waste wood pharmacist

Chapter 490
Chapter 2 Tenderness Miasma Antidote [-]
Qing Cang raised his eyes, and his dark eyes fixed on the place where they fell.

At a distance of more than ten meters above the head, the soil and the stone fit together firmly without a single gap.

An Ran also followed Qing Cang's gaze, her eyes widened.

"Huh? Didn't we fall here?"

It stands to reason that there should be a big hole that fell or something.

An indifferent voice came from above the head

"It's that golden barrier."

An Ran looked at him, pondered for a long time, and then, stretched out her white wrist, and a silver thread exuded a faint light, appearing in front of the two of them.

Xiaoqi's unique voice slowly

"Owner"

An Ran nodded and said
"Xiaoqi, go up and see if you can pierce the stone."

The silver thread radiates light and spins in mid-air,
"Yes"

As soon as the voice fell, it was already shooting straight towards a height of more than ten meters.

Then I listened, and there was a "boom", like the sound of two metals colliding fiercely.

All of a sudden, the golden mask that trapped An Ran appeared in front of the two of them again, faintly emitting golden light, stretching hundreds of meters away, the huge mask was like a cage, trapping the two people and the beast in it.

Xiaoqi has gone out and returned.

A long light silver strip appeared straight in front of his eyes, emitting a faint light in midair.

"Master, Xiaoqi is incompetent."

It was obviously a voice that sounded like mixed iron, so cold and special.

An Ran smiled coincidentally and beckoned, the silver thread wrapped around An Ran's wrist again.

"If Xiao Qi said that, wouldn't that meatball on the ground cry to death?"

Talking is a joke, but there are words of comfort in every word.

Fan Tuan pouted, a little dissatisfied, but what was rare was that he didn't even refute.

Because, in its heart, Xiao Qi's little thin strip is indeed very powerful.

"Then, how do we get out?"

It would be easy to break the barrier, but once the barrier was broken, followed by the boulder pressing on the barrier, the land would definitely collapse, and then it would be fatal.

What's more terrible is that Qing Cang can no longer use Yuanli, and An Ran must protect Qing Cang as well as herself.

Tsk, the final result will definitely not be much better than Qing Cang's use of Yuanli.

An Ran felt the arms around her waist tighten, and then she heard the indifferent voice slowly say:
"You come to refine the antidote."

Because the topic changed a bit, she didn't react immediately.

eager to explain
"Yes, but if the refinement fails, then..."

The latter words were taken by the man who hugged An Ran tightly.
"Then die together."

An Ran blinked, and blinked again.

die together.

If the medicine refining fails, all the painstaking efforts will be in vain, and if the five medicinal materials cannot be assembled again in a month, Qing Cang will die.

Because of the power of the contract, she will definitely not live an hour longer than him.

Gee.

An Ran looked at the surrounding environment again, tsk.

In all directions, there is nothing but the huge pit occupied by that monster.

And if she really encountered a huge danger, she didn't know if she could protect Qing Cang.

Frowning, contemplating.

With cold and hard lines, his black eyes focused on the woman in his arms, he pursed his lips, and remained silent.

Time ticks, ticks and ticks, and finally hears a crisp sound breaking the silent darkness
"it is good,"

With bright eyes, An Ran stared at Qing Cang above, kissed the corner of the man's lips,

"I'll do my best."

Even if she failed, she would not be able to survive anyway, so Qing Cang was not at a loss.

Seeing that the cold and hard lines became softer, the throat rolled, and a sound came out from the depths.
"kindness"

Just doing what she said, Anran walked to the right, found a relatively clean place, squatted down, took a deep breath, turned her wrist, and all the treasures of heaven, material and earth were presented in front of Anran.

Each herb is packed in a black jade box, with different lengths and sizes.

Open them one by one.

His eyes swept over the medicinal materials.

Kuntian seaweed, silver-blooded eight-treasure ginseng, enlightened ganoderma lucidum, Baiyanlu, millennium python gallbladder, snow-mountain fire lotus, six herbs, all in one.

Originally, the three herbs of Yinxue Eight Treasure Ginseng and Qilingzhi were not on An Ran's body.

It was only in the inn that day that the power of the soul contract between An Ran and Qing Cang was stimulated.

From then on, they really knew that the master and Yang Anran were really going to live and die together.

The next morning, An Ran found Yu Wei to discuss about Qing Cang's condition. At that time, Yu Wei handed over the three medicines to An Ran.

Now it seems that it is really thanks to the rain.

The bloody medicine stove appeared in his hand, blinked his eyes, and looked at Qing Cang,
Those black eyes enveloped An Ran's whole body, and she finally relaxed from her nervous mood.

Close your eyes, after a while, the blood-colored medicine furnace rose into the air and slowly spun.

And Qing Cang stood three feet away, wearing a light purple robe, the hard lines on his face softened, quietly looking at the woman who was about to concentrate on refining medicine.

The momentum of the whole body is restrained, as if afraid of disturbing the woman.

Just such a silent watching action lasted for three hours.

Time ticks, ticks away.

The medicinal materials in front of An Ran were only missing Bai Yanlu.

Fan Tuan knew that when An Ran was refining medicine, she must not be disturbed.

So bored, it dangled on top of the monster hiding in the huge pit.

Even with its small fleshy body now, it still made that monster fearful. It didn't dare to step out of the huge pit for a long time, so it could only hide in it shyly.

Fen Tuan was proud, different from the coquettish behavior in front of An Ran, trotted to the huge pit, and stared at it for a long time with dark eyes.

I saw that the bloodstains on the monster's head had scabbed over.

It's pitiful to knock on it suddenly.

Dough is too lazy to bother with it, it is very hungry now, and it will eat when it is hungry.

And now the only thing I can eat...

His eyes wandered for a long time, focusing on the poor monster.

At this time, don't talk about sympathy with fans.

It was originally a monster. In its eyes, other than An Ran, it could not be eaten, and other things could be eaten. What's more, what about the monsters who had only met each other for a few hours and were enemies just now?
The monster seemed to have felt the fan's thoughts, its whole body shrank even more, and a soft whimper came out.

Just as the powder ball was swaying and approaching the monster triumphantly, a familiar breath came, and hearing the sound of footsteps landing, it walked towards it step by step.

As a result, the whole body of the fan group, who was already very proud, trembled.

(End of this chapter)