God-level Quick Wear: Sick Host, Ask For Light Pet

"Please sit down." Qi Yu said lightly, never mentioning the matter just now.

Yue Shaohua looked at Qi Yu's indifferent expression, and felt her slap in the face as if she had been slapped in the air, and it was hot and painful.

A servant brought the stool, An Haocheng and Yue Shaohua sat on the stool.

While holding Ningmeng’s little paw, Qi Yu asked An Haocheng, “I don’t know what’s going on with Patriarch An’s coming this time?”

When An Haocheng came this time, he actually wanted to win over Qiyu.

But now that Yue Shaohua is present, there are some words that cannot be heard by Yue Shaohua.

However, although Qi Yu has not promised to work for Anjia now, An Haocheng has a way to make Yue Shaohua misunderstand that Qi Yu is on his side.

An Haocheng's eyes flashed across his eyes, he was sure to win, he smiled on his face, and replied to Qi Yu: "That's it, didn't you say you want to do alchemy for me for free a few days ago? Just so, I have a mysterious spirit here. Dan’s prescription, don’t know when you have time?"

Xuan Ling Pill!

That pill that can make people jump into a level after eating it!

After hearing these three words, Yue Shaohua, who was sitting on the side, gave An Haocheng a surprised look, and then turned his head to the side pretending to be disdainful.

Perceiving Yue Shaohua's shocked look, An Haocheng's triumphant expression became even greater, just waiting for Qi Yu's answer.

But Qi Yu listened to his words, but the indifferent expression on his face did not change the slightest, and even the tone of his speech was as cold as ever: "Anytime, are the medicinal materials ready?"

"Naturally, it is ready." An Haocheng said, obviously a very valuable thing, but in front of Yue Shaohua, he seemed to want to let Yue Shaohua know about it, and waved his hand, prescription and medicinal materials. He took them out of the ring and put them on the table one by one.

Qi Yu reached out and picked it up, checked it a little, and then said, "Come to pick it up tomorrow."

"So fast?" An Haocheng looked a little surprised.

This is the pill that the Zong-level pill pharmacist can refine, otherwise he would not keep this prescription until now he has not found anyone to refine it.

"Yeah." Qi Yu nodded faintly.

"Cough, then all right." An Haocheng responded with a sullen expression.

Ningmeng, who was lying on Qiyu's thigh, swept her tail, her eyes fell on the black medicinal material, but her expression was a bit disdainful.

But it’s just a profound spirit pill. After the host learned the hundred sketches and pill recipes exchanged from the system space, he casually took a pill recipe from the system to refine it, and the pill was refined in minutes. You can squeeze this profound spirit pill.

Short-sighted people are terrible!

She took all the precious pill as jelly beans in the ring, but she didn't show it off. A small **** prescription actually dared to show it in front of her and the host.

She was ashamed.

Ningmeng was lying on Qi Yu’s thigh, and the tail behind her occasionally flicked twice. She had a small black face and a small body. No one cared too much, so no one would have thought of her at this moment. All kinds of complaints in my heart.

Only Qi Yu had already contracted with her, and felt something vaguely. Qi Yu lowered his eyes, a smile crossed his eyes, and raised his hand to pinch Ning Meng's little tail.