King Sang Shun took the elixir bottle directly from Sang Lanruo's hand, opened it and looked up in shock, "They are all god-level elixirs!"
They are all divine elixirs!
King Sang Shun's words shocked not only Sang Lanruo, but also Mu Xuewu.
God-level elixir! It's not some bad street stuff.
In Xizhou, if a god-level elixir is auctioned, it can fetch at least tens of thousands of intermediate spiritual stones. The most important thing is that it is often a situation where there is a price but no market.
And what did Mu Qingge bring out
The pill that was given to Sang Lanruo before was considered as her luck and she got the god-level elixir by chance. What about this bottle
How do you explain this bottle
Could it be that she was so lucky that she randomly found a god-level elixir
Especially Sang Lanruo, the pill she just took made her feel distressed. Now look at this whole bottle, and I have to take one pill every day...
Do you take god-level elixirs as food every day
Just thinking about it makes her feel heartbroken and reluctant to let go!
King Sang Shun brought the elixir bottle to his nose again and asked, carefully identified it, and confirmed again: "That's right! It's a god-level elixir. The fragrance of this medicine is so strong, I can't mistake it."
"It is indeed a god-level elixir." Mu Qingge finally spoke and confirmed the elixir's grade.
Sang Lanruo regained thirty years of life, but his appearance did not change much.
After all, the thirty years that she had made up were too little compared to the thirteen hundred years that she had lost. It was simply a drop in the bucket. However, Mu Qingge has not refined any elixir specifically to replenish longevity before, so he cannot replenish her too much. He can only use god-level elixirs to nourish her before that, and wait for her to refine it specifically to replenish it. Take Shouyuan's elixir before taking it.
"No." Sang Lanruo woke up from the shock. She snatched the elixir bottle from King Sang Shun with trembling hands, stuffed it directly into Mu Qingge's arms, and said in an old and weak voice: "These god-level elixirs It's rare and precious, don't waste it on me, you should keep it for emergencies." She did not forget that Mu Qingge's lifespan was not long.
Mu Qingge saw the worry in her eyes, and said slowly: "Don't worry about me, I can be regarded as standing up again, and now my longevity has been fully replenished. These are just ordinary god-level pills. Wait until I refine a god-level elixir specifically designed to replenish longevity, and then give it to you."
"Wait! What did you say?" King Sang Shun suddenly interrupted Mu Qingge.
Mu Qingge raised her eyes to look at him, and was about to answer, but was interrupted excitedly by Sang Lanruo. "Ge'er, are you saying that you are completely healed now?"
Mu Qingge's eyes returned to Sang Lanruo and nodded.
Then, he looked at King Sang Shun and said calmly: "I said, these are just ordinary god-level elixirs. I will send them over after I refine the god-level elixirs that specifically replenish longevity."
"You, you, you... you are..." King Sang Shun was so excited that he could not form a sentence.
Understanding what he was excited about, Mu Qingge finally nodded, "Yes, I am a god-level alchemist."
boom!
Even though they had vaguely guessed it, hearing Mu Qingge admit it in person still shocked the three people in the room.
Mu Xuewu looked at Mu Qingge and couldn't find the words to describe this sister. Not only is he talented, but he is also a god-level weapon refiner and a god-level alchemist!
In front of this sister, all her previous brilliance seemed to dim.
However, she did not feel unhappy because of this, but felt proud of Mu Qingge's excellence!
Sang Lanruo also looked at Mu Qingge with great pride. She had missed so much of her daughter's growth and knew very little about her. This is the most difficult knot in her heart to open, and now that her daughter is so good, how can she not be happy for her.
King Sang Shun took a deep breath, nodded slowly and said, "You kid! You can always frighten and surprise people." The fright he mentioned was referring to the fact that Mu Qingge was knocked unconscious with white hair. The way she looks when someone brings her back, the surprise, is how she brings miracles again and again.
Mu Qingge smiled lightly and said calmly: "So, don't worry that I don't have the elixir." She stuffed the elixir bottle back in her hand.
Mu Xuewu realized at this time why Mu Qingge didn't need Mei Zizhong to help her prepare the elixirs for the competition, because she was an alchemist herself and had a higher level than Mei Zizhong.
"Since it is your daughter who honors you, just accept it." King Sang Shun also smiled and said to Sang Lanruo.
Sang Lanruo held the elixir bottle, tears streaming from his cloudy eyes. After she knew that Mu Qingge was a god-level alchemist, countless thoughts emerged in her heart.
The first thing that comes to mind is what Mu Qingge once said, 'She can save Mu Liancheng! 'But after Mu Liancheng woke up, she...
Sang Lanruo raised his hand and placed it lightly on his cheek, feeling his loose and inelastic skin. Now that she looks like this, she really shouldn't face Mu Liancheng.
"Although pills can replenish longevity, the most important thing is to improve one's own cultivation so that longevity can be extended. But..." Mu Qingge said slowly, but stopped mid-sentence.
