The pestle pestle, which originally had no trace of impurities in the white jade color, suddenly emitted a faint fluorescent light, covering its body, and was a crimson color, just like Meng Xian's scarf gauze dress, full of beauty.

Ye Jiangxue held her breath, and her ink-colored eyes attracted what she saw, and her pupils seemed to be red.

Yan Junqing focused on passing his skills into the pounding pestle, and began to try to crush it while transporting it. After trying it twice, there was still no movement in the five-color stone.

Ye Jiangxue stopped doing it. Meng Xian didn't make it clear that she had to leave a problem for them to solve it on their own. Even though she knew she was not in too much time, it would be great to sell it to Ling Ziliang, a fool, but in the end she would still cheat them!

Yan Junqing was not gloomy. He gently held the medicine jar with his other hand, and used his skills to slowly find the way.

Meng Xian is already kind and righteous enough. If they have to do everything with all their power, they will take their own life in the hands of others. It would be better if they do this now, and they will do their last part in person.

"Your Majesty, please stay away from me." Yan Junqing watched the pounding pot and pounding pestle constantly absorbing his skills. The color that was originally like a cherry blossom gradually deepened, becoming more and more thick and pure, and the color tended to be bloody.

Such a fiery red color will inevitably remind people of Ling Ziliang. Ye Jiangxue suddenly realized that this thing could be the token of love that Meng Xian gave to Ling Ziliang!

"Junqing, be careful." Ye Jiangxue did not stop Yan Junqing from temptation and fiddling like this. She also obediently took several steps back and watched this serious man, the man who went through fire and water for her!

Yan Junqing nodded slightly, and a calm and confident smile appeared on his face. He gradually injected more of his skills. The pounding pot and pounding pestle were like greedy snakes swallowing elephants, constantly absorbing the skills inward.

After only half a stick of incense, Yan Junqing felt that if he continued like this, he would sooner or later lose his martial arts skills. When he was about to find another solution, the colors on the five-color stone gradually shone, which was a pivotal light.

The light on the five-colored stone is like a ray of rays of rays. The colorful colors are dazzling, and each light seems to have a fatal attraction, making people unable to help but look at it and be attracted by it.

At this moment, the medicine pounding jar and medicine pounding pestle that Yan Junqing gently held suddenly vibrated and made a buzzing sound. Yan Junqing was forced to keep his hands away from the two things he had moved, and the next scene surprised Yan Junqing.

"It turns out! It's turning!" The empress who made a marveling sound was that she didn't dare to blink for fear of missing a wonderful moment. Her transparent eyes shot out the pounding pestle and pounding pestle that began to rotate. The pounding pestle rotated clockwise, while the pounding pestle was exactly the opposite.

"Soon-soon-soon-soon-soon-soon-soon-soon-soon-soon-soon-soon-soon-soon-soon-soon-soon-soon-soon-soon-soon-soon-soon-soon-soon-soon-soon-soon-soon-soon-soon-so

Yan Junqing has a skilled object, and such a thrilling sound cannot have any effect on him. It's just... it seems like there is something in his body to break free... It's not good, Wen Zhijun...
Chapter completed!