"Yesterday the emperor gave me a thousand-year-old snow lotus, which is a tribute from a small border country to the fire feather country./
Isn't your mother's health always bad? I asked Bing to send the Thousand-Year Snow Lotus to the Yun Family, so that your mother can make up for her body, so that you won't worry about your mother's body all day in the palace. "
What Qianmo Qingcheng said is true.
Over the past month or so, he has seen Yun Luoxue frowning from time to time on several occasions.
She should have been carefree at this age.
But he knew that Luo Xue was worried about Li Qinglan's body, so he asked the emperor to come to the emperor for a thousand years of snow lotus to supplement Li Qinglan's body.
Thousand-year Saussurea is different from ordinary products. Taking it is naturally thousands of times better than ordinary supplements.
Yun Luoxue said it was a lie to not be moved.
After spending more than a month with Qian Mo Qingcheng, he already knew his personality and way of doing things.
More or less, Luo Xue was still a little grateful to Qian Mo Qingcheng.
He was able to take care of her mother's body because of himself, which was indeed beyond her expectation.
"Qianmo Qingcheng, thank you."
"Little girl, did you tell me what you said? Well, I still prefer your cool and cold touch."
Qian Mo Qingcheng glanced at Yun Luoxue, a little unhappy about Yun Luoxue's thanks to him.
See you like this
Yun Luoxue smiled, just about to say something, the smile on her face disappeared in an instant.
It was replaced by a cold face and a solemn suit.
Seeing this, Qian Mo Qingcheng narrowed his eyes.
This little girl is so murderous.
Is this what a 13-year-old child should have.
What has Luo Xue experienced that made her be like this.
Standing up, Yun Luoxue glanced at the depths of the bamboo forest clearly, and she still came.
Xiao Feng was sore, and the murderous spirit lingered all over the courtyard.
I don't know if it is Yun Luoxue's or some people lurking deep in the bamboo forest.
"Hahaha—"
The deep voice was full of murderous air.
When the voice fell, people appeared.
A group of twenty people, all dressed in black.
The head is impressively a person over fifty.
Yun Luoxue slowly narrowed her eyes when she saw the visitor.
A strong coldness flashed under his eyes.
Qin Huafeng, the master of Fengyumen, Qin Huafeng.
"Presumably this is Lord Qianmo."
Qin Huafeng smiled at Qian Mo Qingcheng with a pleased look.
Qianmo Qingcheng was still doing it, his snow-white robe was raised by the wind.
It looks so brilliant, so not stained with dust.
It's like an indesectable banal immortal.
A pair of phoenix eyes scanned the twenty men in black behind Qin Huafeng, um, yes, they were all people of the fifth rank of spiritual energy.
Spiritual energy and spiritual power are divided into nine ranks.
The lowest level is aura, divided into nine levels
Then there is spiritual power, which is also divided into nine ranks.
The highest is Wuling Qi, which is divided into four stages, the early stage, the middle stage, the later stage, and the peak.
Well, the fifth-order Reiki, there are still twenty, and it is already considered a master.
You must know that the top guards of the Fire Feather Nation are only thirty people with the seventh rank of spiritual power.
Now that this old guy can gather so many people in the spiritual energy stage at once, it seems that he has lost his blood.
I just don't know what Qin Huafeng brought people to Qianmo Palace.
"Qin Huafeng, the master of Fengyumen, what do you want to do with so many people here?"
With a light smile, Qianmo Qingcheng's peerless and handsome face was full of charm.
That smile dazzled the sun and the moon and captured the world's grace.