Hilarious Pampered Consort: Lord I Will Wait for Your Divorce

Chapter 601: Who Killed You? 2

After the meal, the two went out for a walk together.

Qu Tan'er followed Mo Liancheng step by step, turning a lot of Mo territory.

She secretly remembered the route, anyway, don't get lost next time.

"Son, are you familiar with this place?"

"Well, very familiar."

"You weren't named Mo."

"No."

"Then why are you always Mo?" This is strange.

"Because ..." Because of what? Mo Liancheng's eyes were stagnant and he did not go on.

However, for a moment, his face flashed.

Qu Taner took that pain and caught it.

Asked something that shouldn't be asked, alas.

For a long while, she obediently followed him, walking forward as he paced. The Mo people are very simple and have no point to appreciate the beautiful ability. Compared to the glorious and extravagant sums that she saw in the courtyards of various provinces in Dongyue Kingdom, she reached an intuitive conclusion.

The buildings are mostly practical, giving people a calm atmosphere, but not exquisitely gorgeous.

garden? It's not here at all.

The empty places are either used as various cultivation sites, or they are planted with fruits, vegetables, herbs, and so on. Those flowers and plants that have no practical value are rarely seen. Occasionally, I see one or two pots and throw them in a corner, which is not very noticeable. If you ask carefully, it is still effective, such as mosquito repellent.

The people here live a real TMD.

Qu Tan'er sighed ... or, this is life, it is the person who earnestly lives.

"My son, do you have a surname before?" She still wanted to know more about him.

It's just that the people asking are not very reliable.

Mo Yifeng's goods, say a few words and leave a few words.

Qin Komori nagged and asked Dong, but he could get to the west.

It's all talk about things, and for a long time I won't say a few words she wants to know.

So she decided to ask a few occasional questions herself.

Merian City paced slowly, "I'm not a surname."

"What's that last name?"

"No surname ..."

"Uh?" No last name?

"I was an orphan. I was raised by a monster in the forest when I was a kid. Later, my master went to collect medicine and saw me unintentionally. Then he took me back. Teach me to talk, read, learn medicine ..." Mo Liancheng spoke of those fairly long memories.

Qu Taner listened gently.

Listening to the bottom of my heart is sour ... Sure enough, behind the strong, there must be one or two inhuman experiences.

In the afternoon, Qu Taner accompanied Mo Liancheng to the refining pharmacy and refining the alchemy.

This time, he accidentally allowed her to stay inside.

At the beginning, she was curiously staring at the alchemy of Merian City, and she was dazzled by the complicated process.

After about two hours.

Merian City failed twice and finally succeeded the third time.

Refined a golden medicine | pill, and then threw it into Qu Tan'er.

She caught it a little in a hurry, and asked with a small face confused: "Son, let me keep it for you?"

"Eat."

"Uh?" What do you mean? Let her try the medicine?

Whoosh, don't bring this. No wonder he kindly asked her to come in, "My son, is it okay to eat this? Is it a diarrhea or a dead person?"

At this moment, Merlian City pulled her eyes back from the herbs and glanced at her, "Can't die."

"..." She tangled a little, and still took the medicine to her mouth and ate it.

I was restless for a while, and found that nothing had changed in my body, so I was relieved.

In all things, there is one and there are two.

There is a second and a third time when the drug is tested once.

(End of this chapter)