Nalan Zhaoran could only bite the bullet and say, "I was lucky enough to meet Second Miss once."

"Oh, I've met once." Nalan Yanran had a half-smile, she didn't seem to be in a hurry to ask her about the elixir, but instead said leisurely, "What does Miss Yun think of my sister?"

Pursing the corners of her lips, Nalan blinked her eyes and said, "Second Miss is naturally excellent. Not only is she beautiful, but she has a lively and lovely personality, and she is well-proportioned in her actions. I don't know how pleasing she is."

"It would be great if I also had a younger sister like Second Miss."

Nalan Zhaoran opened his eyes without blushing and panting, boasting greatly to himself, and praised Second Miss Nalan to the sky.

As for Nalan Yanran who heard these words, the corners of her lips twitched, her pretty face felt a little speechless.

She wasn't too sure at first, but now it's okay, she's sure.

Seeing that Nalan Zhaoran still had the tendency to praise herself, Nalan Yanran said slowly, "Miss Yun, do you think this is fun?"

Nalan Zhaoran pretended to be stupid, as if he didn't understand the meaning of Nalan Yanran's words: "Huh?"

Seeing that Nalan Zhaoran continued to dress down, Nalan sneered and exposed her mercilessly: "Nalan Zhaoran, is it fun to boast about yourself?"

"Or, do you think it's more fun to lie to me?"

"I haven't seen you for a few years, you've grown courageous."

Seeing that Nalan Yanran was about to get angry, Nalan Zhaoran let out a chuckle.

"Sister Yanran, I didn't mean to lie to you."

"Look, grandpa was poisoned by branding, and he was so seriously ill. You didn't tell me, because you didn't want me to worry. Isn't that the only way I can use it?"

The big eyes rolled around, and Nalan Zhaoran quickly came up with a corresponding statement to sell miserably.

Nalan opened his big black and white eyes clearly, and said aggrievedly.

Sure enough, at this point, Nalan Yanran's expression was a little unnatural.

At that time, she was only thinking about not worrying Nalan Zhaoran, but she never expected that her grandfather's poison would be so serious that she would not be able to inform Nalan Zhaoran of his return.

"Don't change the subject, sister Zhaoran, you are hiding very deep, and you are still a pharmacist, and you are at the third rank."

"Also, Pill King Furuhe said that to get rid of branding poison completely, you must have a different fire, so, is it you who have a different fire or the other one?"

Nalan Yanran looked at her with burning eyes, staring at her tightly.

Facing Nalan Yanran's expectant eyes, Nalan said without changing his face: "The strange fire is not mine, I don't have the strange fire."

Hearing this, Nalan Yanran was disappointed for a while, she still wanted to see what the real strange fire looked like.

"Good sister, don't expose me."

"My current identity is not Nalan Zhaoran." Nalan Zhaoran smiled at Nalan Yanran.

"Understood, I won't expose you. I haven't seen you for about three years. Your strength has grown so fast, so I don't worry about it." Nalan Yanran looked at Nalan Zhaoran with disgust, and buried her road.

"Thank you sister." Nalan smiled sweetly, obedient and cute.

After saying that, Nalan Zhaoran poured a bunch of pills to Nalan Yanran like pouring beans.

"You take these pills quietly and put them in the ring. If you don't have enough, send me a message, and I'll give you some later."

The rosy mouth opened slightly, Nalan Yanran stared at the elixir in her hand in astonishment.

All are third-grade pills...

Suddenly, I felt that the third-grade elixir was not that valuable anymore.

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