled.

Oh my God! Is this the effect of God-level Hemostatic Pill? ?

This hemostasis speed is going to be against the sky.

Everyone's mind suddenly became active, and their eyes eagerly looked at the little princess.

(End of this chapter)