It can not only maintain youth forever, but also strengthen the body!

Quan Ling is worthy of being a spiritual object in heaven and earth!

Mu Wushuang continued to test the power of her body with pleasure. She found that her ordinary power now was probably half-image power.

If the body is extremely strong, she believes that if she punches her, a mountain can be defeated by her.

Is she going to move towards the direction of violent Meiji?

If she had such a delicate beauty, she would really knock down a mountain with one punch. Such a big contrast would probably have shocked people!

...

In the space, Xiao Zhu and Xiao Que were studying Mu Wushuang's blood.

Mu Wushuang sat on the grass and read the alchemy book. She read the book very quickly, and it only took one minute to finish it.

But there are too many alchemy books in front of you, a total of hundreds of them, and it takes a lot of time to read them all.

This is also impossible. The books on the bookshelf originally had the most alchemy books, and the hundreds of alchemy books here are just a small part. Fortunately, when nothing happened, Xiao Zhu and Xiaoque would classify the books according to their efficacy.

So what she was in front of her was hundreds of alchemy books, not thousands.

The effects of these hundreds of books are similar to those of Roedan.

If she wants to improve the recipe for Roe Dan, she must find a solution from this.

Luo'er Pill is a sixth-level pill. It can improve the spiritual cultivation of the early stage of the Spirit King Realm to the peak of the Spirit King Realm in a short period of time, but the effect of the medicine is only one stick of incense. However, this kind of pill is a life-saving method for those spiritual practitioners who lick blood on the tip of the knife.

Her biggest problem now is that she is not a level six alchemist and cannot refine level six elixirs, otherwise this matter will be easier.

Although outsiders know that she is only a second-level alchemist, she is actually able to refine fourth-level alchemist. If she really wants to calculate it, she may be the youngest fourth-level alchemist on the Three Thousand Continent.

Now this great genius alchemist is in trouble.

Time passed by quickly, and I had been in the space for more than ten days in a blink of an eye.

Mu Wushuang saw that the three-day period that he told the emperor was still a while away. She slept and then walked out of the space after she had enough sleep.

When she opened the door, she saw a picture of a handsome man under the grape trellis.

Suddenly, the handsome man opened his eyes, and his eyes were opened and closed, and his cold eyes were obscure and difficult to understand, deep and dark.

Immediately, the girl's reflection was printed in the handsome man's pupils, and a hint of softness was added to his cold eyes, which made him switch from the cold glacier to the spring breeze.

The breeze blew, and the familiar ambergris hugged her in her arms.

"Shuang'er, it smells so good."

Long Mo took a deep breath and said in a hoarse voice.

After smelling it again, his face suddenly changed.

He frowned: "Shuang'er, what's the fragrance of you?"

"I drank a bottle of spiritual spring dew that was grown from Quan Ling." She took out the remaining bottle.

"Qin Ling?" Long Mo was deeply surprised.

He took the bottle and smelled it, and his expression calmed down slightly.

After tens of thousands of years of change, the spiritual spring will be born by chance. The spring spirit is a spiritual object that collects the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. It is an innate spirit that can grow spiritual wisdom and even turn into a human form after thousands of years.

The juice that the spring spirit grows is the spiritual spring color.

He had heard of it, but had never seen it.

I have to say that his Shuang'er is so lucky.

"Sang Lan!"

Long Mo shouted in a deep voice.

Sang Lan, who was hiding in the small room, was on standby, hurried out.

"Go and call your young master."

"Yes!" Sang Lan ran away quickly.

After a while, Mu Yuheng, who was covered in sweat and was carrying a sword, ran over.

"What's your brother-in-law asking me for?"

He called his brother-in-law now, which was so easy.

Who told his brother-in-law to be nice to him? Even a sword like Chunyang Sword can be given to him?

"you……"

Long Moshen regretted calling him. He was too possessive and didn't want any man to smell Shuang'er's body, including her own brother.

Mu Wushuang waved to Mu Yuheng: "Come here, do you smell the smell on me? Just make a truthful evaluation."

Mu Yuheng sniffed and said blankly: "It smells very fragrant. Didn't this smell before? What's wrong?"

Mu Wushuang raised his eyebrows. So, except for the emperor and herself, no one can smell the changes in the fragrance on her body?

"Sang Lan, come here and smell it."

"Oh, I'm here!"

Sang Lan also smelled it and said, "There is no change, but Miss, your skin seems to be better!"

Sang Lan couldn't hear any changes either.

By the way, when in the space, Xiao Zhu Xiaoque didn't seem to say that her fragrance had changed. Perhaps, they didn't smell it either?

She looked at the emperor, why could the emperor alone smell it?

"Yuheng, you go back first." She said to the beauty brother.

At the same time, Sang Lan was sent out.

"Uncle Emperor, they can't smell it, only you can smell it."

She was actually wondering whether it was him who had feelings for her that he could smell the difference.

Long Moshen probably thought of this, and the chill in his eyes finally dissipated. He sighed, "Little Fairy!"

"Let's sleep separately in the future so that you won't feel bad."

She suggested.

"no."

He finally managed to share the same bed. He would not easily discard such a good way to deepen his feelings.

"Okay. Uncle Emperor, you just happened to be fierce and scared me."

Seeing that the emperor was no longer angry, she began to turn over the previous debt.

She knew that the emperor's uncle was possessive, but she had to teach him well so that he could not be so angry that he would be a little scary.

"I'm sorry, Shuang'er, I can't control it. Once I think of other men being fascinated by the smell on you, I even have the desire to kill people." Long Moshen explained hurriedly.

"Hmph." She deliberately ignored him, but her heart was sweet.

"Shuang'er, good Shuang'er, I promise, I won't be there next time." He pulled her into his arms.

Mu Wushuang curled his lips and said, "Okay, I forgive you."

"Shuang'er is so good."

Long Moshen buried his head on her shoulder and took a deep breath. He really loved and hated the fragrance, because if Shuang'er hadn't also affectionate to him, he would probably not smell it. This is the fragrance of love between them. 4w34yuOXX92xRZiH6eRBzSPu9UhTpUbMPNjw5tJdRDWHAncWtouNH7QZuY7cTEF3
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