The black belly is too fierce

Chapter 157: Impure Purpose
Seeing Gong Youyi's calm face and deep pupils, Su Moliang's heart sank even more.

She is sure that this person's purpose is not pure, and the search for medicinal materials is probably a cover.

However, there was something in the Southern Sui Kingdom that attracted him, and made him want to mobilize the emperor's troops to help find it.

Thinking of this, Su Moliang looked at him with vigilance and vigilance.

Gong Youyi also noticed the abnormality, raised his eyes slightly, and met Su Moliang's eyes, a dark light flashed across the deep and dark pupils, so fast that people could not detect it.

Seeing that he found his gaze, Su Moliang smiled calmly, as if he had no intentions, but pure appreciation.

Surprisingly, the calm and indifferent Gong Youyi also raised the corners of his lips rarely, and returned her a gentle smile, without any clue.

It's just that this smile fell into Su Mo's cool eyes, but there was a cold feeling.

At this time, when the emperor heard that Gong Youyi asked him for help, he seemed flattered, and quickly responded: "What did the Seventh Prince say? It is also a blessing for the Southern Sui Kingdom to help the Seventh Prince relieve his worries."

Seeing his enthusiastic agreement, Gong Youyi nodded slightly: "Then there will be Emperor Lao."

"Haha, I'll give you an order today, and I'll do my best to find medicinal ingredients for the Seventh Prince." The emperor stroked his beard and laughed heartily.

We all know that the Seventh Prince is expected to become the future monarch of the Cangyuan Kingdom, and if they can make friends with him, the situation of the Southern Sui Kingdom will also improve in the future.

When Su Moliang heard this, he naturally understood the emperor's thoughts, and now he narrowed his eyes and took a sip with his wine glass.

The wine was like a throat, slightly spicy and choked, and it boiled together with the bad water in the stomach.

It seems that if she wants to get the eighth-order beast core, she must take action——

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This palace banquet ended near midnight.

Everyone seemed to want to get close to the Seventh Prince. Few people left the table, but many stayed behind. This procrastination dragged on until late at night.

Singing, singing, dancing, and the sound of silk and bamboo floating over the palace, people are deeply immersed in this festive atmosphere.

Until Su Moliang came out of the hall, the singing was still lingering in his ears, and he couldn't get rid of it for a long time.

Seeing Su Moliang and Nan Qingjue leave, Wei Yong beside Gong Youyi couldn't help leaning forward and asked in a low voice, "Master, do you want to kill that princess?"

Today, in front of so many people, he was washed away by a woman, and the tone in his heart has never disappeared, and he couldn't help but suggest to Gong Youyi.

Gong Youyi stared at the direction where Su Moliang left, his dark eyes leaped into an indescribably cold light, his red lips moved slightly, and he hummed: "Kill her? You're afraid that she will kill you before you even make a move." .”

Wei Yong was shocked when he heard this.

The master has always been aloof and doesn't look down on anyone, let alone say such words to raise others' aspirations and destroy his own prestige.

did not expect--

"Master, is she really that powerful?" Wei Yong couldn't believe that there would be someone in the declining and backward Southern Sui Kingdom that would make the master afraid.

Gong Youyi lowered his eyelids, swirling the wine in the glass, his eyes were bright and clear, glowing with charming luster.

"She's not very good, but the cripple next to her should not be underestimated."

"Well, that cripple is indeed a bit powerful. He even dared to take over the spiritual power of his subordinates. He is probably a high-level heavenly spirit master." Wei Yong nodded with lingering fear.

Gong Youyi smiled, blooming like a snow lotus, with a fresh and elegant beauty: "Hehe, I'm afraid it's not that simple, even I can't see through his strength, I want to be above me."

Hearing this, Wei Yong was so frightened that his legs went limp and he almost fell off.

Above his master, what a terrifying talent! ! !

