The little sweet concubine of Emperor Zun's family

Chapter 830 The Rhythm of Turning Faces (1)

"How did you lose it?" Yun Jueshang was a little curious, this girl was protecting Qing Fu like a cub, and she could lose it, Yun Jueshang found it a little inconceivable.

"There was a problem when entering the secret realm, and the space was disordered." Chu Mo sighed, and said quietly, and then explained how he came here, why Qingfu was lost, and the reasons for coming here.

Yun Jueshang's eyes flickered slightly, "You know, I thought you would always play dumb."

"Well, I got it," Chu Mo said sullenly, but he knew it too late, and now he doesn't know if he can make it in time.

"How many things have you found?" Yun Jueshang glanced at a corner of Chu Mo with some dirt, his eyes flickered, and said lightly.

"There are still a hundred kinds, I'm looking for the most difficult one, I don't know what to do." Chu Mo looked at the fire with some sadness.

The throbbing flames mirrored his pain, warding off fleeting worries.

"Show me." Yun Jueshang frowned slightly, and stretched out his hand to Chu Mo.

Chu Mo's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly took out a piece of paper and handed it to Yun Jueshang.

There are obvious creases on the paper, obviously it has been opened and read frequently, which shows that the holders value the things on it.

Moreover, except for the creases, there were no stains on it, which showed that Chu Mohen cared carefully for the paper, for fear of ruining the words on it.

Yun Jueshang's deep pupils quickly scanned the two sides, and recorded all the things on them.

"Bring it" Holding a piece of paper in one hand, Yun Jueshang reached out to Chu Mo again.

Chu Mo understood and took out his other piece of paper, on which a lot of words were densely written. Comparing the two pieces of paper, it can be seen that there are still a hundred kinds of spiritual grass treasures that have not been collected.

"How about it, do you have a solution?" Chu Mo looked at Yun Jueshang happily, as long as he made a move, the odds of winning would be higher and he would be able to reduce the pressure.

"I have more than 30 kinds, but there are only more than 20 that can be used." This kind of thing is not useful if he wants to help, it also depends on the year of the spirit grass.

Although he has a wide range of sources of spiritual grass, but with such a high age, he can only take out more than twenty kinds.

Fortunately, he is well-read, otherwise, he really doesn't know these things.

"That's enough, thank you, you are indeed my Chu Mo's best buddy." Chu Mo said happily, stretched out his fist and hit Yun Jueshang on the chest, and then retracted it embarrassingly.

He was so smug, he didn't know that this girl had a cleanliness habit and would beat people.

Yun Jueshang looked at the slightly relaxed look in Chu Mo's eyes, and his deep pupils were also filled with a smile.

"Isn't this the spiritual herb that the third elder asked all of us to look for, but why is the name of the medicine on this list different from ours?" Mu Litian, who did not know when he was standing behind Yun Jueshang, said in bewilderment .

Chu Mo was taken aback, and hurriedly put away the paper in his hand, "Wu Mu, I'm so angry!" Chu Mo looked at Mu Litian coldly, who knows if he has a different heart.

"Angry, why? Oh, sorry, I shouldn't have peeked, but it's okay, we all have." Mu Litian looked at the angry Chu Mo in puzzlement.

"Also!" Chu Mo stood up with a livid face, and clenched his two fists beside him, as if he would rush forward if Mu Li Tianxia said something wrong.

"Chu Mo, calm down!" Yun Jueshang placed his slightly cool hand on Chu Mo's shoulder, seemingly pressing lightly, but instantly sealed Chu Mo's spiritual power.

(End of this chapter)