Chapter 72 The Old Man’s Birthday Banquet

Sulfur, saltpeter...

Mo Chu recalled a series of harmful items in his mind, and another list came out of his mouth.

She didn't know who the competition would face, but she knew that this was another life-and-death test for her. The eight-stage mysterious energy, and fighting those serious mysterious people was a life-and-death test in itself.

Fortunately, she was once a medical drug scientist, so it was not difficult to get some gadgets to defend herself. What was difficult was that time was tight.

In the busy day and night, the old man’s birthday is just around the corner.

Because of the friendship competition, some powerful people who would have given birthday gifts in previous years were all stopped at home this year, but the old man knew that the competition was a cover and the emperor was refrigerating him.

When he was moved, the old man was happy to be quiet and avoided some hypocritical and polite interactions.

However, no one expected that the original family dinner would have unexpectedly expanded and became the most lively birthday party in history.

As soon as Mo Chu arrived at the door, his footsteps suddenly stopped, and then he looked at a large group of people gathering at a dining table. In addition to the Mo family, there were Feng Lie, Ye Zili, Xiao Qingyang, and the most incredible Long Qianxie!

However, today's Long Qianxie is very different. He took off his dark robe and wore a simple purple shirt. Although it is simple, it is beautiful without any contamination of worldly dust. It is noble and elegant, and is unparalleled.

The strangest thing is that he sat there with his back straight, gentle and gentle smile, giving people the illusion of a scholarly child and a humble gentleman!

Yes, this is an illusion. The Long Qianxie she knew was not that true at all!

A bad premonition arose in his heart. Mo Chu frowned and walked towards Mo Rongtian: "Grandpa, Chu'er is late. This is a birthday gift for you. I wish you good health and longevity."

The moment she saw Mo Chu, Mo Wan'er immediately sank her face. The scenes last night were played desperately in her mind like slideshows.

The urge to get up and beat Mo Chu was so hard that she slowly clamped her fingers, and even made a squeaking sound, and the teeth of hatred were fighting.

In full view of everyone, they humiliated her like that...

At this moment, a son stuffed it into her hand from under the table, interrupting her thoughts. Mo Wan'er looked sideways and Liu Qinglan looked ahead as if nothing had happened, smiling dignifiedly.

Immediately, she smiled coldly and stood up and said, "Grandpa, this is Wan'er's birthday gift to you. Wan'er wishes you happiness as good as the East China Sea and a long life!"

In the Mo family, Mo Wan'er is the most beautiful. In the direct line, her talent is second only to the second brother. Now she is repeatedly overwhelmed by the ugly monster Mo Chu, and she urgently needs a chance to turn over.

Today, the opportunity is here.

What can a poor man who makes money by selling skills on the streets give you a comparison of what she has?

The old man looked at the two granddaughters handing out gifts, and took them one by one at the same time, and said with a smile: "Grandpa is really relieved to see you so thoughtful."

"Why not grandpa open it and see if he likes it?" Mo Wan'er was so mean and smiled calmly and harmlessly. She didn't believe it. She couldn't even slap Mo Chu back?

"This..." The old man hesitated, obviously worried that Mo Chu would not be able to hold back his face, but sometimes, the more careful he was, the more he seemed to care.

"Okay." No longer hesitated, the old man smiled and opened his son, and a faint fragrance of medicine immediately spread out. The smell was so refreshing that it made people feel energetic. The old man couldn't help but be surprised: "Wanshou Pill?"

"Well, this was something Wan'er gotten it after being useless. She just hoped that her grandfather would live forever." To be honest, Mo Wan'er was also shocked. She didn't expect that Liu Qinglan had such a precious pill. Now the old man should be taken away by her filial piety?

Of course, what she was even happier was that Mo Chu would be able to slap him with a dark face now, and all the depression in her heart could finally be vented.

People's reactions are also so cooperative.

"It is said that the Wanshou Pill refines the material in a complex way, rare and rare. The alchemist with too low level cannot control it. He has failed repeatedly. This Wanshou Pill is expensive!" Ye Zili smiled slightly, remembering the one he bought for his old man before, which cost more than 100,000 taels.

"How many elixirs are there?" Feng Lie glanced at it and asked seriously.

"...third-rank." After hesitating, Mo Wan'er glanced at Liu Qinglan's fingers that gestured to her, and said guiltily: "Money is something outside of your body. As long as grandpa is safe, everything will be fine."

"..." Mo Chengfei was confused. Didn't he talk about family banquets? Why didn't he notify him of these things? Isn't this a joke to him sincerely?

"Hey, the third sister won't give me a pill, right?" Since she was embarrassed, she had to take a cushion. Mo Chengfei chose Mo Chu without hesitation, and was sure that she couldn't bring out the fun.

"No." Sure enough, Mo Chu cooperated and shook his head, looked at Mo Rongtian and said lightly: "It's just some pills prepared on medical books, I hope it will be of some good health to my grandfather."

"Deploy? You made it yourself?" The old man was obviously even more surprised. He remembered that this girl had been disgusted with reading books the most since she was a child. Once she threw her into the library, she almost burned it for you. This bloody lesson made Mo Rongtian know that the best way to raise Mo Chu is to free the stocking!

"Grandpa can eat with confidence. I've tried it, it's okay." Mo Chu is a cautious person. Even if the old man didn't think much, she would say something: "It's just for strengthening the body."

"Oh." Nodded, the old man opened the plug and poured out one. The brown pill was lying in his palm, and a fragrance that made people feel more relaxed and pleasant suddenly filled the entire hall.

The more fragrant and rich the elixir taste, the better the quality, which is in contrast to the pungent smell of ordinary Chinese medicine. But Mo Chu's pill is even more amazing than the Wanshou Pill.

"This is..." Xiao Qingyang, who had been silent, couldn't help but speak: "This is really a simple pill? Let me show it."

"..." The old man was stunned and then handed over. In an instant, all his eyes fell on Xiao Qingyang, confused.

"Your Highness, is there any problem with this...?" Mo Wan'er said in a silence. For some reason, she had a strong premonition, something was wrong.

"No problem." Xiao Qingyang said lightly, and looked at Long Qianxie's eyes. The emotions in the two of them coincided with each other, and they were both unfathomable.

"Old Mo, you are such a blessed person!" After handing the pill back, Xiao Qingyang curled his lips and smiled, and asked Mo Chu again: "How did you make it?"

"Crush the medicinal materials and just roll them together. Isn't it like this for medicine?" Mo Chu didn't understand what he meant. Did there be a longevity pill in ancient times?

"Ask for casual..." these words almost made Xiao Qingyang slapped her mouth. Did she know that she could only take action by using the Medicine Saint?
Chapter completed!