"Be careful of those two in the future." Gong Youyi saw that Wei Yong knew how powerful he was, so he just gave a cold reminder and stopped talking.

Hearing this, Wei Yong nodded in amazement.

At this moment, I was already in a cold sweat from fear.

He really didn't expect to provoke such a ruthless character today.

Not long after Su Moliang and Nan Qingjue left, Gong Youyi also asked the emperor to resign on the grounds of being tired.

The emperor had already arranged for them to stay in the palace, and at this time he directly ordered the personal eunuch to guide them.

Under the thoughtful arrangement of the emperor, Gong Youyi, Wei Yong and others stayed away from the sight of everyone and rested in Ganquan Palace.

Su Moliang, who returned to the palace, quickly got into the Liuhua Palace.

Seeing that she came back late, Mother An worriedly followed her all the way to serve her.

"Nurse An, send a letter to ask Wang Feng from the blood battle group to come see me tomorrow. Don't let anyone find out."

Nanny An waited for Su Moliang to take off her coat. Her heart was shaken when she heard her serious voice, and she nodded solemnly: "Yes, this old slave knows."

"Okay, I'm going to rest, you go out first." Su Moliang walked to the side of the bed and waved to Nanny An.

Mother An didn't talk much at first, so she retreated silently when she saw this, and closed the door for her.

Seeing her leave, Su Moliang immediately called out the Xuanyan Silver Snake in the space of Shending.

"Go to Ningxi Forest and Nanyuan Forest immediately to look for the Fire Condensation Grass. What the Seventh Prince is looking for should be near the Fire Condensation Grass. If you find anything suspicious, come back and let me know immediately." Su Mo Liang ordered solemnly.

These two forests are very ordinary, not as dangerous as Qixia Mountain, but Gong Youyi came to them, and Su Moliang was sure that there was a lot to it.

Xuanyan Silver Snake nodded, squirmed its small body, and quickly climbed out of the window, quietly hiding in the night.

At this time, Su Moliang also calmed down, meditated and released the evil blood cauldron.

"Old man Zhenjun, now that I have reached the level of a great alchemist, I should be able to refine soul cards, right?" She asked through voice transmission in her heart.

"Well, it's ok, but this soul card is a bit complicated, no more than a pill, and it will probably take some time."

Su Moliang nodded slightly: "I know, I will try it no matter how complicated it is."

As the name suggests, the soul card is a token infused with soul. This token is equivalent to a communication tool, which can transmit information to each other and sense the location of the other party. As long as it is not in the formation or special environment, it can be used.

Now, Su Moliang already has her first bloody battle group, but she can't guarantee that they will always be by her side, so she urgently needs soul cards to connect with each other.

The requirement for the soul card is that it must reach the level of a great alchemist, and its spiritual power must reach that of a junior heavenly spirit master. Because soul power is not comparable to spiritual power, it needs to meet two conditions at the same time to refine a soul card.

Therefore, the trapped killing of the Mo family not only allowed her to be promoted to a heavenly spirit master, but also gave her the opportunity to refine soul cards. Su Moliang was grateful.

Thinking of this, she didn't delay, and directly poured her spiritual power into the evil blood cauldron, ignited a silver flame, and then took out the black iron plate she had prepared, and threw it into the alchemy furnace.

This was the first time she tried something other than pills, and it was something generated by the power of the soul, so she was very cautious and did not dare to be careless in the slightest.

After suffering for an hour, a fine layer of sweat gradually formed on Su Moliang's forehead. Under the familiar control of her hands, the silver flame was like a silver dragon flying around the mouth of the alchemy furnace, exuding a beautiful and charming silver glow.

However, at this time, she didn't have the heart to appreciate its beauty, because the black iron at the bottom of the furnace hadn't responded, indicating that her soul power had not been rubbed successfully.

Thinking of this, Su Moliang was a little anxious, and the mental power conveyed by her hands doubled, which made her unable to bear such a large consumption.

(End of this chapter)