My crazy concubine is super defiant

Chapter 394 Farewell
"Girl, we will meet again soon. So don't be too sad."

Yun Lao looked at his apprentice with emotion, and comforted her loudly.

Wearing a long gown, Yun Lao stood in the valley with his hands behind his back, looking like a fairy.

"I see, Master Yun."

Murong Jiuqing nodded, her eye sockets couldn't help turning slightly red.

"Okay, okay, don't bother with your mother-in-law first."

Looking at the reluctant scene in front of him, Mo Lao quickly waved his hands.

Suddenly a "hehehe" smile came from his mouth.

With a throw of his hand, an object quickly fell into Murong Jiuqing's hands.

"Hey, girl, here are the pocket firemen you want. There are a total of [-] sets, and each set is equipped with [-] crossbow bolts and [-] rockets."

"...Here, you should save some of the crossbow bolts. If you run out of bolts, you will have to rebuild them."

Elder Mo turned to Murong Jiuqing and explained carefully.

Although it does not take much time to build these crossbows, they are also consumables.

three months...

Well, I believe these crossbow bolts should be enough for Jiu Yatou.

Mr. Mo estimated the time and nodded from the heart.

"Build it? So fast?"

Murong Jiuqing's eyes lit up, and he lowered his head to look at that thing.

What Lao Mo gave her was a high-grade storage bag with exquisite workmanship and high quality.

Storage bags are different from spirit rings.

In comparison, it is more convenient to store scattered things such as weapons and tools, and find them when they are convenient to use.

Murong Jiu poured out his consciousness and looked inside.

Sure enough, I saw a hundred sets of pocket fire slaves neatly placed in the storage ring.

Those flamingos were discharged neatly.

It looks majestic, with a sense of iron and blood exuding from above.

"Thank you, Master Mo."

Murong Jiuqing looked back in surprise.

With a thought, he put the storage bag into the top-grade spirit ring.

Elder Yun also took out a storage bag and handed it to Murong Jiuqing.

"Girl, here are some regular spirit herbs and elixirs, as well as the elixirs that you improved some time ago, you put them all away."

"This is... for me?"

Murong Jiuqing was startled, and quickly lowered her head to look into the storage bag.

Looking into the eyes, one can only see various kinds of incomparably precious spiritual grasses, innumerable in number.

Except for the spirit grass...

There are also hundreds of bottles of pills piled up in the storage bag like a hill.

Murong Jiuqing casually swept away with his divine sense.

Whoa!
Fourth Grade Congealing Blood Pill.

woohoo!

Fifth Grade Chengfeng Pill.

Whoa whoa whoa!
Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, there is also the sixth-rank healing holy product, Huitian Zhuanshang Pill.

This handwriting is too big!
"Master Yun, these pills are too precious, I can't accept them."

Murong Jiuqing quickly raised his head, shook his head towards Yun Lao and said.

The value of the spirit herbs and elixir in this storage bag can almost catch up with the background of a middle-level sect.

This is too precious.

She can't take it.

"Hehehe, girl, old man Yun told you to accept it, so you accept it. If anyone dares to bully you in the future, he will directly report his name as Master."

Elder Mo scratched his beard triumphantly, the smile on his face was so bright.

He went on to add.

"Hmph, in the whole world, there is no one who has heard the name of Yunmo Erxian, and they are not respectful."

Old Yun nodded.

"That's right. Ah Man and Ling Feng both told me about your affairs in the southern country. Hmph, if anyone dares to bully you, just hit her in the face with a pill."

"...My disciple of the Immortal Yun Mo, you are not so easy to mess with!"

(End of this chapter)