"Exchange elixirs for men and horses?" Chi Yan almost wondered if he had heard it wrong.

She couldn't help but ask again, and saw Mu Wanwan nodded firmly, "Yes, is it okay?"

Chi Yan supported her chin, her long fiery red hair hanging beside her ears. She looked at Mu Wanwan in front of her carefully, and chuckled after a while, "Are you serious? You really don't want to go with me? If we wait for a while and the people from the Dragon Clan and the Witch Clan arrive, it will be too late."

Mu Wanwan looked at her with some confusion, "Well, I won't go."

Chi Yan lifted her hair, her tone helpless, "Okay, come with me."

Mu Wanwan stood up, Mengmeng flapped her wings behind her, moved her chubby little body, and followed the two of them.

Although Yifa's Xianqing Pavilion looked new and large compared to other buildings in the city, its interior was much smaller than those Mu Wanwan had seen before. Chi Yan took her to the storage area, opened the secret compartment, and threw several Qiankun bags in front of her.

"There are a lot of seeds in it, but they are very mixed. You can sort them out yourself." Her tone was colder than before. After throwing the seeds to her, she walked to the side and sat down with her legs crossed.

"Thank you." Mu Wanwan looked at her gratefully, hesitated for a moment, and said, "I wonder if you can help me release the news first. I'm starting to refine the elixir now."

Mr. Long went to the inheritance land, and she didn't know when he would come back. She still hoped to release the news earlier, and the more helpers the better.

Chi Yan nodded, "Okay, I promise you, but when I come back in an hour, I must get a pill with the same value as a fourth-tier treasure."

One hour.

Mu Wanwan gritted her teeth and nodded. As long as she focused on refining the pill, it should be possible.

Chi Yan looked at Mu Wanwan's still pale face. In fact, she felt a little regretful after she finished speaking. Seeing her take out the pill furnace of ordinary grade and pick up the big fat bird beside her, she raised her eyebrows and said, "What are you going to do?"

Mu Wanwan looked up at her, "Let Mengmeng replenish some pill fire for me."

"Chi! Chirp~" Chi

Yan: "..."

"What the hell?" Since when can tits spit fire? Is it a titmouse with a fire element?

"It's up to you." She stared at Mengmeng's black eyes for two seconds and turned away -

she needed to pass on the news that Mu Wanwan was not going to leave to her master and the demon soldiers who were on their way.

...

The door was closed, and Mu Wanwan threw the alchemy furnace to Mengmeng, who was becoming smarter and smarter, and asked it to help replenish the alchemy fire. She opened the Qiankun bags that were randomly placed and took out the seeds inside.

She usually didn't refine many kinds of pills, most of which were the pills needed by the dragon and the chick at home. In addition, she didn't have many pill recipes, so she only tried to refine some low-level pills and functional pills, and she was not particularly familiar with many spiritual plants.

This time, Chi Yan brought out a wide variety of seeds. In addition to the ones she often saw in the dragon territory, there were also some seeds from the sea and even some plants from the demon world.

Mu Wanwan took a deep breath, looked at the seeds in front of her that were roughly divided into piles according to their levels, and held the little dragon horn on her neck tightly, which was emitting a faint glow.

The wood-type spiritual power and consciousness stretched out and enveloped the room, like a thread shining with green light, cooperating with the consciousness to quickly separate the seeds according to their levels and effects, and in the process of selecting, all the bad seeds that had lost their vitality were picked out.

She wanted to refine enough pills as soon as possible and recruit enough troops.

Green rays of light mixed with spiritual consciousness rapidly gave birth to seeds in an almost exaggerated way.

Chi Yan was still a little dazed when she arrived at the place where the message was passed.

She was actually surprised that Mu Wanwan would stay this time. She thought that all humans were like that person and would only consider themselves.

A handsome and elegant face suddenly flashed through her mind. Wisps of fire overflowed from Chi Yan's palms, as if it was anger that could not be vented. Her silent flames overflowed from the cracked palm lines, and she smiled a little self-deprecatingly.

Now it seems that this is not the case.

At least Mu Wanwan is not like this.

The dragon king is really lucky to have met such a lover who will never leave him.

Chi Yan had a cold face and did not recall those rotten old memories. After quickly passing the message, she received a reply from Leng An in almost no time.

