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

Chapter 37 Tears of Lava
Because of the coercion exuded by Mo Li, no monsters have ever approached this place.

In the open space, Wushuang leaned on the recliner, silently looking at the happy old man next to him, taking a sip from the teacup on the small table next to him every time he said a few words.

Looking at the material of this set of tables and chairs, Wushuang was secretly stunned. In terms of money, there are few people in the entire Star Continent who can compare with this old man. There is no way to call him a pharmacist.

The people on the ground woke up and saw the two chatting and drinking tea, they looked at each other blankly, the black cloth on their faces had been removed by Wushuang, and they were a little confused at the moment , aren't they dead?what happened?

"Boy of the Qi family, come quickly!" Mo Li waved quickly when he saw the people who had woken up.

"Master Moli!" Qi Cheng said in surprise when he turned his head to look at the other party.

"Master Moli, did you save us?" Qi Cheng walked over quickly, his expression a little excited.

"It was my good disciple who saved you." Mo Li smiled and glanced at someone who was sipping tea.

Wushuang felt that several eyes were staring at him, put down the teacup in his hand and raised his head.

"If you are willing to use it for me, stay. Otherwise, just leave. I will not pursue today's matter."

"I'm willing to saddle up for Miss." Wushuang looked at the five people who were neatly kneeling on one knee with their hands on their chests, and the corners of their mouths hooked invisibly.

As the sky darkened, several people left together.

Wushuang and Mo Li returned to Fan's house together, and after bringing Mo Li to Xiaoyu's room, Wushuang went to look for Uncle Fan. Today, Master Mo Li told himself that he would leave tomorrow, and he would go with him. At least two or three years, as many as five or six years.

And Xiaoyu's eyes are always a thorn in Wushuang's heart. I asked Master Mo Li if there was anything he could do. It was rare for the apprentice to ask himself something. Mo Li immediately followed Fan's house and said he wanted to take a look. Only then can the right medicine be prescribed.

"Uncle Fan, I'm going to leave with Master tomorrow. I'm afraid it will take a few years. In the past few years...I want Uncle Fan to help me with a few things..." Wu Shuang looked at the middle-aged man sitting opposite.

"Even though the young master has explained it, Fan will definitely do his best to complete it."

After explaining the matter, Wushuang also informed Fan Chenglei about Qi Cheng and the others. Although he could not go to Lingwu Academy for the time being, the plan was still going ahead. Fan Chenglei, Qi Cheng and his party, as well as Afeng and Xiaoyu would all go to Lancheng.

He put the card with 1000 million silver coins, some pills, and the things he bought today into another ring auctioned by Jubaotang and gave it to Uncle Fan.

"Young master... that... take care, and see you in Lancheng." Wushuang looked at Fan Chenglei's worried expression, and gave him a reassuring smile.

"See you in Lancheng!" After saying that, Wushuang left the room.

When they came to Afeng and Xiaoyu's room, they saw Mo Li had come out, and Wushuang hurried forward.

"Second Master, how can it be cured?" Wu Shuang looked at Mo Li worriedly, although the other party's face was not serious, but he was not relaxed.

"There is a cure, but I'm afraid it's hard to find the medicine." Mo Li frowned slightly, looking at Wu Shuang with some doubts.

"What medicine?"

"Tears of Lava."

"Tears of lava? What's that?" Wushuang frowned. Why is it lava again? Didn't Bei Gongning say that the medicine that Master Moli came from was lava fruit.

"Tears of lava, that is..."

"What is this?" Mo Li's words were interrupted, and when he turned his head, he saw the porcelain bottle with no hands on it, shook his head helplessly, and took the porcelain bottle.

Wushuang looked at Mo Li anxiously. She also just remembered that the liquid she had collected before must have something to do with the lava.

Mo Li opened the porcelain bottle and poured a drop into his hand. He originally wanted to see what could make the good disciple interrupt him like this, but he couldn't calm down instantly after seeing it.

"What is it?" Wu Shuang looked at Mo Li who looked at him in surprise, waiting for the answer.

"Tears of lava!" Hearing Mo Li's answer, Wushuang was so moved that she cried, she must be too lucky.

(End of this chapter)