The Magician's Female Apothecary

Chapter 67 What Are You Doing (1)
Murong Mansion is located in the northernmost part of Fengcheng, and if you go further north, you will find an endless sea. According to legend, that dark green sea is the Heavenly Demon Sea, which is the territory of the Demon Realm. , until the end, you can see the island of cultivating spirits that everyone dreams of. There are tens of thousands of cultivators living on it. .

At this time, the hall of Murong Mansion was brightly lit, and laughter could be heard from time to time.

Looking at the lost daughter, Murong Sheng seemed to be in a very good mood, with a faint smile on his face, "Ying'er, it seems that you are doing well with your grandmother, tell Dad about the past few months. what have you done?"

Grandmother?Murong Ying couldn't help but sneered, he clearly knew that his mother was an orphan, but did he still believe the lie that Murong Xue told?Or is it that he, the head of the family, has long since lost his mind to this useless daughter?
"Oh, Dad, my sister just came back, you should let her have a good rest, we'll talk about it tomorrow..." Fearing that the lie would be exposed, Murong Xue pouted and began to act coquettishly.

Seeing her daughter pulling her sleeves and saying coquettish words, Murong Sheng's eyes were full of pampering, "Okay, okay, then go down and rest first, I'll ask tomorrow..."

"Okay..." Originally, she didn't know what to say, so it's good to leave, Murong Ying thought to herself, and walked aside under the guidance of the maid.

Looking at their disappearing backs, Murong Sheng's eyes darkened, his brows were deeply furrowed, and his hands on the table couldn't help clenching into fists.

Murong Ying walked slowly, looking at the familiar and unfamiliar scenes around her from time to time. In her memory, this concubine lived a life that was worse than that of a servant. In addition, the so-called father often went out, so she didn't know her own life or death. , Naturally fueled their arrogance.

"It's here," the maid who led the way gave her an arrogant look, turned around and walked directly to the other side.

Murong Ying was not annoyed, she looked at the passable wooden house in front of her, stretched out her hand and pushed it lightly, the thick dust was so choking that people couldn't open their eyes, and there was still a faint musty smell in the air.

"Looks like I don't want to sleep here tonight..." Looking at the dirty wooden house, Murong Ying felt that the yard outside the door was cleaner than here.

It was a simple room that couldn't be simpler. Except for a set of seats, there was only a small bed covered with torn sheets. The reason for talking about the small bed was that the bed was probably only suitable for seven or eight-year-old children. The rickety top of the bed made people feel their hearts hang up, as if they would fall down at any time.

"Hey!" Sighing softly, Murong Ying slowly walked out of the yard, with mixed feelings in her heart, she didn't know whether it was because she felt sorry for the poor life of this body deity before or because she felt sorry for her cowardice.

"Zizizi..." From time to time, bugs could be heard from the grass in the yard.

Looking at the still bright moonlight, Murong Ying jumped up and easily jumped onto the gardenia tree in the yard, picked a fairly big trunk, and sat cross-legged directly.

The spiritual energy in Murong Mansion is abundant, even purer than that of any place outside. Perhaps it is because of that barrier that can gather these spiritual energy in this mansion. Those who practice martial arts or ordinary people will naturally not be backlashed by this layer of enchantment cast with aura.

The night was very quiet, with occasional insect calls. The gardenia tree in the yard would emit a faint silver light from time to time, which was particularly conspicuous in the dark night.

(End of this chapter)