Medicine door witch

Chapter 114 Coming of Age Ceremony (1)

A flash of light flashed across Ling Zhan's face, and he hurriedly asked, "Really? How much is some?"

"Some are—" Ling Luo thought for a while, then gave a rough figure, and said, "If Luo'er concentrates on refining for a day, it can probably make enough for 5000 people."

"5000 people?" Ling Zhan was very surprised, "So many? Just one day?"

Ling Luo nodded, and said firmly, "Yes, if the medicinal materials are of high enough purity and high quality, 7000 people's shares can also be produced."

Ling Zhan was already speechless in surprise.

Seeing Ling Zhan's doubts, Ling Luo smiled and said, "If Grandpa doesn't believe it, Luo'er can prove it to you immediately."

Anyway, there are still a lot of low-grade medicinal materials for refining wound medicine in the black jade space ring.

"No! No need." Ling Zhan waved his hand, staring at Ling Luo with hawk-like eyes, and said, "It's not that Grandpa doesn't believe it, but he's too surprised."

"You have a coming-of-age ceremony tomorrow, and someone may challenge you. You need to recharge your batteries tonight, and don't use your vitality to refine medicine." Ling Zhan looked a little more concerned.

Ling Luo smiled slightly: "Luo'er understands, Grandpa don't worry."

Ling Zhan stretched out a hand, stroked his gray beard lightly, and said, "I heard that His Royal Highness King Qi once felt sorry for you?"

Speaking of King Qi Chen Moxuan, Ling Luo's expression was not very good-looking again, he suppressed his smile, and said in a deep voice: "Yes, His Royal Highness Qi Wang seems to dislike Luo Er very much, and once invited old man Fuyun, and sister Yue They conspired to burn Luo'er to death, but unfortunately they failed."

"What?" Ling Zhan's face suddenly changed, and his falcon-like eyes flashed with a frightening sharp edge, "Even if he, King Qi, is of noble birth, he is only a Muyuan seventh-rank warrior, how dare he insult my future Ling family like this?" Alchemist!"

The identity of a pharmacist, the degree of honor in the Tianyuan Continent, has far exceeded people's imagination.

That's why Ling Zhan dared to have the confidence to challenge the royal family: "Luo'er, don't worry, with Grandpa here, I will definitely not let you suffer from that bastard again."

Although Ling Luo was moved in his heart, he shook his head helplessly and said, "Grandpa, it's useless. Two or three months ago, Luo'er had already mentioned it to the Empress Empress in the palace, but unfortunately she refused to pay attention to Luo'er. "

"Hmph, of course she doesn't want to pay attention." Ling Zhan snorted coldly, "The queen knows that you are a god of extreme fire, and she is eager to find a backer for King Qi, how could she let you go?"

Ling Luo nodded, unexpectedly, Grandpa had seen the situation in the court so clearly.

"His Royal Highness Qi is not good, no matter how hard the Empress tries, he can't beat His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." Ling Zhan came to the final conclusion.

Ling Luo agreed: "Chen Moxu makes Luo'er feel terrible."

Ling Zhan raised his eyebrows: "Have you seen him?"

A wry smile appeared on Ling Luo's face, and he said, "On the day when Luo'er and the empress proposed to divorce, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince actually invited him as the Crown Princess in an attempt to gain the support of the Ling family and the Prime Minister. Such a man is a woman nightmare."

"As expected of the old man's granddaughter, she is not afraid of the powerful!" Ling Zhan was amazed, with a smile on his face, "The prince is indeed not a good match, he is a heartless person."

"The people who use the demonic blood Luojing have already been corrupted by evil cultivation methods. They only have rights and desires in their eyes, so how can they have hearts?"

(End of this chapter)