Quick Wear: Don’t Be Afraid of the Yandere Villain

Mu Yi took the demon pill in his hand. The master said that demon pills were also very valuable in the world of immortal cultivation. He could keep it for the time being, and he might need it in the future.

Perhaps high-level demon beasts were nothing to the master, but he was still very happy to accept the things that were really given to him.

…

Wan Ge roasted the meat and handed it to Mu Yi for him to try.

This demon beast did not kill many creatures, so it was easily purified.

Of course, if he killed more creatures, Wan Ge might not want to roast it, because it tasted weird, and at most he would just get rid of it.

Mu Yi held the meat of the demon beast in his hand, and it tasted very fragrant, but he had never eaten a demon beast before, and this feeling was very strange.

With curiosity and a bit of timidity, he finally opened his mouth and bit it.

Then he found that it was not only the meat that was roasted well, but the meat of this demon beast was fresh, fragrant and tender, much better than some poultry he had eaten.

In addition, due to the cultivation of the monster, Mu Yi always felt that some spiritual power was added to him. Although it was extremely weak, he still felt it.

"Eat more, you are still growing, you can't be hungry." Wan Ge touched his head.

Mu Yi looked at his master and said softly: "Master, don't you want to eat?"

Wan Ge shook his head: "Master has passed that stage, even if I eat it now, I won't feel the same as before."

Not only did people become pure and abstinent, but the taste was the same. Now when you eat those delicacies again, you will feel that they all taste the same, and you will no longer be greedy for these things.

The reason why he brought the other party here was because the original owner had the impression that this was very delicious, so he wanted his little apprentice to try it too.

Mu Yi's eating appearance was still very elegant. Even if no one in the palace taught him etiquette, people who were born noble were naturally elegant when eating.

But in the end, there was still a little oil stain on the corners of his lips.

Wan Ge took out a handkerchief, wiped the corner of the other person's lips, and prepared to take him back.

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Back at the mountain, Nian Fuchen had fallen asleep. After Wan Ge took the young boy back to his room, he told him to rest early and left.

Wan Ge went back to the alchemy place and looked at the pills on the table. Now he only needed one thing.

When he opened his hand, he was holding a bright red herb.

This herb was also guarded by the high-level monster. It also wanted to get this herb, but his body couldn't bear it now, so he could only guard it temporarily, but he didn't expect that he would die before he got the herb.

Wan Ge lit the alchemy furnace, then added herbs according to the steps, and finally poured in spiritual power to control the temperature.

Two hours later, a bright red pill was completed.

One Jingyang grass can only make one marrow cleansing pill. And the probability of failure is very high, but an alchemy master like Wan Ge will never fail.

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When Wan Ge walked out of the alchemy room, the sky was about to dawn.

Perhaps because of excitement, Nian Fuchen also got up early. Wan Ge took him directly to the place where the disciples gathered.

Most of the disciples came by themselves, and a few had their masters to see them off, and Nian Fuchen was undoubtedly one of them.

The head disciple of the sect leader saw Wan Ge bringing the nine-year-old Nian Fuchen here, and said seriously: "Don't worry, Master, I will definitely take good care of my junior brother."