My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 4: eight hundred and thirty-eighth

Chapter 3238 4.838 five years

Mo Liusheng's face changed slightly, and he was silent for a long time before saying, "How low is the success rate of a god-level alchemist?"

"Probably...10%." Qiao Mu said lightly.

As soon as the word fell, Mo Liusheng's face became more and more ugly.

He sighed for a long time, as if he had been struck a bit desperately.

Qiao Mu glanced at him, "You can wait for that talented god-level alchemist to be promoted to the holy-level alchemist, and then hand over the materials to her for refining."

"In this way, even if there is a possibility of failure, the probability of success can be roughly 60% or more."

Mo Liusheng glanced at her, moved his lips, and finally sighed quietly.

Mo Lin shook her small hand, "Shenzhou Continent has not seen a holy alchemist for nearly a thousand years."

Wait? Wait until when.

This god-level alchemist may not be able to be promoted to a holy-level alchemist in his lifetime.

Qiao Mu raised his delicate brows and glanced at the melancholy Emperor between his brows and eyes, "Then wait for me."

She said suddenly, "When I grow up, help Lian's mother refine the soul pill."

"Five years is enough."

Mo Liusheng looked at her with that strange look for a long while, then stood up silently, turned his head to the side of the sculpture Hu Dequan and roared, "What are you waiting for? I took the holy rice back to the palace!"

Prince Motucked the corner of his mouth, he said quickly, "The entry and exit of the treasure pharmacy is the right card."

A flash of lightning glided in front of him, and Mo Lin reached out his hand to catch the card from the medicine garden and stuffed it with his daughter-in-law.

Qiao Mu glanced at the emperor's enraged back, blinked and asked, "What's wrong with him."

Just now, I left when I was halfway through. Master Qiao Qiao tilted his head and asked her husband-in-law with a serious face, "Does your father not believe me?"

She said that she would be able to be a holy alchemist in five years, and it was not a joke.

She is a person with twelve times the flow rate of time. She said that five years is to take care of the emperor's mood, and she deliberately said it.

Unexpectedly, she said that for five years, the other party would not believe her!

A person who is simply inexplicable.

Mo Lin looked at her little daughter-in-law's tangled face and almost laughed.

He nodded and said, "It's okay, we'll smack him with the facts in two years."

Master Qiaoqiao nodded when he thought that this was the case, then walked around him, reached out and touched his cheek, "It's not sad, I will heal your mother."

Mo Lin's eyes moved, as if tenderness overflowed, she stretched her hand over the waist of the little guy, and kissed her gently on the cheek, "I know."

"When your old man is happy~IndoMTL.com~, take me over and have a look." Master Qiaoqiao said blankly.

"Good."

"Don't worry, a little soul-recovering pill, it's not difficult for your family Joe Joe." The little guy said with a trace of seriousness on his stern face.

Mo Lin hugged her and said with a smile, "I know I know, I know everything."

There are many things, there is no need to say anything, everything is in tacit understanding.

Master Qiaoqiao's little head rubbed against his face, "You will be back early at noon tomorrow. I want to eat sweet-scented osmanthus lotus root, you can do it."

"Yeah." Moline smiled and nodded his head, "Daughter-in-law, what else do you want to eat, just talk to your husband."

"Your Highness, Your Highness!" A hurried footstep came from outside.

I went to bed, I was too busy today, so I didn’t have any energy at all, o(╥﹏╥)o

(End of this chapter)