Dark Beast Summoner

It can not only maintain youth forever, but also strengthen the physical body!

Quan Ling, as expected of a heaven and earth spirit!

Mu Wushuang continued to test the power of her own body, and she found that her current ordinary power was probably the power of a half-elephant.

If the physical body is strong enough, she believes that a mountain can be crushed by her with one punch.

Is she going in the direction of violent Meiji?

If she is such a delicate beauty, if she really beats a mountain with one punch, such a big contrast will probably shock people's jaws!

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In the space, Xiao Zhu and Xiao Que are studying Mu Wushuang's blood.

Mu Wushuang sat on the grass and flipped through the book of alchemy. She read the book very fast, and it only took one minute to finish reading one book.

But there are too many books in front of me, hundreds of them in total, and it will take a lot of time to read them all.

This is also something that can't be helped. The books on the bookshelf are originally the most elixir books, and the hundreds of elixir books here are only a small part. Fortunately, Xiaozhu Xiaoque will classify the books according to their functions when there is nothing.

Therefore, there are hundreds of elixir books in front of her, not thousands.

The effects of these hundreds of books are almost the same as Roardan's effects.

If she wanted to perfect Roardan's alchemy, she had to find a way out of it.

Rohedan is a sixth-order medicinal pill. It can raise the spiritual practice of the early stage of the Spirit King Realm to the peak of the Spirit King Realm in a short period of time, but the effect of the medicine is only a stick of incense. However, for those spiritual practitioners who lick blood on the tip of the knife, this kind of medicine can be regarded as a means of life-saving.

And her biggest problem now is that she is not yet a sixth-order alchemist, so she cannot refine sixth-order medicinal pills, otherwise this matter would be easier.

Although outsiders know that she is only a second-order alchemist, she is actually capable of refining fourth-order medicinal herbs. If you really want to count, she may be the youngest fourth-order alchemist on the Three Thousand Continent.

Now this great genius alchemist is in trouble.

The days passed in a hurry, and in the blink of an eye, he had been in the space for more than ten days.

Seeing that Mu Wushuang was still a while away from the three-day period she told Uncle Huang, she slept fully, washed and changed clothes, and then walked out of the space.

Opening the door, she saw a picture of a handsome man under a grape trellis.

Suddenly, the handsome man opened his eyes, his eyes were between Zhang and Shu, and there was a light flashing across them. Those cold eyes were obscure, deep and dark.

Immediately, the girl's reflection appeared in the pupil of the handsome man, and there was a hint of softness in his cold eyes, which made him switch from the icy glacier to the breeze in the spring.

With the breeze blowing, the familiar ambergris embraced her in a full embrace.

"Shuang'er, it smells so good."

Long Mo took a deep breath and said in a hoarse voice.

He smelled it again, and his expression suddenly changed.

He frowned: "Shuang'er, what scent is on your body?"

"I drank a bottle of Lingquan Dew that grew out of Quanling." She took out the leftover bottle.

"Quanling?" Long Mo was deeply surprised.

After taking the bottle, he smelled it, and his expression softened slightly.

After tens of thousands of years of changes, Lingquan will give birth to Quanling by chance. Quanling is a spiritual thing that collects the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Can be transformed into human form.

The juice dew grown by Quanling is Lingquan Dew.

He had heard of it, but had not seen it.

I have to say, his twins are very lucky.

"Sang Lan!"

Long Mo shouted in a deep voice.

Sang Lan, who was hiding in the small room on standby, hurried out.

"Go and call your young master."

"Yes!" Sang Lan ran quickly.

After a while, Mu Yuheng, covered in sweat and carrying a sword, ran over.

"What's the matter with my brother-in-law?"

He called his brother-in-law now, and that was a good one.

Whoever told his brother-in-law to treat him well, even a sword like the Pure Yang Sword could be given to him.

"you……"

Long Moshen regretted calling him. He was too possessive and didn't want any man to smell Shuang'er, including her own brother.

Mu Wushuang beckoned to Mu Yuheng: "Come here, do you smell my body, make an honest assessment."

Mu Yuheng sniffed and said blankly, "It's very fragrant, wasn't that the smell before? What's wrong?"

Mu Wushuang raised his brows. So, apart from Uncle Huang and herself, no one else could smell the change in the scent of her body?

"Sang Lan, come and smell it."

"Oh, the servant is here!"

Sang Lan also smelled it, and then said: "There is no change, but Miss, your skin seems to be better!"

Sang Lan couldn't smell the change either.

By the way, when she was in the space, Xiao Zhu Xiaoque didn't seem to say that her scent had changed. Probably, they didn't smell it either?

She looked at the uncle, why only the uncle could smell it.

"Yuheng, go back first." She said to the beautiful younger brother.

At the same time, Sang Lan was sent out.

"Uncle, they can't smell it, only you can smell it."

She was actually wondering if he could smell the difference if he had a relationship with her.

Long Moshen probably thought of this too, the chill in his eyes finally dissipated, and he sighed: "Little goblin!"

"Let's sleep separately in the future, lest you feel uncomfortable."

she suggested.

"no."

It's hard to be able to share the bed together, such a good way to deepen the relationship, he will not easily discard it.

"Okay. Uncle Huang, you were just so fierce, you scared me."

Seeing that the uncle was no longer angry, she began to turn over the previous account.

She knows that the uncle is possessive, but she has to teach him well, so that he can't turn black when he gets angry, which is a bit scary.

"I'm sorry, Shuang'er, I can't control it. Once I think that there will be other men who are obsessed with your scent, I even have the heart to kill." Long Moshen explained hurriedly.

"Hmph." She deliberately ignored him, but her heart was sweet.

"Shuang'er, good Shuang'er, I promise, not next time." He pulled her into his arms.

Mu Wushuang's mouth twitched lightly and said, "Okay, I forgive you."

"You two are so nice."

Long Moshen buried his head on her shoulders and took a deep breath. He really loves and hates this fragrance, because if it wasn't for Shuang'er who also had affection for him, if he unilaterally admired her, he probably wouldn't smell it. Yes, this is the fragrance of love between them.