Chapter 1201

Although there is only one word difference between the three professions, the difference in strength is several times. One divine pharmacist can rival a thousand spiritual pharmacists!And the most common one is the pharmacist!

The elixirs refined by this kind of pharmacist are all in batches, that is, the medicines or elixirs that are relatively cheap on the market.

Even if Yunding Shrine is a maidservant, she has the spiritual realm or above, so she can naturally distinguish the smell——

But this smell is obviously coming from the Extreme Cold Palace. Could it be... there is really a pharmacist living in the Extreme Cold Palace?

Thinking of this, all the maids ran in the direction of the Extreme Cold Palace, but they didn't dare to get too close, because Jun Moyan had once issued an order not to allow idlers to enter the Yunding Temple, so even if they were curious about whether it was inside There is a pharmacist, and they can only squat outside.

But what is this thick black smoke all about?

Cough!

Ruge rushed out from the side hall, the smell was really choking, she originally wanted to use spiritual power to refine the elixir, who knew that she made a mistake in the last step, but going to Kyushu is going to Kyushu, if it is the Eight Desolation Continent His house, after such an explosion, would have collapsed long ago.

It is estimated that at this time, she was still buried under the stone.

……

"Jun...Your Majesty, is this still the Extreme Cold Palace?" Zhuifeng, who was following Jun Moyan, saw the black smoke of the 'Extreme Cold Palace' and couldn't help but wipe his eyes. Did he go wrong?

But this way... that's right!

Jun Moyan walked in directly, the room was filled with thick smoke, he waved his sleeve robe, and the smoke dissipated.

A nervous look flashed across his face, and he rushed in.

There was no one in the side hall, but the furnishings inside were almost destroyed, and the alchemy furnace was also torn apart.

Seeing this, Jun Moyan's eyelids twitched, maybe something happened to Xiao Ge'er...

He shouldn't have left.

Although his face was calm, his heart was extremely anxious. He turned around in the side hall several times, but he didn't see his wife.

"Little song!"

"Little song!"

The voices became more and more irritable, and the complexion also changed, becoming anxious.

Chasing Feng hurried over from the backyard: "I didn't see Madam."

"Look, keep looking! If you can't find me, I will destroy you!"

Jun Moyan clenched his fists tightly. Zhuifeng has seen his lord become so irritable because of his wife countless times, and he is no stranger to it, but the most important thing now is to find his wife!
Thinking of this, Zhuifeng didn't dare to delay for a moment.

Immediately rushed out.

The maid outside the door looked at each other.

"What happened? Why does your lord seem to be in a hurry... Maybe something happened?"

"Who knows, let's go quickly, so as not to cause trouble!"

A maid in yellow clothes said quickly.

"But Your Majesty seems to be walking towards us!" Another maid's voice trembled with excitement. Before, they could only look at the Young Palace Master from a distance, but now the Young Palace Master actually walked towards them.

"It's clearly walking towards me, step aside!"

"It's obviously me!"

"you!"

When the maids were arguing, the handsome and noble man had already walked over and stopped less than five meters away from them.

All the maids were nervous, worrying about whether their makeup was dirty, what if they left a bad impression on Jun?
"Have you seen the young lady's wife?"

The Young Mistress's Wife——!
The maids were slightly taken aback, and they were stunned for a few seconds before they realized that this young palace lord's wife was the Miss Su brought back by the young palace lord from the lower continent a few days ago?
(End of this chapter)

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