Jin Wanshi was overjoyed.

"Does the Imperial Master want to use this magical elixir to increase the morale of the soldiers in the army?"

Yu Meng said: "Naturally."

"Hahaha... The Imperial Master is really a god!"

"Come here, send the magic pill to the army immediately, so that... uh..." I was too happy and forgot the important point.

"National Master, how many divine elixirs are there?"

"I can only provide you with a maximum of one thousand."

Yu Meng's words were true, it was the method she thought of the last time she was injured by Qilin.

The elixir was a thousand pills she had begged for the last time the superiors gave her spiritual stone elixirs.

After waiting for so long, she could finally take back the treasure.

Jin Wanshi was a little disappointed when he heard that there was only one thousand.

However, the power of this elixir is that a thousand pills are enough to form a powerful team.

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Two years is not a quick time.

Several people who practiced in the mountains, under the training of Murong Qi and Xiaohuo, improved by leaps and bounds.

Not long after they started practicing, Mo Yun, Mo Feng and Mo Yu were also arranged by Mo Qingcheng.

Sometimes when the army in Moqing City has nothing to do, they will come over secretly.

One time Murong Yue couldn't help but asked: "What will happen to the army when you leave?" Murong Yue asked.

"What's the point? The soldiers in the army are not just for a living. If you can't handle a small matter well, it's better to go back and take off your armor as soon as possible to farm."

"Pfft~ How chilling would it be if they heard what you said?"

Murong Yue sat on the cliff blowing the night wind, recalling the past scenes of sitting here with Mo Qingcheng.

He sighed: "Hey! It's been half a year."

In the past, Mo Qingcheng would come back once every month, but this time he didn't come for half a year, and there was no news.

"Hey~"

"girl."

Qingluan's voice came from behind, and Murong Yue turned to look at her.

"Why aren't you sleeping yet?"

"I saw that the girl didn't come back, so I came to take a look."

Qingluan followed her example and sat on the edge of the cliff, looking at the cliff under the moonlight.

He chuckled lightly.

"What are you laughing at?" Murong Yue asked.

Qingluan shook his head and smiled: "If it were two years ago, let alone sitting on the edge of this cliff, my legs would tremble just looking at it."

"Thank you, girl."

"Thank me for what?" Murong Yue asked.

"Thank you for giving me two chances to be reborn."

"Twice?" Murong Yue asked doubtfully.

"Well, twice, once when the girl bought us, and once when she taught us what cultivation is."

"When the girl didn't buy me, I had resigned myself to being bought and sold. At that time, I didn't think about the future or what I would do in the future. I just thought about not committing any crime when I got to my master's house.

Spend this life doing your duty as a servant and serving as a servant."

"But the girl said that no one is born as a slave. If you are with me, you will become a family. There is no need to call yourself a slave."

"At that time, I thought, how can I be worthy of being with such a good master?"

"Later, when I saw how extraordinary the girl was, I didn't need the girl to choose. I chose to continue to follow her without hesitation."

Murong Yue smiled softly and asked, "Why?"

"Because the girl never regarded us as human beings, but more like partners and family members."

Murong Yue smiled: "You are my family."

"Actually, I am very grateful to you, because with you by my side, I know that there is warmth in the world."

She was too lonely in her previous life.

The two looked at each other and laughed.

Qingluan put his hands on his mouth and said loudly into the night: "I want to follow the girl all my life."

Murong Yue imitated her and put her hands on her mouth, making a trumpet shape, and said loudly: "We will be good sisters for life."

"And me, and me."

Qingfeng appeared out of nowhere, leaning on their shoulders and smiling.

Murong Yue and Qing Luan were so frightened by her move that they screamed.

Stabilizing their bodies, the two of them touched Qingfeng's waist: "Looking for a fight."

Qingfeng suddenly felt so itchy that she fell backwards: "Hahaha, I didn't mean it, hahaha, please spare me! Haha..."

How could Murong Yue and Qing Luan let her go? They would squeak when they pressed her...
Chapter completed!