Chapter 320 Begging

"Um."

"I won't interfere with you and Gong Ziya's affairs. After I leave, I just hope that you don't follow my old path. Men are actually unreliable. In this world, the only one you can rely on is yourself! With such high aptitude, you will definitely walk out of a way to reach the sky in the future. There will be all kinds of men at that time."

These words are not rough, Huan Qingyan didn't speak.

Nothing to say all night.

In the blink of an eye, Huan Qingyan entered the space again.

This morning, it was the last meal, and she wanted to cook something delicious for him.

Gong Ziya treated her so well, she had nothing to repay him, she could only repay him with food.

There are two rare spiritual plants in the space.

One is Moyu Ganoderma lucidum, and the other is rot-eating flowers.

Huan Qingyan decided to do a big job, dig out these two things, and give Jimo Ya a taste.

The seedlings of Moyu Ganoderma lucidum had grown to half a person's height, Huan Qingyan took a hoe and dug for a long time before he finally found the fruit.

Huan Qingyan was astonished, "Why does this look like a potato, with several black jade lumps the size of a baby's fist growing on one stem?"

"Isn't that right? Moyu Ganoderma lucidum should grow in the deep mountains. Why does it grow like potatoes when planted in my space? Does it have something to do with the space environment?"

Huan Qingyan is puzzled.

With a skeptical attitude, he dug out the largest piece and buried the remaining pieces.

This plant is not yet fully mature and can continue to regrow.

When the rare spiritual plant is mature, there will be a sound in the space.

After digging out the Moyu Ganoderma lucidum, he looked at the carrion-eating flower next to him. The carrion-eating flower grew faster than the Moyu Ganoderma lucidum, and beside the blooming one, several small flower buds had sprouted.

Huan Qingyan didn't feel bad about this, and directly cut off the blooming flower with scissors.

I took a basin of well water and soaked it.

After preparing the two grand finales, Huan Qingyan went to the herbal diet room and picked out a blood-enriching medicinal diet.

Jimo Ya, a ginseng baby, is always coveted for blood, not afraid of 10,000, just in case, it is always good to replenish more blood.

After looking for it, there is a formula for nourishing qi and blood, red dates and ganoderma lucidum soup, which has the function of nourishing blood...

Think about it, Ganoderma lucidum?

There are many kinds of Ganoderma lucidum, including Longzhi, Danzhi, Baizhi, Yunzhi, etc...

Didn't she just dig up a Moyu Ganoderma lucidum?

Huan Qingyan suddenly thought about it, and tried to use Moyu Ganoderma lucidum to make this medicinal diet.

This black jade Ganoderma lucidum is a rare spiritual plant, and it is also very useful after becoming a true spiritual master, but if eaten raw, it cannot improve the spiritual energy, and the inheritance room is only a rudimentary one, and there is no relevant recipe for cooking spiritual food.

How about trying to make it into a medicinal meal!

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A dank dungeon.

The foul smell, the dim light.

Bai Chenfeng was wearing a bright red double-breasted wide-sleeved gown, and a red belt with auspicious cloud patterns around his waist. He had a slender and straight figure, handsome sword-shaped eyebrows flying obliquely, sharp eyes, and thin lips, with a majestic force.

Evil and domineering, the model of a king.

Standing in this dark and damp dungeon, he was out of tune with this place, exuding a bone-chilling coldness all over his body.

Huanmengyue was dressed in rags, her hair was messy, and she was tightly hugging her white dusty legs.

He kept crying and begging.

"Your Highness, save Mengyue! Mengyue won't be able to stay here for a day..."

Bai Chenfeng's voice was very cold, without a trace of emotion, he pointed to the scattered corpses in this cell and said, "You did it?"