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

Chapter 340 Waiting for the Opportunity
The bonfire party was indeed very lively, and it lasted until very late. These soldiers, who are usually strict with themselves, also seemed to release their instincts, and they were all extremely active.

But Wushuang and the two basically turned around and found an excuse to leave. Just now after observing like this, the person surnamed Xing really didn't see it, and it was boring to stay here, so the two simply went back directly.

Compared with the lively atmosphere by the river, the camp area at this time is obviously much quieter. Even those who have not gone out are probably already asleep by now.

Looking at the empty camp, Wushuang suddenly wanted to know what Mr. Xing was doing. He and the one surnamed Ling were obviously not in the same group, and it was within her expectation that Mr. Xing did not go to the banquet.

The room surnamed Xing was still brightly lit at this moment. For convenience, she asked Mie to go back to the World of Warcraft space first.

After looking left and right at the dark surroundings, Wushuang let go of his pace and slowly approached the room.

She didn't know much about this one now, so she didn't dare to act rashly. She took this opportunity to observe and observe. If she wanted to know the military secrets of the Demon Race, or even meet the Demon Lord, it was not enough to be a small soldier.

Wushuang adjusted his breathing to the lightest, and approached the window cautiously.

Through a thin layer of window paper, the person on the bed is practicing, and a cloud of black mist is slowly lingering above his head.

Looking at the black mist above the man's head, Wushuang's eyes narrowed slightly. Sure enough, this Mr. Xing is really not simple.

Not daring to stay for too long, Wushuang quietly retreated back, and when she got back to the dormitory, she closed the doors and windows tightly, sat down at the table and frowned tightly.

"Mie, pay attention to the outside." After thinking for a while, Wushuang called out Mie, frowned after explaining, and rummaged through the ring.

Fortunately, the tools used to make potions are still there.

After taking out all the necessary things and putting them on the table one by one, and taking out some needed medicinal materials, Wushuang started to clean up.

The fire element is necessary for refining medicine, but now they are in the devil world, so they dare not use the fire element, so they can only use modern methods to extract the essence of the herbal medicine bit by bit. Mix and adjust a little bit.

Making potions is much simpler than refining elixir, but the steps are extremely complicated. When a bottle of emerald green liquid is successfully refined, it is already an hour later.

After packing up the things, Wushuang was slightly relieved, picked up the porcelain bottle on the table, shook it slightly, and smiled slightly on that delicate face.

Naturally, this potion was specially refined by Mr. Xing, and they didn't know when the demon king would recover completely. Naturally, they didn't dare to waste time, and they had to go deep into the military interior of the demon clan as quickly as possible. He was forced to come here by that old fellow, but since he arrived at the Demon Race, he naturally couldn't go back empty-handed.

After putting the potion into the ring, Wushuang opened the window, looked at the crowds who had come back one after another, slightly curled his lips, and then waited for the right time.

The next few days passed smoothly. Of course, this is in the eyes of ordinary people. The soldiers are still training as before, but compared to the past, all the demon soldiers are much more enthusiastic about training during this period.

Looking at the back of the person walking alone towards the back mountain, someone in the crowd twitched his mouth slightly, glanced at him unintentionally, then quietly withdrew from the team and hid in the dark.

(End of this chapter)