"Oh." Feng Yunmo responded in a low voice, but deep down in his heart, he was secretly wondering what kind of woman his mother was?

Her hands unconsciously tightened the clothes around his waist.

Beiming Yexuan turned his head, glanced at the hand holding his clothes, and then put his big palm on her small hand. He didn't want to think about Hu Bing being injured because of saving her.

Tell her.

That will make her feel like she owes another person another favor, and she will feel burdened by it.

Moreover, Hu Bing saved her out of love for him, not because he really wanted to save Feng Yunmo. On the contrary, she hated Feng Yunmo.

Just like her mother who hated Feng Yunmo.

If he could kill Feng Yunmo in his lifetime, Hu Bing would never be soft-hearted, but Hu Bing would not be confused. Feng Yunmo was a natural match for Beiming Yexuan, and she would not attack her, let alone

Won't kill her.

*

Wu Feihuan left the room and headed towards the alchemy room.

The alchemy room is clean and spacious, with an alchemy furnace in the middle. A woman is carved on the four sides of the alchemy furnace. The woman is holding a basket of elixirs in one hand and scattering the elixirs in the basket to the world with the other hand. It gives the ordinary alchemy furnace a unique flavor.

Tong Yao and Sha Qianchen were standing side by side. Sha Qianchen was holding the little white tiger in his arms. It seemed that he had coaxed the little white tiger down.

And Tong Yao held a banana fan by his side and kept fanning the fire at the bottom of the furnace.

The Ginger Medicine God climbed up the ladder to heaven and sprinkled the alchemy ingredients into the alchemy furnace.

Wu Feihuan glanced casually in the alchemy room, her eyes briefly rested on Tong Yao, and then turned to Jiang Yaoshen.

He walked slowly to the ladder, looked at the ginger medicine god who was humming an unknown tune, and asked: "Master Medicine God, in two days, the medicine he took before will lose its effectiveness, and the divine power in his body will also be affected by the medicine."

It effectively dispersed and wreaked havoc in his body."

"Don't worry, you don't have to worry about me refining the medicine." Jiang Medicine God lowered his eyes and glanced at Wu Feihuan, then continued to put the ingredients into the furnace.

After a while, he climbed down from the top and put his hands on the stove. Just in time, those old hands were placed on the chest of the woman carved on the stove.

When Tong Yao saw it, his face turned red, and he immediately lowered his head, while his hand mechanically shook the fan.

But Sha Qianchen didn't see any problem.

On the contrary, after Wu Feihuan saw Tong Yao's reaction, he moved his eyes to Jiang Yaoshen's hand on the stove.

Suddenly I couldn't help cursing secretly in my heart: "Old pervert!"

Jiang Yaoshen was concentrating on refining the medicine, but he couldn't see the two or three strange looks beside him.

Sha Qianchen swept Wu Feihuan and Tong Yao back and forth.

Seeing Tong Yao lowering his head and blushing, Sha Qianchen frowned, stretched out his hand, and grabbed Tong Yao's wrist.

Tong Yao raised her head sharply and watched as Sha Qianchen took the fan out of her hand and silently led her out of the alchemy room until the two of them came to the garden with grapes in the yard of the alchemy room. Sha Qianchen

Then he let go of Tong Yao.

With a straight face, he stared at Tong Yao.

Tong Yao felt uncomfortable being stared at by that long-lost gaze. He raised his head, opened his mouth and smiled: "Your Highness, what's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

He nodded.

Tong Yao thought it was true, became nervous for a moment, and asked, "What's wrong with me?"

"Here." Sha Qianchen grabbed Tong Yao's hand again, placed it on his heart, and said, "It's very boring here."
Chapter completed!