The black belly is too fierce

Chapter 2368 Ready to go
Dongfang Liyue didn't expect her to ask this suddenly, but felt a little ridiculous, "I'm not stupid, is Diwang's kindness something that people like me can afford? Tired of me, am I worse than Concubine Ying."

Concubine Ying is at least backed by the Zhuge family, even if Emperor Yan gets tired of it, her position cannot be shaken.

But she is different, she has nothing, and the Ji family in name behind her is still trying to manipulate her all day long.

Thinking about it with his big toe, he knew that if she was useless, the Ji family would not only not help her, but would trample her hard.

Therefore, although she enjoys Emperor Yan's favor and admires Emperor Yan a lot, she still dare not give her affection lightly.

She is very clear that she and Emperor Yan are not from the same world at all.

Emperor Yan is more like a god for her to worship, not something a mortal like her can get her hands on.

Seeing that she was still awake, Su Moliang breathed a sigh of relief, "It's good that you understand. I'm going to the prehistoric land soon. Before I leave, I'll ask Xun You to stay and help you. If you need me Just tell him to do it."

"Well, don't worry, I will take care of myself, but you, the Great War is very dangerous, you have to be very careful." Dongfang Liyue was more worried about Su Moliang.

In the palace, if someone killed her, there are still traces to follow, but on the battlefield, the sword has no eyes, how she died and who killed her is something that is not clear.

Su Moliang naturally understood that this trip was dangerous, and felt a little heavy in his heart.

I don't know why, no matter what difficult challenges she encountered in the past, she could face them calmly, but this time, she was a little uncertain.

It seems that she has to continue to retreat to make herself more confident.

Thinking about it, Su Moliang returned to the room and began to practice.

It's just that it should be impossible to upgrade in half a year. You can only work harder on the mastery of martial arts and spiritual power.

This retreat took another three months in a blink of an eye. Although she did not reach the mid-stage Xiantian Emperor Spiritualist, the purity and thickness of her spiritual power have been greatly improved, and the few martial arts she is good at have also made a qualitative leap.

Due to the tempering of the eight doors before, her defense is not bad, and her understanding of the will of nature has become more thorough during this period, and her defense has been sublimated.

Therefore, although this kind of retreat without distracting thoughts is boring, it has gained a lot for her, so that now Su Moliang can't tell how long it has been outside.

It was Chu Yan who came back from outside the palace that allowed her to take a moment out of her dark practice.

"Master, my subordinates have already found the antidote formula for Zhongxiang. Fang Yibin and Gu Qiuyun have helped gather the ingredients in the formula. Master can try to make medicine."

Some time ago, Su Moliang sent Necromancer to help her find the formula. Fortunately, before leaving the Dayan Dynasty, he undid the incense planted by Dongfang Liyue by Ji's family.

Now it seems that it can be prepared in advance.

It just so happened that she also wanted to practice her alchemy, and refine more pills with divine patterns in case of emergencies.

After all, this time he was going to fight, and there would inevitably be casualties. Even if she didn't need it, other people would need it, and they needed it in large numbers.

I believe that with a large amount of divine pattern elixir, it can also reduce a lot of pressure when fighting against the other two realms, and even influence the situation of the battle.

With an idea, Su Moliang took the recipe, glanced at the herbs on it, and nodded slightly, "Well, it's done well, this is a billion fine crystals, I don't need much here, you hand them over to them for me Bar."

They, of course, refer to Fang Yibin, Gu Qiuyun, Gongsun Jingji and others.

Fang Yibin and several senior brothers are now working on trading houses, while the Aolang Group headed by Gu Qiuyun is concentrating on running the mercenary union. Of course, recruiting soldiers and horses is indispensable, and there are much more places to spend money than her.

Chu Yan clasped his fists together, and disappeared into the room in the blink of an eye.

Seeing that there were only three months left, Su Moliang didn't dare to delay any longer, and quickly devoted himself to alchemy again.

Speaking of which, the antidote to Zhongxiang is a bit complicated, and she has never touched it before, so she studied it for a whole month before successfully refining it.

In the next two months, she would refine the healing and healing pills while cultivating the divine pattern.

Originally, she wanted to refine more pills to temporarily increase combat power, but since the current level of spiritual power is getting higher and higher, the effect of pills to improve combat power is no longer very effective. Instead, it consumes more spiritual power, resulting in weakened battery life. There is no way to fight a protracted war, and it is easy to be seconded.

Therefore, she still focuses on recovery and healing, supplemented by combat.

But even so, she has refined thousands of pills of each kind. If it were someone else, it would be absolutely impossible to complete such a quantity and quality of pills in such a short period of time.

It is really an alchemy that consumes too much energy, not to mention that it is a god-like elixir of the level of the Holy King. An ordinary alchemist can refine one for ten days and half a month, and it is more difficult, even a few months. There are all of them, let alone a thousand.

Fortunately, Su Moliang can produce dozens or hundreds of pills at a time. It doesn't take much time to prepare them, but he is still a little exhausted.

Time passed unknowingly, and in a blink of an eye it was the day of the expedition.

Su Moliang has consumed too much these days, and she overslept yesterday, and it was not until Dongfang Liyue came to call her in person that she woke up and opened her eyes.

"Good guy, I thought you went to the school martial arts field early, but I didn't expect you to sleep in here. Hurry up, it's getting late."

Dongfang Liyue broke into the door, saw Su Moliang lying on the bed, she held her forehead for a while, and then quickly directed two maids to come forward with washbasins to wash up.

"What time is it now?" Su Moliang looked at the weather outside the window while dressing.

"The hour has passed, it's almost time, and Emperor Yan will be counting troops at the school martial arts field at this time, you're going to be late, there's something for you to see!" Dongfang Liyue said, and went up to tidy her clothes in person.

Su Moliang sighed helplessly. She didn't wake up late on purpose. In order to suppress the unwarranted panic, she was too tired to practice and refine alchemy day and night.

"Okay, I'm going to the war, not the beauty pageant, just freshen up and wash up." Su Moliang was afraid of trouble, he didn't put anything on his head, and he didn't rest well, his face was a little pale, and he was as clean as a girl. A blank sheet of paper.

"I don't think you're in a very good condition, are you really okay?" Dongfang Liyue felt that her energy and blood were vain, and frowned worriedly.

Su Moliang shook his head, "It doesn't matter, I heard that it takes two months to go to the wild land, and this time is more than enough for recovery."

"Okay, I won't tell you anymore. I'll go to the school's martial arts field first. This is the antidote. You should have no major problems if you take it. When I'm not around, take care of yourself." Su Moliang handed her the exercise After making an incense and antidote, he gave instructions and quickly left Yongle Palace.

Holding the medicine bottle in her hand, Dongfang Liyue watched her leave, but her heart was clenched. Although she knew that Su Moliang was very strong, she was more worried than ever this time. Ordinary battles—

(End of this chapter)