"But what?" King Sang Shun asked.
Sang Lanruo also raised his head to look at her. In fact, although she felt a little regretful that she could not face Mu Liancheng as she once was, she did not feel regretful because she saw her daughter standing well in front of her, and she felt that any effort she made was worth it.
"But..." Mu Qingge's eyes fell on Sang Lanruo's white hair. "This time the life span is too much, which hurts the root. Even if the life span is replenished, it will continue. The appearance can become younger, but the hair can only be like this."
After saying that, Mu Qingge also frowned, feeling slightly uncomfortable.
Her flesh and blood were recast, and her hair was restored. Otherwise, like Sang Lanruo, she would have to wear a head of white hair from now on.
"Don't worry, I will find a way. If there is a way to restore your hair color, I will find it for you." Mu Qingge promised Sang Lanruo.
Sang Lanruo shook his head with a relieved smile, "No, there's nothing wrong with it. The burden on you is too heavy, so don't worry about these unimportant things."
Mu Qingge lowered her eyes and pursed her lips. She said everything she needed to say.
Standing up, she said to Sang Lanruo: "Anyway, I will find a way."
After that, she turned around and left.
"Ge'er." Sang Lanruo looked at her reluctantly. It is really rare for mother and daughter to talk so harmoniously. Even now, Mu Qingge has not called her "Mother".
Mu Qingge was stopped and stood by the door, but did not look back.
The atmosphere in the room became a little silent for a while.
After a while, Mu Qingge said, "Thank you, mother." After saying these four words, she immediately rushed out of the room and disappeared in front of the three of them.
The three people in the room were stunned.
After a long time, Sang Lanruo murmured in disbelief and asked, "Ge'er... what did she call me?"
With tears in her eyes, Mu Xuewu said to her, "Mom, my sister calls you mother."
King Sang Shun also sighed with slightly wet eyes, "Lan Ruo, you finally waited."
The words of the two made Sang Lanruo feel sad, and she hugged the quilt and cried softly. She was crying with joy. As long as her eldest daughter could call her 'mother', she would be willing to take her life away.
After Sang Lanruo calmed down, she suddenly thought: "I forgot who the handsome young man who suddenly appeared was."
King Sang Shun also frowned and said, "I also forgot what happened to her to make her come back in such a miserable state."
"Uh!" Mu Xuewu hesitated after hearing what the two of them said.
But her appearance still attracted the attention of Sang Lanruo and King Sang Shun.
"Xue Wu, what do you want to say?" King Sang Shun asked directly.
Mu Xuewu said hesitantly: "When I was at home in Linchuan, I learned that my sister had been engaged to a very important person under the auspices of my grandfather, but I didn't know if it was the one who appeared now."
"Engagement!" Sang Lanruo said in shock.
She had heard a lot about Mu Qingge from Mu Xuewu before, but not this one.
King Sang Shun nodded thoughtfully, "If he is really Ge'er's future husband, then we can't neglect him."
"Is that gentleman really Ge'er's fiance?" Sang Lanruo said in disbelief.
"Can I just ask my sister?" Mu Xuewu said helplessly.
"Let's ask about this matter in a few days. Ge'er just came back and was so traumatized again. Although she behaved as usual, she was in a very depressed mood. Let's wait for her to recover for a few days and then we can ask everything clearly. ." King Sang Shun said after thinking.
After saying that, his eyes flashed sharply, "I want to see who hurt my granddaughter like this!"
…
When I returned to my yard, it was quiet inside.
Perhaps everyone knew that Mu Qingge didn't want anyone to disturb him at this moment, so they all hid their whereabouts.
Mu Qingge walked under the tree, looked at the two lounge chairs that were swaying gently in the breeze, and suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood. The scarlet blood spilled on the ground was particularly eye-catching.
"Xiao Ge'er, are you going to love me to death?" Si Mo came to her side in an instant and held her in his arms.
Underneath the amber eyes, there was worry and heartache.
Mu Qingge leaned in his arms, her eyes slightly red, holding back tears.
There was still blood on her lips.
She whispered to Si Mo, "Amo, my heart hurts so much. It hurts so much."
"Xiao Ge'er, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm late." Si Mo hugged her tightly, feeling the pain from the bottom of her heart, and hated himself for not noticing it earlier and coming earlier. In this way, he Little Ge'er would not have suffered so much pain, let alone be so heartbroken at this time.
Mu Qingge shook her head slowly. The tears she was holding back had stretched the veins around her eyes, and the surroundings were covered with bloodshot eyes.
She took a deep breath and said to Si Mo: "Amo, I want to drink. You drink with me."
She didn't want to cry, and she couldn't cry. She didn't want her enemies to see her weakness. She just wanted to water herself with strong wine and swallow her tears together with the strong wine.
And then... revenge!
Mu Qingge's red eyes reflected strong hatred!
(End of chapter)