The magic doctor Mad Jiu stared at the ancient spiritual pill with his eyes scorching eyes.

This thing can not only improve one's cultivation, but also reorganize muscles and muscles, allowing the whole body to be completely opened up.

It's equivalent to re-creating it again.

An ancient spiritual pill is enough to overturn the continent.

But the little girl still thinks that one is missing?

Wow!

Everyone present was undulating and undulating, and they were collectively stimulated by this ancient spiritual pill.

The miraculous doctor Crazy Jiu finally knew why the little girl was so confident that she could successfully graft her skin...

Anesthesia powder, melting muscle powder, and muscle-generating pill!

Now comes another powerful ancient spiritual pill.

It’s hard not to succeed!

Just using the ancient spiritual pill to treat burns is a bit useless and wasteful!

"Okay, next, I'll wait for him to recover!" After feeding the pill, Mu Qianqian stepped aside, "The remaining pig is roasted!"

Use everything to the fullest.

After peeling the skin, the remaining meat is still edible.

The pork with Xiaoxiang is tender, it’s a pity to throw it away.

Humph...

The little fragrant pig, who was held in Mu Zhanbei's arms, seemed to know his future fate, and suddenly struggled violently.

Xiaohuang swept over with a phoenix eye, and Xiaoxiangzhu immediately stopped struggling and gave up resisting.

Everyone retreated from the bamboo house.

The miraculous doctor Crazy Jiu followed the little girl closely...

Now he doesn't care wherever the little girl looks.

She was a huge treasure mountain.

All over my body is full of treasures.

"In this world, there are actually ninth-grade pills. So, do you still know the ninth-grade pills?"

The miraculous doctor Mad Jiu's silver-gray eyes stared at her for a moment.

Mu Qianqian blinked: "Well, my master is the ninth-grade pill, and this ninth-grade ancient spiritual pill was given to me by him."

"All the elixirs and powders you just saw were also made by my master..."

Mu Qianqian saw what he was thinking and simply pushed all this to her false master.

At critical moments, it is also good to let the "master" take the blame.

Ninth-grade alchemist!

The little girl’s master is so powerful!

Mu Zhanbei and Mu Nanfeng were both shocked, envious and happy for their younger sister.

It seems that this ninth-grade alchemist likes Xiaomei, the apprentice.

Otherwise, she would not have given her a precious elixir such as the ancient spiritual pill.

After all, even if you are a ninth-grade pill, the ancient spiritual pill cannot be refined by refining it.

Even if there is no shortage of medicinal materials, there is a certain probability that the elixir can be refined, and it is not 100% successful.

"No, the master of Qianqian girl is very powerful!" General Mu nodded and agreed.

He is also a beneficiary!

First, the seventh-grade purple spirit pill helped him reach the Xuan level of cultivation.

Next is the ninth-grade Nine-Star Pill, but unfortunately I have not had the right opportunity to take it recently.

He had a premonition that if he took the Nine Star Pill, his strength would take another big step forward!

He is looking forward to it!

The miraculous doctor Mai Jiu's eyes lit up when he heard it.

He has a special obsession with medical skills, almost crazy!

Unfortunately, he does not have the talented fire and cannot become an alchemist.

Usually, I only use the fire to simply boil some medicinal liquids and ointments...

It is incomparable to the nine-grade elixir such as the ancient spiritual pill.

Therefore, he admired those high-quality alchemists from the bottom of his heart.

The master in the little girl's mouth successfully aroused his curiosity.

"Little girl, can you help me introduce me?" The miraculous doctor Mengjiu looked at the little girl sincerely.

Dan, medicine, poison, and three are the only ones!

It's just that the situation is different.

Just like this time, the little girl used those elixirs to assist in the treatment of burns.

"I'm afraid you will be disappointed. My master, the dragon, has no end to see him, and he can't see him once every year. But grandpa, don't worry, he will come to me next time, and I will tell you!"

Mu Qianqian is not blushing when she tells lies now, and she is extremely calm.

"Okay, grandpa, thank you little girl here first." The genius doctor Feng Jiu had a faint disappointment in his eyes, but he could only do this.

Experts come and go without a trace.

The little girl's master is a ninth-grade pill, so she must be arrogant and noble, traveling all over the world, and not seeing people all year round.

A seriously injured tribe member completed the skin graft, and Mu Qianqian was not in a hurry to continue with the remaining people.

She decided to wait first to see the skin grafting effect of the clan member.

If the effect is not good, it is also easy to avoid more tragedies.

Of course, the possibility of this intent is extremely small!

Over the Hidden Clan.

A powerful force gathered and pressed towards the Mo clan.
Chapter completed!