I use Yiyou to attack NPCs in the infinite world

Sure enough, handwriting with five fingers is more convenient, and the increase in speed is also an increase in efficiency.

Wan'an told Xie Juichao about his refining magic potion and the medicinal materials and props he wanted.

"I don't know neem bark and Andrographis paniculata. I seem to have seen the others outside the manor." Xie Juan said.

There are many plants in Sizar's manor, and many of the medicinal materials Wan'an needs are common.

"I know neem bark and andrographis. Neem is behind the cherry grove, and andrographis is on the side of the road." Wan An said hastily.

"Let's go now?" Xie Juichao had already seen Wan An's expression of excitement.

"Get up." With a light leap, Wan An flew away from Xie Yuchao's palm, took away a piece of starlight, and flew out of the bedroom window first.

Hovering outside the window, she looked at Xie Yuchao who was still standing inside, and suggested: "It's troublesome to open the door, you can just turn the window and come out."

Xie Yuchao: "..." You are really my good teammate, you are really thoughtful.

Supporting with one hand, he easily turned out of the window, Xie Juichao raised his eyebrows, and signaled Wan'an to lead the way to Neem and Andrographis.
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Waking up early in the morning, looking at the doors of Xie Juichao and Wan'an's rooms wide open, Mu Gang wandered back and forth in front of the door, shouting several times at the top of his voice, but got no response.

"You can't hear it with the door open?" Mu Gang glanced at the door that was still locked from the inside, turned around in doubt and walked towards Xie Jue's bedroom.

Picking at the door frame and looking inside, the inside is empty, even the beds are neatly folded and unused.

"Where's the person?" Mu Gang stared wide-eyed.

He hurried into the room, looked through the wardrobe under the bed, and said again at the top of his voice, "Old Xie—"

The only response to him was an echo, Mu Gang turned around and was about to run to Wan'an's room, when he saw Xie Yuchao coming out of Wan'an's room with a pile of green medicinal herbs, still covered in dew.

The two collided head-on, Xie Juan took a step back and staggered.

"Why did you come out of the girl's room so early in the morning?" Mu Gang stared at Xie Yuchao and asked, and suddenly felt that Xie Yuchao didn't look like a good person.

Holding the medicinal materials, Xie Juan glanced at him speechlessly, and passed by sideways: "Wan'an plans to refine the potion that makes the sound, and I went out with her to pick the medicinal materials last night."

"Xie Juichao, I'm still short of a pot." Wan An flew from behind with two honeysuckle flowers in his arms.

"You, who are you?" Mu Gang stared at Wan An who had regained his human form with a look of surprise: "You are Wan An?"

"That's right, hello Brother Mu." Wan An smiled sweetly at Mu Gang, regardless of whether he understood or not, and quickly flew past him.

Standing on Xie Juan Chao's shoulders, he inserted a few honeysuckle flowers in his hands into Xie Juan Chao's hair, and gestured to him with open hands: "Pot."

"Is it the container for refining the potion? Is the pot okay?" Wan'an, who has regained his human form, made it easier for Xie Yuchao to understand the gestures compared to the animal body.

Mu Gang looked at Wan'an, then at Xie Juichao,
Looking at the scene of the two of you gesturing and I guess, I couldn't help laughing and said: "You all rely on Meng's communication these days, and you will have a tacit understanding when you get together in the future."

After preparing a small casserole with a small charcoal stove, and the medicinal materials placed on the table, Xie Yuchao looked at Wan'an who was holding a Coptis chinensis leaf bigger than her face, with a worried face: "Are you sure you can refine it?" Can I drink it later?"

"The medicinal materials are not poisonous, and the worst result is the diarrhea set meal." Wan An did not hesitate at all, seeing that the water in the casserole was hot, he threw Huang Lian into it.

"Grumbling--"

Soon, the bitter taste of Coptidis came out.

Wu Ling smelled the smell and flew over, swaying by the side of the casserole: "Little Nightingale, what are you doing, it smells so strange."

"Refining vocal potion." Wan An stared at the hot casserole solemnly: "If successful, we will be able to speak human language in the future."