My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 4: Five hundred and eighty-fourth

Chapter 3984 4.1584 Indifference

It was night, Mo Lin walked out of a wing room in Donglin Garden, closed the door, and glanced lightly past Yun Cong who were standing in the courtyard.

"Let Jojo take a good rest." Moline's voice was extremely weak.

The little guy only leapfrogged the level to finish refining the soul-returning pill, and then raged back to the academy all over again. After being hit so hard, she had to give her some time to recover.

Yun Cong opened his mouth, "A Xun's..."

"The ice crystal coffin of Peak Master Murong is handed over to us." Mo Lin interrupted Yun Cong's words aloud, her expression indifferent.

"But..."

"President Yun, I know you did it out of good intentions." Mo Lin interrupted him again, "but you can't deny it, just because of this self-assertion, you missed the best time to rescue Peak Master Murong. ."

"If you are willing to wait a little longer, or trust Jojo more. Maybe... things won't become as troublesome as they are now."

"This little friend." He has been silent for a while. He Wen, who is behind everyone, couldn't help but ask out loud, "That girl, really, at the level of a heavenly alchemist, leapfrogged Back to the soul pill?"

How is this possible?

That's a holy medicine! The level of the god-level alchemist, the holy medicine refined, even if the phoenix flower is added to increase the success rate to 100%, but...the elixir that is released is also a thing of poor quality.

A heaven-level alchemist leapfrogs his refining, can he defeat a god-level alchemist?

It's impossible to think about it.

Mo Lin glanced at the Alchemist He Wen, and said coldly, "In this world, genius is the least lacking."

"What you can't do, doesn't mean that Jojo can't do it."

Everyone was silent.

But Mo Lin's attitude of not paying attention to Alchemist He Wen at all angered his apprentice Ni Hanzhi.

"You, how do you talk?" Ni Hanzhi couldn't help but anger.

When he was in the back mountain of the Royal Academy, this man had swept across himself with cold and terrifying eyes.

The attitude of not paying attention to their master and apprentice in all manners made Nee Hanzhi so angry that he couldn't help gritting his teeth.

"Hanzhi." He Wen sighed lightly, preventing the apprentice from continuing.

"I thought of a remedy before I was old. I hope that when the little girl wakes up tomorrow, I can discuss it carefully with her."

"Everyone, please go back." Moline nodded coldly.

In the distant twilight, a few people just felt the clouds and mist, and the young man in front of him was cold and snowy.

The whole person seems to be wrapped in a thin mist like smoke, cold and majestic, unattainable...

Knowing that his anger was unbearable, Yun Cong and Yun Piaomiao couldn't help shutting their eyes, nodded, turned around and walked out of the yard.

Yun Cong didn't know how he came back to the yard~IndoMTL.com~ Sitting at the small table blankly, staring at the cup of herbal tea on the table, feeling bitter and unbearable.

As soon as Qiaomu slept until midday the next day.

Removing a thin strip of satin on her body, the little girl sat blankly by the bed and started to daze.

Yesterday’s events are vividly visible.

In the past four years, she saw Murong Xun again, but she was in the cold coffin, watching her lying quietly without breathing.

She didn't know if it was a sight.

The door of the wing was pushed open with a "creak".

Mo Lin's slender figure stood at the door against the light.

Seeing her sitting in a daze by the bed, he smiled, "Are you awake."

Qiao Mu stood up suddenly, ran a few steps, and rushed into his arms.

(End of this chapter)