Unprecedented Pill Refiner: Entitled Ninth Young Lady Chapter 142: : National Teacher (6)

　　 Gong Zhengyu discovered for the first time that he was so unpleasant, and the other party's dislike for him was no secret.

　　Naihe...

　　The other party is a national teacher.

　　 Gong Zhengyu can only obediently smile, and obediently said: "I will follow the order of the national teacher and set off tomorrow."

　　 After hearing this, Xinglou looked away with satisfaction, and those eyes fell on Monsoon Smoke again.

　　"..." Monsoon Smoke was a little speechless. If she hadn't been very clear about the color of her shell, she would really think that the national teacher was just looking for herself.

　　 Just when Monsoon Smoke was thinking about this, Xinglou suddenly reached out his hand, and under the stunned eyes of everyone, suddenly pulled Monsoon Smoke’s injured paw, not waiting for Monsoon Yan recovered, he had taken out a bottle of medicine from his waist, opened the lid with one finger, and slowly poured the light blue medicine onto the wound of Monsoon Smoke.

　　 Monsoon smoke subconsciously wanted to withdraw his paws, but when the medicine touched the wound, there were still some tingling wounds, but it was suddenly covered by a cool touch. The not deep mouth was moisturized by the blue medicine. After a little bit of healing, a powdery tender flesh soon grew from the wound.

　　 An elegant fragrance also came out with the medicine.

　　, Gong Zhengyu, who was silent on the side, could not help but flash a flash of surprise when he smelled the fragrance. Others might not recognize what the potion was, but he knew very well.

　　 It was a master-level potion. Even in their caravan, such a precious potion was never brought out this time.

　　 Looking at the entire empire, there is only one pharmacist master, and that person is very old, and the number of pharmacy refining every day is extremely rare, and it is directly provided to your majesty and the national teacher. There is no such qualification.

　　 but...

　　 Star Tower actually applied the Grandmaster-level potion to the small wounds of Monsoon Smoke so easily.

　　 This is no longer a slaughter knife, but a dragon knife!

　　 After seeing the wound on Monsoon Yan’s hand healed, Xinglou let go of her little paw, and the remaining half of the bottle of medicine did not intend to be taken back, but was directly stuffed into Monsoon Yan’s hand.

　　"Guo Shi?" A question mark full of monsoon smoke.

　　 "I have something else." Xinglou stared at Monsoon Smoke, and then took Xuanwei away from Monsoon Smoke.

　　 Throughout the process, the monsoon smoke is in a state of cloud and mist.

　　He Guoshi...what are they here for?

　　 After leaving the Star Tower, Monsoon Smoke still held the half bottle of potion, with a look of confusion.

　　ran......

　　Linghe and the others looked at her, and they have gone from the worship of the past to the point of fanaticism!

　　 They thought that their young lady was sturdy enough on weekdays, but they didn’t expect to have friendship with the national teacher. People here will never see a side of the national teacher. Not only did they stand up for their young lady, they also gave a bottle. Cow's potion!

　　 What a passion this is!

　　If Monsoon Smoke was not young, it would be directed at Xinglou's attitude towards Monsoon Smoke. Ling He and the others would doubt whether Xinglou had a private appointment with their young lady for life.

　　 "Big Brother Ling." Monsoon Yan suddenly opened his mouth.

　　 Ling He greeted him with a slap in the face.

　　 "Miss, what's your order?"

　　 "Take the potion to Zorno and the others. It's pretty easy to use." The bottle of potion in Monsoon Smoke's handle was randomly stuffed into Ling He's hand.