As the saying goes, a loving mother often defeats her son, but this is almost the same as when it comes to cultivation.

After seeing too much, the children who have not yet had any skin to see what he looks like when he is blowing his beard and staring at him.

Even if you get beaten up because of this, you will be willing to do anything.

What's more, it doesn't hurt if Master beats someone.

Ha ha.

Cough, it's been a long way off.

Xia Yan naturally won’t fancy fried stoves.

His way of frying the stove is quite plain and unpretentious.

But it's a bit unexpected.

Such boring things as alchemy were originally made Lian Moyue want to doze off.

Just as she was half-squinting her eyes, a "boom" suddenly came.

Good guy!

Something happened!

Where can I sleep?

"Xia Yan?! Are you okay?"

The big white hair quickly waved anxiously to dispel the smoke and dust, and walked to Xia Yan.

"I'm fine."

Xia Yan dusted off the ashes on his body and looked regretful, "But the pill probably failed..."

"That doesn't matter, you're fine."

Lian Moyue shook her head, feeling that she was too hasty.

No matter how powerful Xia Yan is, the elixirs in the upper realm are not so easy to refine.

Don't be able to get the elixir when the time comes, and then turn it in.

Just as she was thinking about this, she saw a flash of light from the ashes from the corner of her eyes.

"Hmm? What's this?"

When Lian Moyue raised her hand, she changed her face.

"You, you have refined it?"
Chapter completed!