Madam Mo rolled her eyes at Su Luo.
You blow, you keep blowing! I see how your cowhide is still blowing down
"It's so easy to say, it's as if this jar of royal ointment was made by you."
Mrs. Mo believes that Su Luo's appearance and temperament are absolutely extraordinary, but if Su Luo can make an emperor-level ointment... At her age, Mrs. Mo said that even if she was killed, she would not believe it. .
Su Luo smiled lightly: "These emperor-level ointments are naturally made by me, can there be others? But when it comes to the efficacy, the half-step god-level medicine is several times better than the emperor-level medicine, it's a pity I don't have much in my hands, otherwise I'll give you a half-step god-level ointment."
How could Mrs. Mo believe it? She waved her hand hurriedly: "Okay, okay, little girl, stop bragging, anyway, everyone will believe us."
Speaking of that, Madam Mo's eyes fell on the jar of royal ointment again. This time, her eyes hurt again, and she was shocked again.
Mrs. Mo said: "The emperor-level ointment here is enough. The Mo family accepts your great kindness. When the time comes, the ancient notebook will be handed over to you. Even if the patriarch asks, he will have nothing to say."
The lives of the entire clan are compared to a broken notebook that cannot be read. As long as there is no hole in the brain, everyone knows how to choose.
Su Luo was relieved when she saw that Madam Mo, who had been wary of her, was finally convinced.
Mrs. Mo instructed the nanny beside her to quickly distribute the ointment.
While looking at Su Luo, Mrs. Mo pondered in her heart, which girl is this girl? How come such a big hand is from a super big family
Su Luo knew what Madam Mo was struggling with, but she didn't say a word, just walked side by side with her lightly.
In the end, Mrs. Mo couldn't help herself: "Girl, who are you..."
Su Luo raised his right index finger and made a shush gesture to Madam Mo: "It's better that Madam Mo doesn't know, after all, Patriarch Mo will ask..."
"That's right, you're absolutely right, I'd better not know anything, and I was still coerced by you to get that ancient notebook." Madam Mo took out a dagger from somewhere and handed it to Su Luo: "Come on, act in a full set, put the dagger against my throat, hurry up."
Su Luo: "..."
In the sky ahead, Nangong Liuyun and the figure of the man in black were fighting very fiercely!
The fists of the two sides slammed out, and where the shock waves collided, there was a violent fluctuation and distortion in the space. Countless shock waves were reversed and radiated in all directions with the collision as the center. For a time, the air waves rolled and the clouds were overturned!
Madam Mo's heart skipped a beat when she saw it. She clutched her chest and kept praying in her heart. She turned to Su Luo and said, "Your husband, please don't lose, or even if you get that ancient notebook, you won't be able to keep it. ."
Su Luo was still very confident in Nangong Liuyun, she just smiled lightly: "It's really in my hands and then talk about other things."
In the Mojia Village before, due to a moment of negligence, the ancient notebook that was almost in hand was snatched away right under the nose. Su Luo would never allow such a thing to happen again.
While Su Luo and Madam Mo were talking, they were already under a tower.
Mrs. Mo pointed at Su Luo and said, "The notebook is above the tower, let's go, I'll take you to get it now."