Next, Mo Liancheng continued to refine more. He refined quite a few pills for nourishing the essence and blood but did not throw them to her this time, instead he used a small porcelain bottle to store them.
Her body, he would slowly nurse back to health.
Qu Tan'er squatted beside him, staring intently without blinking an eye.
"Master, why are you refining so many all of a sudden?"
"On the road, you eat."
"Are these bitter?"
"As long as you obediently listen, the medicine will become not bitter."
"Ah, yes." How can this be so tragic?
She suddenly behaved, no longer speaking.
About an hour later, Mo Liancheng refined two small bottles, told Qu Tan'er to keep them well, then softly said, "Tan'er, the Consolidating Essence Pill and Soul Reviving Pill given by the Qu Clan, save some for the Mo Clan as repayment. After all, if it wasn't for their rescue, we would not be alive today."
"Yes, master."
