The Demon King's Pampered Wife: The Alluring Little Poisonous Concubine

Chapter 204 I'm critically ill again
Old man Gu Ming said that when he was young, he was accidentally rescued by Honglian, and he followed him ever since, but that's all he knew.

According to time reasoning, Honglian probably came to the underworld after the great war ten thousand years ago, and her attitude towards Emperor Hades is also due to Emperor Hades' inaction on the war.

But it was very strange, Mr. Ming seemed to be ignorant of this matter, the more he thought about Wushuang, the more complicated it became.

There was very little communication between the Underworld and other continents. If the Underworld Emperor really did it on purpose, it would not be impossible.

With a long sigh of relief, the woman on the bed suddenly sat up straight.

Gradually understand these things later, she still has important things to do now, the black eyes narrowed slightly, the woman got up and walked to the table, flipped her palm lightly, and a delicate and small purple medicine stove was suspended above her palm .

In order for the future tasks to proceed smoothly, the first thing to do is to cure Mr. Ming's illness.

Looking at the medicine stove lying quietly in his palm, Wushuang had a serious expression on his face. Mr. Ming's condition was very complicated, and even she was not fully sure.

He took out several herbs from the ring and arranged them on the table one by one, Wushuang slowly closed his eyes, and at the same time, a purple flame rose from his palm.

Refining medicine is the same as cultivating. When one is immersed in it, it is difficult not to notice the passage of time.

bang... bang...

Feeling the fierce collision in the furnace, Wushuang frowned, and manipulated the power of the element to try to suppress it. With a muffled sound, the furnace of elixir was scrapped again.

"How could this be..." Looking at the dozens of black and defective pills on the table, Wushuang frowned, a little puzzled.

Although this Muscle Shaping Pill is difficult to refine, it is only a middle-level fairy grade, and it is not difficult for the current self.

Turning his eyes to see the mess on the table, Wushuang took a deep breath, closed his eyes again and repeated what he had just done.

"Successful! Hahaha..." After an unknown amount of time, the small courtyard that had been silent for a long time finally broke out into a happy laugh.

Looking at the smooth surface and uniform color of the three pills in the palm, the woman's lips slowly curled up.

I didn't know the reason for the failure of alchemy before, so I wasted a lot of medicinal materials. After many failures, Wushuang finally figured out a problem. This is not the mainland where I was before, but the underworld.

The underworld that has been deliberately changed is different from the outside world in all aspects, so it is not so easy to refine medicine, but fortunately it has been successful.

After pouring the elixir in his hand into the porcelain bottle, and tidying up the table briefly, Wushuang opened the door. After being depressed for a long time due to the weather, his mood finally became clearer.

Button button ...

"Who?"

When there was a knock on the door, Wushuang's expression turned serious, and his voice seemed a little indifferent.

"Girl, it's not good...Master..." The woman's anxious voice came from outside the door. Although the voice was deliberately lowered, it was still easily heard by Wu Shuang.

"I see, I will go with you now."

The woman looked at the black shadow that was suddenly approaching in front of her eyes, and patted her chest with lingering fear, just now it wasn't...

Although the yard behind the woman is not big, there is still a distance. The old woman who was observing carefully only felt that her eyes were darkened, and she raised her head in doubt.

"Not yet leading the way." Wushuang was indeed somewhat displeased with the old woman's actions, and her attitude became much colder.

"Yes... yes... Miss, please come with me..."

Looking at the old woman with a hunched body in front of her, Wushuang stepped up to keep up, neither slow nor slow, without any sense of urgency.

(End of this chapter)