Evil Wang Pampers His Ghost Doctor Fei

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Tsing Yi man, elegant under the sedan, he smiled at Mu Qianxi: "Welcome to the Dead Island, my name is Mo Jin, please advise."

Mu Qianxi came down from the boat, and in a flash of light, the color of joy was flashed. The self-introduction of Mo Jin’s self was all ignored by Mu Qian.

She ran to the shore, staring at a pile of grass, and then took the little girl from the space to dig the grass.

This is not a grass, it is just an ordinary herbal medicine, but it is used properly, the effect is not bad, and more importantly, it has never been seen in Xuezhou.

Mo Jin’s smile suddenly froze, and he was even more than a weed, which was too shocking.

After discovering one, Mu Qianxi discovered the second.

Xuezhou really is too small, and many herbs in Xuezhou stunts are on this island of death.

And the soul of the island is probably not aware of the goods, and now in the eyes of Mu Qianxi, this soul island is simply a treasure.

Mu Qianxi found a few good hearts, only to find the guy who had been hanging aside for a long time, Mu Qian asked: "You just said, what is your name?"

The mouth of the ink was twitched and said: "Ink, the ink of the ink, the brocade of the splendid, don't forget the girl."

"Mu Qianxi!"

Mu Qianyi then disappeared. There seems to be a lot of herbs on this island. She naturally won't be idle.

Mo Jin hurriedly chased up and said: "Mu girl, the southeast of the Dead Island is my site, you must not cross the border, if it is beyond the border, it is dangerous. You are the trump card in the southeast, can't have anything!"

Only when he caught up, he saw that Mu Qianxi was staring at a grass with great concern, and he was helpless.

He was kept in the dead soul island for so long, he did not know how many times he had seen this grass, and found no special place!

After this area was swept away by Mu Qiang, Mo Jindao: "Mu girl, if you want to go to my house first, after waiting for my house, you need some grass, I sent my men to find it."

Mu Qiang nodded and said, "Yeah!"

More people do things faster than she is alone, and Mu Qian will follow Mo Jin to his house.

Although the Dead Island is a prison, but Mo Jin is one of the eight bosses of the Dead Island, his residence is very luxurious, no worse than the other aristocrats outside.

The whole house is a luxury, but there is not even a woman. When Mo Jin brought in Mu Qianxi, they all felt incredible.

Mu Qianxi asked: "When will the beast conference begin?"

Ink Kam returned: "Five days later!"

"The treasure in your treasure house! Let me see first, then I will consider it!"

"it is good!"

As a result, Mu Qiang gently swept through their treasure house and said: "Your family is not rich, but is locked in jail, and this baby is also excusable."

Mo Jin is helpless, he is the richest in the Dead Island, she still can't see it!

This vision is too high! What is this little girl?

"So what about cooperation?"

Mu Qian said: "As long as your people, speed point to help me find the herbs on the island, quantity and quality I am satisfied, I will consider it."

The heart of Mo Jin’s heart is vomiting blood. All his treasures are not comparable to some weeds. I really don’t know what this woman thinks.

One of the cheapest things in his treasure house is also more valuable than the grass of the entire island!

Mo Jindao: "Well, my hands are fine, let them go to pull the grass."

Mu Qianxi nodded: "I went to practice, and I notified you when things arrived."

It has been drifting for a long time at sea, and now it’s not bad to rest on land.

Although she is now in the place, she is the most dangerous prison in Xiazhou, the island of death.

Advance to the seventh level of the spirit king, Mu Qiang then absorbed the heaven and earth aura between the heavens and the earth to continue cultivation, and when she opened her eyes again, the night was already dark.

In his own cup, suddenly there was more than one person, and Muqian looked at the face of the beautiful and unparalleled face: "Nine nights, when did you come in?"

"For a long time!"

"Sleep!" A word just fell, and nine nights put Mu Qianji into his arms, next to her, ready to sleep.

"Hey!" Mu Qianxi was forced to rest for nine nights.

The sea breeze blew in from the window and the two men hugged and hung.

Purple and a person blowing cold wind on the beach, muttering, "The night is too ruthless, I have a beautiful sleep, and I am single!"

"This dead soul island is very weird, what is the reason? There is no threat to the little beauty of the night, I am too lazy to control!"

He flew over the island like a ghost, looking for the strange source of this island.

The whole person of the Dead Island feels that the boss is crazy, and the reason is naturally that the old man sent people to find grass every day.

This inquisition, they learned that the boss brought back a woman like this weed, so the ink boss made this puzzling thing for the beauty.

Every day, the harvest is good, and the herbs that can be used are planted in the space.

Mu Qiang took out the pen to write out the Dan Fang of the yin and yang of the mind, which is tantamount to a Dan Fang, who is back to life, whether the material or the refining pharmacist's ability is extremely high.

It is necessary to have a nine-pronged refining guru to qualify for refining, and her current level of alchemy can only be regarded as a senior refining pharmacist. There is still a long way to go before the master of the nine-product refining.

But she believes that she will reach that level.

The top-level elixir needs two kinds, nine Yinyuan grass, nine Yang Xuan fruit.

In Xuezhou, I can find a little bit of prefecture-level elixir that has already been clouded. The heavenly elixir has never appeared. I want to find these two top elixir and travel all over the South. I can find one. Her luck is gone.

There are also nine kinds of ordinary heavenly elixir, eighteen kinds of prefecture-level elixir, and common elixir. It is not difficult to collect.

When Mu Qiang felt a headache for this group of elixir, a sharp voice came. "Where is that little girl with a dumpling? Let her come out to see Miss."

"Miss 箫, you... Miss Mu is not seen!"

A thousand squats, a little steamed buns? Is it her?

Her admiration is now better than a star sect. When she became a homeowner, she became a dumpling.

Soon, the light at the door was blocked, and Mu Qian looked up and saw a black woman with a beautiful appearance and a very tall body.

The dance also looked at the woman in front of her eyes. The exquisite face made her the first beauty of the dead soul island eclipsed, completely impossible!

She pointed to Mu Qiandao: "You are the one, let Jinge look for the grass and the little steamed buns."

"Where did you run out of the place, even a little flower and grass have not been seen, it is really a laugh."