Chapter 338
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Refining a Golden Elixir of Nine Orifices with three Dark Clouds Spirit Flowers was already a very high success rate.
Shi Lanling arrogantly raised her chin, "Of course, there's no problem. With my, Shi Lanling's, alchemy skills, the Emperor Lord doesn't need to worry at all. Once the elixir is refined, Lan Ling will personally deliver the elixir to the Emperor. "
Others couldn't even refine a Golden Pill of Nine Orifices with three Dark Clouds Spirit Flowers.
But she insisted on making two or three pills.
At that time, she would definitely make that person look at her in a different light.
She would definitely let that person know that she was the best.
Shi Lanling pressed her hand on the jade box, her eyes full of expectation, desire, and determination.
She didn't even hear Han Ye's words: "There's no need, Jun Shang doesn't see outsiders".
He just immersed himself in his own world.
From the first moment she laid eyes on Di Ming Jue, Shi Lanling has allowed her heart to sink completely into this man.
Because she knows that in the Yanwu Continent, there will never be another man like this person, handsome, powerful, and aloof!
Only a man like this was worthy of her, Shi Lanling.
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With a creak, the door was pushed open.
Ying Mei carefully carried the dishes into the house.
However, the room was quiet and the light was dim. There were no melodious zither sounds, no warm candlelight, and no refreshing fragrance.
What made Ying Mei uneasy was that she could smell a faint smell of blood in the air.
He put down the tray, walked around the screen, and entered the room.
Ying Mei saw a figure moving slowly on the bed and called out softly, "Miss Jun, it's time to eat. You haven't even had breakfast …"
Before he finished speaking, Ying Mei's expression suddenly changed.
On the bed not far away, a young girl in pajamas was leaning against the headboard.
His face was pale, and his head was slightly drooping. He was so weak that he looked like he could fall off the bed at any time.
What was even more frightening was that her pale lips and snow-white clothes were stained with captivating red blood.
"Miss Jun –!!" Ying Mei turns pale with fright and rushes over to help Muyan, whose life or death is unknown.
She pinched her slender, jade-like wrist with her fingers and slowly injected spiritual energy into it.
It had been a long time since Ying Mei had been so afraid.
His hands were ice-cold and his body was trembling slightly.
He was afraid that something might happen to Mu Yan …
However, as the spiritual power gushed out, she felt that her eyelids were getting heavier and her consciousness was getting more and more blurry.
His body began to sway uncontrollably.
Ying Mei struggled to open her eyes, but she couldn't control her body.
She suddenly realized something.
Raising her eyes with difficulty, she saw the young girl who was on the verge of death a moment ago. Her long eyelashes fluttered and her eyes shone with a crafty light. The corners of her lips curled up, revealing a charming smile at her.
Ying Mei's first reaction was: Fortunately, Miss Jun is fine.
Unable to hold on any longer, he fainted.
Looking at the "young man" who has fallen asleep in her arms, Mu Yan cupped her hands guiltily towards her, "I'm sorry, Yingmei, I'll borrow your identity first. When I see my baby, I will definitely come back to treat your illness and maintain your figure. "
Mu Yan's speed is very fast, and she directly changes clothes with Ying Mei.
In the mirror, the black-clothed youth's face couldn't be seen clearly under the shadow, but the cold temperament around him was exactly the same as Ying Mei.
He believes that as long as he doesn't look closely, even Han Ye, who is most familiar with Ying Mei, wouldn't be able to recognize him.
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