"Remember to come to Longteng to find me!" Shasha's eyes were red, and she stepped forward and hugged Zhiyan in her arms and said.

"Okay, let's go quickly. When you have a uncle, how can you remember me?" patted her back, Zhiyan deliberately said disgusted, but in turn, Shasha's stare fiercely.

Under everyone's attention, Sharon and others stepped into the sedan chair and gradually moved away. The elixir castle returned to its usual calmness. The Rakshasa adventure team trained and discussed. The elixirs rushed to refine elixirs, and the medicinal farmers planted grass. The whole castle was peaceful and quiet a little strange.

Zhiyan stood at the window and looked into the distance. The setting sun was setting, and the blood-like setting sun dyed half of the sky red, as if the calm before the storm came, the air was dull and a little depressed.

"Quq!" A knock on the door sounded outside the door, pulling Zhiyan's thoughts back.

"Please come in!" After saying that, Old Mo and others walked in from outside the door.

"Haha, why are Xiao Yan'er standing by the window alone?" Old Mo looked at Xiao Yan'er with a smile. I wonder if it was his illusion. At the moment, he felt that the little girl seemed a little worried. Is there something difficult?

"Stand bored, look at the scenery below, everyone sit down." He curled his lips and went over perfunctorily, entertaining Mr. Mo and others to take their seats.

"Ha, the little girl has free time to be bored, it's really rare!" The madman couldn't help but joke. In the past, he couldn't even see a figure in his personal situation. After coming several times, he finally met him.

"It seems that you won't go to the Three Treasures Palace for nothing, why, where does it come from?" Zhiyan raised her eyebrows, her eyes fell on Old Bai and others, with a smile in her eyes.

"Ahem, everyone is not in good condition recently. We are exploring whether to hold the alchemy bucket in advance to adjust the atmosphere." Bai Laogan coughed, his eyes flashing slightly. He would never tell the little girl that he was looking at her to refine the alchemy.

"Yes, Xiao Yan'er had promised that after the auction would be held in the castle, I have been looking forward to it." Old Mo narrowed his eyes and looked at her with a burning look of anticipation on his face.

"We happened to be stuck in the bottleneck period recently. Let's look at Xiao Yan'er's alchemy and maybe we can find a breakthrough." The madman was not ashamed at all, and directly expressed his thoughts. These old men were hypocritical and said directly that they wanted to see the alchemy.

Brother Song looked at Zhiyan with a smile, his eyes burning and expecting.

Zhiyan Khan, it turns out that everyone has made this idea. Everyone’s mood seems not very high recently. Well, a elixir fight is held there, and the castle internal competition will stimulate everyone’s enthusiasm for alchemy.

"Well, you will tell you later. You can just register for those who want to participate. There is no limit on the number of people. Even if you have the full name, it is not a bad idea. In addition, those who are interested will receive rewards." Zhiyan nodded and said simply.

Mr. Mo and others' eyes lit up at the same time, and it was this time that they were waiting, "Then Xiao Yan'er will show off her hands."

"Swish, aren't you here for this purpose? Don't worry, you won't disappoint you. How about the eighth-grade soul-raising pill? Is it exciting enough?" The corners of your lips curled slightly, and the delicate and tender little face burst into a smile, like spring flowers blooming, charming, and the big watery eyes blinked, with endless vitality.

Old Mo and his wife breathed and their hearts pounded. What did they just hear?

"Eighth, eighth grade soul-raising pill?" The madman shouted in disbelief, supported his hands on the wooden table, and stared at Zhiyan with his eyes burning.

Old Mo, Old Bai, Brother Song, everyone stared at him enthusiastically, wishing to melt Zhiyan on the spot. If her eyes could kill someone, she would probably have died thousands of times.

"Girl, tell me quickly, you're not kidding." Seeing Zhiyan's look so careless, Old Mo could no longer control himself, and grabbed her thin shoulders with his big hands and said tremblingly.

Didn’t this girl deliberately make it difficult for them to have sex? Eighth grade pills are not something that can be joked about casually.

"Xiao Yan'er, have you really refined the eighth-grade soul-raising pill?" Old Bai's Adam's apple squirmed, suddenly feeling dry and uncomfortable, suppressing the excitement in his heart, confirming.

"Girl, we are not outsiders." Even Brother Song, who has always been a little sensible, couldn't help but add.

"Please, it's just an eighth-grade elixir. Can you be so excited? Look at your success." Zhiyan rolled her eyes and looked speechlessly at these four people who were over several centuries together.

Who said they were calm? In her eyes, she had never seen them calm.
Chapter completed!