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Looking at the two, the patriarch had already spoken, "You two are here."

Qu Tan'er quickly withdrew his thoughts, and Mo Liancheng nodded.

The patriarch asked again, "I heard that you just went to see Lian Yue and his grandson?"

Mo Liancheng and Qu Tan'er nodded at the same time, their whereabouts in the tribe were clear at a glance, and they were not surprised at all that the patriarch knew their whereabouts.

However, the patriarch looked at them, obviously hesitant to speak, could it be that he knew that Mo Liancheng was going to treat Grandpa Lianyue's legs?

Qu Tan'er looked at Mo Liancheng thoughtfully, and asked silently: Did they know?

Mo Liancheng shook his head without a trace: Impossible.

There is nothing to hide about treating Grandpa Lianyue's legs.

However, he can be sure that no one overheard the conversation in the small stone house just now.

Therefore, it is the patriarch who has something to talk to them about.

As for the matter that the patriarch wanted to talk about, looking at the different expressions of the elders, it was not difficult to guess that this matter was very important, and only the patriarch was willing.

But the other elders have pained expressions like being robbed?

This is strange.

They didn't ask them for too long, and the patriarch stood up. At the same time, he took out a box and handed it directly to the two of them.

"Brother Mo, Miss Qu, this is the blood essence refined from the body of the bald mountain eagle yesterday, please keep it safe."

Blood essence?

Shrimp stuff?

Qu Tan'er opened the box curiously.

The box looked like an ordinary wooden box, but Qu Tan'er was shocked when she took it in her hand. This box looks unremarkable, but it actually gets hot?

Inside the box is a lump of something, the size and shape of a pigeon egg. The surface looks like turpentine, but it is smooth and moist, and the color is crystal clear and slightly brown.

Qu Tan'er sharp-eyed saw that there seemed to be a drop of something like a drop of blood swimming in the mass?

She wanted to take a closer look, but she couldn't see anything clearly through the turpentine-like film, it was hazy, like looking at flowers in a fog, but this group of things was really beautiful.

She couldn't help poking the drop of blood with her hand, and as soon as she felt the incredible softness and slipperiness, her index finger felt like it was being burned, and she quickly retracted her hand in shock.

At the same time, there was a uniform sound of gasping all around.

"What's wrong?" Qu Tan'er reacted too much, Mo Liancheng stepped forward and asked softly.

Qu Tan'er raised her injured index finger, "It's burning."

A certain master was very distressed, grabbed her little hand and brought it to his mouth and blew gently, "Does it still hurt?"

"Much better."

The two showed their affection as if no one else was around, besides the patriarch, a group of elders were dumbfounded one after another, some of them were dumbfounded, and even twitched the corners of their mouths, staring at Qu Tan'er, with that expression, as if someone had just cut their flesh, but they couldn't help it. It's as uncomfortable as opening a mouth.

Qu Tan'er lifted the box, and Mo Liancheng glanced at it briefly, then looked away.

Although he didn't understand the purpose of this blood essence soul, he probably understood why the elders put on such expressions.

The reason lies in this blood essence.

"Patriarch, what is the use of blood essence?" Mo Liancheng asked.

The patriarch told him, "Blood essence can help us cultivate, achieving twice the result with half the effort."

"Why is there only one blood essence?" Qu Tan'er asked casually.

She remembered that what the patriarch said just now was that this blood essence was refined from the body of the bald mountain eagle, so what kind of boa constrictor is there?