Chapter 3984: 4.1584 Indifference

Chapter 3984 4.1584 Indifference
That night, Mo Lian stepped out of a box room in Donglin Garden, took the door with her, and glanced away at the people who were standing in the courtyard.
"Let Qiaoqiao take a good rest." Morin's voice was very soft.
The little one finished refining Huihun Dan, and then rushed back to the academy to wipe the whole body. After receiving such a big blow, she had to give her some time to recover.
Yun Chong opened his mouth. "Axie's ..."
"The ice crystal coffin of Lord Murong Feng was handed over to us." Mo Lian interrupted Yun Cong's words with a voice, and looked indifferent.
"but……"
"President Yun, I know you are out of good intentions." Mo Lian interrupted him again, "but you can't deny it, because of this self-assertion, you missed the best time to save Murong Feng."
"If you're willing to wait a bit, or trust Jojo a little bit more. Maybe ... things won't become as troublesome as they are now."
"This little friend." He has always been silent, followed by His Excellency His Excellency, following the crowd, could not help asking, "That girl, really, at the level of the master of the heavens, refined Huihundan beyond ? "
How is this possible?
That is a holy medicine! The level of divine master, the holy medicine that is refined, even if the addition of phoenix flowers increases the success rate to 100%, but the elixir that is released is still of poor quality.
The heaven-level Dan division is beyond refining, can it defeat the god-level Dan division?
It is impossible to think about it.
Mo Lian glanced at He Wendan, and said indifferently, "The least thing in this world is genius."
"What you can't do doesn't mean Jojo can't do it."
Everyone was silent.
However, Mo Lian's attitude that he did not take He Wendan into his eyes completely angered his apprentice, Ni Zhizhi.
"You, how do you say that?" Ni Yanzhi could not help but anger.
When he was at the back of the Royal College before, the man had brushed himself with cold and terrible eyes.
Such an attitude that did not put their teachers and apprentices in their eyes made Ni Yanzhi angrily gritted.
"Zi Zhi." He Wen sighed, preventing the apprentice from continuing.
"I think of a remedy before I die, I hope that the little girl will wake up tomorrow and can discuss with her carefully."
"Please come back." Morin nodded indifferently.
In the twilight, a few people felt the cloud misty. The young man in front of him looked cold and snowy.
The whole person seems to be wrapped in a faint mist of mist, cold and high, unattainable ...
Knowing the anger in his heart, Yun Cong and Yun Mi Miao couldn't help but close their eyes, nodded, and turned around to get out of the yard.
Yun Chong didn't know how he was back in the yard, sitting idly at the small table, staring at a cup of herbal tea on the table, his heart was bitter and unbearable.
Qiaomu fell asleep until noon the next day.
Lifting a thin satin from her body, the little girl sat expressionlessly on the bed and started to stay.
What happened yesterday is vivid.
In four years, she saw Murong Xu again, but in the cold coffin, watching her not breathing, lying quietly.
She didn't know if it was a sight.
The compartment door squeaked open.
Morin's long figure stood at the door against the light.
Seeing her sitting in a daze by the bed, she smiled, "Are you awake."
Qiaomu stood up abruptly, took a few steps, and plunged into his arms.
(End of this chapter)