Chapter 3688 4.1288 No Room for Slaps in the Face

In particular, the Minister of War, headed by the Ministry of War, can't wait to stare out of the window.

If the army can master this hemostatic pill, not to mention, the entire army will definitely have a better chance of winning when fighting the enemy on the battlefield.

With such a hemostatic pill in his hand, why would he be invincible?

Seeing that her father was staring at him with such eyes, Mo Lian quickly said, "Qiao Qiao is not the one who can make a god-level medicinal pill with such an effect."

Qiao Qiao is only a heaven-level alchemist. She is lucky to be able to make a god-level medicine pill. This is what His Royal Highness means.

Mo Liusheng turned his head to look at his daughter-in-law again, and the hope in his eyes almost burned like a blazing sun.

At this time, Su Yiyi, who was lying on the ground like a dead dog, got up like a madman and wanted to pounce on the tree in front of him.

There were bursts of sharp whistling in her mouth, and she screamed, "Impossible! Impossible."

"How can you be such a young god-level alchemist? You must be lying, you have something hidden on your body, something hidden!"

"It's an artifact, right?"

"Isn't it an artifact that helps you quickly condense pills? You vicious woman! You can't become a god-level alchemist at all."

"I am indeed not a god-level alchemist." Qiao Mu interrupted her with a cold expression, and said lightly, "I am just a heaven-level alchemist. Occasionally, I can make one or two black-patterned god-level medicinal pills."

She gave her a pitying look, pursed her lips and said, "But that's not too bad. Compared to you, you're a god-level alchemist who's only pretending."

"I'm a... solid person, starting from the basics of distinguishing medicinal materials, and spending a lot of time learning to distinguish medicines, smell medicines, refine medicines, and concoct them. It should be better than you, just a little bit!"

Qiao Mu compared his two little fingers and said indifferently, "The way of the thousand medicines, I can only say, I know a little, you are really strong, even half a bucket of water dares to be a god-level alchemist in front of me."

"How did you get here, a god-level alchemist, don't you have any points in your heart?"

"Don't pretend, it doesn't look like it at all."

"Pfft." Shan Yisu actually spurted out a mouthful of blood, and everyone looked at her strangely.

This single-clothed Su was so angry that she vomited blood at the words of the little princess!

My God, this is how much you hold your breath in your heart to be angry like a bird...

Qiao Mu looked at the woman wriggling on the ground coldly, with no pity in his eyes.

It's your fault that you shouldn't stretch your hand so long, and want to attack Qiao Qiao's Lian!

Jojo's lotus is not something that all cats and dogs can touch.

An ice thorn condensed in the hand of the little princess, and without saying a word, she threw it towards Shanyi Su's face.

"You can't kill me." Shan Yi Su lay on the ground and looked up at the last breath.

At this time, the ice thorn was only an inch away from her eyes.

It seemed that as long as one step closer, she could directly pierce that eye of hers.

"You can't kill me, Qiaomu." Shan Yisu struggled and crawled on the ground for half a step, raised her head and looked at her coldly and said, "I, I have a way to protect the Queen's life."

"That's right, even if you don't make it, you can make a god-level medicinal pill, you can, you can guarantee the queen's life for half a year without worry."

The old city master Bai hurriedly stepped forward and stood beside the little princess.

He was about to speak when Mo Lian raised his hand to stop him.

I saw the little face paralyzed looking at the single-clothed Su with cold eyes.