Xia Surou saw Chen Xingran holding a glass bottle in her hand when she returned to the car. She asked curiously: "Xingran, are you coming back to the company to pick this flower?"

Chen Xingran nodded and said, "Su Rou, this flower is called golden leaf clover. This grass is cherished very much, and it is a golden leaf clover that has bloomed. It is really rare to meet in a century."

"What can this grass be used for?" Xia Surou asked.

"With it, I can save someone. That person is important to me."

"Is it your relative?"

"No! But he knows who my relatives are?"

Xia Surou nodded in a slight sense of understanding, and she suddenly asked, "Xingran, if you need my help, just tell me."

Chen Xingran thought about it and said to Xia Surou: "I really want to ask you for help in one thing. Can you accompany me to another place tomorrow?"

Xia Surou was very smart, and she immediately remembered Chen Xingran's previous words. Xia Surou said, "Are you going to save that person?"

Chen Xingran said truthfully: "Yes."

If Wei Qing was not injured, it must have been Wei Qing accompanying Chen Xingran to meet the knife-maker.

Now, Xia Surou is probably the only person around Chen Xingran who can trust.

"Okay, I'll accompany you tomorrow."

Xia Surou agreed to Chen Xingran without even thinking about it.

After the medicinal materials were in place, Chen Xingran used the night to successfully refine the elixir to treat the people who made the knives.

The next day.

At the entrance of a breakfast shop, Chen Xingran bought two people's breakfast and waited for Xia Surou's car at the intersection.

After a while, Xia Surou drove an Audi and parked in front of Chen Xingran.

"Have you changed into a new car?" Chen Xingran got into the car.

"Aren't you going to a mountain village today? To avoid attracting attention, it is better to drive some ordinary cars."

Chen Xingran was speechless. Xia Surou's new car costs 600,000 to 700,000 yuan, not ordinary at all!

Perhaps in Xia Surou's eyes, Audi cars are already very low-key.

The car drove for more than six hours and entered a mountain village. The man who made the knife lived in a dilapidated temple in this mountain village.

After dozens of days, I saw the knife-maker again. Although his five internal organs were completely necrotic, he still breathed a sigh of relief.

The little apprentice of the knife credit man just came back from outside when he saw that it was Chen Xingran who had come and asked, "Mr. Chen, are you here to save my master?"

Chen Xingran took out the pill he made last night, the pill was called Qianqiu Prescription.

The Qianqiu prescription means a thousand generations and boundless forever. This prescription is only suitable for people with the Supreme Destiny of Jiuwu. After taking it, you can last for ten years!

But obviously the sword-crediter in front of him was not the destiny of the Nine Five Lords, otherwise he would not have been poor and sad!

However, although this sword-credit man is not the destiny of the Nine Five Lords, he has a sense of nobleness. This nobleness is indescribable. Although it is a day after tomorrow, just relying on this nobleness, the sword-credit man is a sense of nobleness.

People are qualified to take this Qianqiu Fang elixir to prolong their lives!

Chen Xingran refined three Qianqiufang elixirs in total, and he brought them all over. If one is not enough to awaken the knife-maker, then two or even three. Chen Xingran believed that Qianqiufang could definitely be saved.

A person who sells a knife to credit will have his life.
Chapter completed!