Hilarious Pampered Consort: Lord I Will Wait for Your Divorce Chapter 1953: My appearance is slightly worse than I used to be1

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Finally, we came to a small courtyard.

This place is neither too big nor too small. The only unique feature is probably that the stone walls surrounding the courtyard are extremely high and extremely thick. Madman Xu took Mo Liancheng in and then into a secret room.

Sure enough, I saw two people.

One is lying on the white jade bed, and the other is sitting cross-legged, adjusting his breath and recuperating.

Gao Shi was injured the most, so he hid on the bed.

The two of them were not surprised when the old madman came in, but surprise flashed in the eyes of the young man behind him. When they came to Danta, they had never seen the old madman bring an outsider in.

Feng Jinran smiled gently, "Mr. Xu, who is this young man?"

"Junior Mo Liancheng, I have met two seniors." Mo Liancheng looked respectful and bowed deeply to the two of them.

As soon as he spoke, Gao Shihefeng Jinran's eyes lit up and he immediately understood who was coming.

Mo Liancheng smiled, removed his disguise, and restored his original appearance, with peerless Tsinghua and outstanding temperament.

Xu Old Maniac was shocked. What an outstanding young man. He sighed: "Boy, my appearance is a little worse than mine. But it’s not bad..."

"Ahem!!..."

Feng Jinran and Gao Shi suppressed their laughter until they coughed several times.

Mo Liancheng was also stunned. I didn't expect Elder Xu to say this.

Immediately, Mo Liancheng offered to see Feng Jinran and Gao Shi's injuries. Because Gao Shi's injury was more serious, Mo Liancheng showed him first. After checking it, he found that the injury was really a headache. Although he saved one life, he only had half of his life left. Fortunately, he met Xu Daluo, otherwise, he would have been doomed.

After reading Gao Shi’s, then read Feng Jinran’s.

Mo Liancheng has a good impression of this Wind Valley Master.

After watching it, the old madman asked: "How was it?"

"If there is a ninth-grade muscle-building pill, Sect Leader Gao can recover 70% to 80% of his injuries..." But he has never refined the ninth-grade muscle-building pill. What's more, what he usually refines is only the sixth or seventh grade, and those elixirs are not easy to find. Furthermore, if you want to refine the ninth level, you also need the ninth level elixir.

At this time, Mo Liancheng looked at Feng Jinran again, and said humbly like a gentleman: "Master Feng Gu's only needs one Soul Profound Pill, but this one needs to be at least eighth-grade perfect. This one is easier. ”

At this moment, both people’s eyes lit up.

But, this pill... they couldn't believe it.

It’s really not easy for the eighth and ninth grades.

They also know that the old madman is only at the beginning of the eighth grade.

Although Master Alchemy said that he could contact Mo Liancheng if necessary, can he really do it at such a young age? Looking at the old madman again, he found that his old **** was still there, and his expression did not change. The two of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Mo Liancheng wrote down the elixirs he needed, and listed them. There were nearly three hundred kinds. Seventh grade accounted for 30%, eighth grade accounted for 60%, and 10% required ninth grade. But there are also twenty or thirty kinds of ninth grade. Panacea. It turns out that the old madman is still there. When he saw this list of elixirs, his eyes widened, "Boy, are you sure you have no selfish motives?"

Mo Liancheng was speechless and had no conscience at all. This time he had no selfish motives at all, and none of the elixirs were for himself. There were several of them that he knew Qinling had, but he hadn't listed them yet. However, people actually questioned it? Immediately, his handsome face sank, and he picked up the list of elixirs and said, "Elder, let me see if there is anything I have missed."

Then he pretended to read it again, picked up the pen again, and filled in the ones he didn't write just now.