Evil Emperor Addiction: Peerless Concubine

Chapter 397 Spirit Grass
When Duanmuyao heard such words, her brows and eyes were curved, and she almost lost sight of her eyes when she laughed.

She likes Murong Jin who protects her like this. People are selfish, and she is no exception.

At this moment, she has a girlish appearance, and there is warmth between her eyebrows and eyes.

Slowly got up from Murong Jin's arms, sat up straight, looked at the moon tonight from the window, the white and bright light overlooking the earth, soft and comfortable.

"Let's go for a walk in the courtyard."

"it is good."

The two walked to the courtyard side by side, neither of them spoke, but the deep affection wrapped around them could not be concealed no matter what.

They make friends just like ordinary people, without exaggerated forms of expression, without any vows of eternal love.

Because both of them understand that promises and so on are superficial appearances of literati.

They don't need such an illusion to deceive themselves, as long as they understand it in their hearts.

only the guy drinking water knows it's cold or hot.

As he walked, Murong Jin's dishonest hand grabbed Duanmu Yao's little hand for some reason.

From the resistance at the beginning, to letting nature take its course later, the two hearts got closer.

Although I have touched it before, I am not at ease after all.

Duanmuyao twitched in her heart, and then she didn't care about this issue.

Murong Jin felt Duanmu Yao's emotions, grinned high, and danced with joy in his heart.

Now, she will never even think about running out of his palm in her life.

He proposed in such a hurry because he was afraid that she would hear some rumors, otherwise, why would he propose in such a shabby way.

One Xu Qingwan is enough, he doesn't want another one.

"In two days, the five carts of medicinal herbs from Piaomiao Temple will arrive. When the time comes, you can send the medicinal herbs to the space. It would be better if you can cultivate them."

Duanmu Yao's eyes lit up, she looked at Murong Jin with adoration: "Did you deliberately blackmail that herb?"

Although it is doubtful, it is affirmative tone.

Murong Jin looked at Duanmu Yao, who was looking up at him, with a firm tone, with an expression of determination: "Even if there is no him this time, I will still get you a few carts of spirit grass."

Duanmuyao looked at him adoringly, her phoenix eyes were filled with the spirited Murong Jin, which pleased him.

He said again: "Piao Miao Palace can enter the top ten sects, this spirit grass is indispensable."

"Is there any special function of this spirit grass?"

"It is rumored that hundreds of years ago, there was a person with extraordinary talent in Piaomiao Temple. A sect that everyone flocks to."

"It's all for spirit grass?"

"Yes and no."

The two chatted slowly, the time passed by little by little, and if you didn't pay attention, the moon would be in the sky.

Murong Jin was reluctant to return home, but when he thought of Duanmuyao's battle against the magic talisman tomorrow, he felt excited and nervous.

Can't help exhorting: "Are you sure about tomorrow?"

Looking at Murong Jin's nervous look in a funny way, she was in a good mood: "Don't worry, even if you don't win, you won't lose too badly."

It is indeed not easy to draw the talisman. She wanted to give up several times. Finally, thinking of the books Murong Jin had found with great difficulty, she couldn't bear to see him disappointed, so she gritted her teeth and persisted.

Compared with drawing symbols, she prefers alchemy. Although alchemy requires memorizing a lot of medicinal materials, every time she sees the round pills, she feels a sense of accomplishment in her heart.

(End of this chapter)