"Sister, Uncle Mo Teng and Senior Brother have already joined the demon tribe. I will pass the message to the demon tribe now. They should be able to reach the demon tribe by tomorrow night at the latest."

Chi Yan raised her eyebrows slightly. She was not too surprised. After all, when her master told her, he asked her to respect Mu Wanwan's opinion.

She pondered for a moment, and also posted the message of recruiting people with elixirs. After thinking about it, she added another sentence after the message: "Elixir has the effect of reducing the curse."

Some things have been completely torn apart, and there is no need to cover up there. The positions of Mu Wanwan and the Dragon Clan Lord have been exposed, so it is better to expose them more thoroughly. After all, there are still too few people on this continent who dare to oppose the Dragon Clan and the Witch Clan.

Although the Witch Clan has long been notorious on the mainland and the Azure Dragon is domineering and arrogant, most people just ignore it. If you just use elixirs to exchange, not everyone will be willing to take the risk.

After adding this sentence, maybe many desperate people who suffer from the curse will dare to come. At least, some monsters in Ifa will be tempted.

Chi Yan contacted some people again, and when she thought the time was up, she walked towards the room where Mu Wanwan was staying.

When she was about to get close to the room, she smelled a medicinal fragrance that calmed her irritable mood. With her strength, she could clearly feel that it was only a fourth-level elixir.

A flash of surprise flashed across her eyes. It was not surprising that the master would take a fancy to this girl's talent.

"Click."

A slight sound came, and Chi Yan watched the door being pushed open a crack. The next moment, a small porcelain bottle was carried in front of her by spiritual power.

There was another "click" sound, and the door was closed.

Chi Yan: "..."

She carefully opened the porcelain bottle, and three fourth-level pills were quietly lying inside.

Chi Yan chuckled. In one hour, three pills with effects far exceeding those of fourth-level pills were produced.

It was really good.

Chi Yan put the pills away, thought for a while, took out some spirit stones from her Qiankun bag, and gently stuffed them in through the crack of the door.

Three fourth-level pills are a bit too much as a reward, so I'll give them some spirit stones and keep one as a bait to lure those desperate monsters.

...

After the news of Xianqing Pavilion spread, Jiuqing and Uncle Chen immediately set out with the monsters who were willing to go with them.

It was okay before entering the demon world, the temperature was still friendly, but after entering the demon world, the environment became very bad.

Yifa is close to the abyss, on the edge of the continent. If you go around the demon tribe, you can avoid passing through the most prosperous place in the demon world and directly enter the Yifa territory, but the extreme climate at the border of the continent is unbearable.

Mu Wanwan was protected by Mr. Long when he came in, and he didn't feel the biting cold.

The water vapor in the air turned into sharp ice blades under the low temperature, and accompanied by the occasional cold wind, it hit the spiritual shields of the beastmen and monsters.

The snow fell heavily, and if you stopped for a while, you would be at risk of being frozen in place.

Monsters with fur were better off, as they could more or less resist the cold, but some monsters with strong fighting ability but weak physical strength were in a terrible situation.

The flower monster's nest was on the back of Uncle Chen, who had transformed into a beast. The original leaf was shivering from the cold, and even with a lot of spiritual power to resist the cold, it still felt cold.

Jiuqing's situation was not very good either. She had been very weak since her tail was cut off. Although she had not suffered particularly serious fatal injuries, her resistance to the cold was much lower.

They were all like this, and the monsters with weaker strength would feel even worse.

For some reasons, in addition to the monsters who were willing to come, there were also many monsters who got the news from Jiuqing and knew that they could exchange for elixirs in Yifa, so they decided to follow.

Many of them had been cursed, and some were poisoned by snakes. Their situation was somewhat similar to that of Uncle Yun. They had almost spent all their wealth and had no other choice. Although they did not want to offend the Dragon Clan and the Witch Clan, they would die if they delayed any further, so they gritted their teeth and chose to go all out and go to Yifa.

They were weak to begin with, and it could be said that they were in great pain in this vast icy monster land.

"Let's do this." Mo Teng, with a special life, walked at the front of the team. Seeing the situation of the monsters behind,

he said, "Come on me." As he spoke, he quickly expanded, and the huge vines spread out, rolling up all the furry and half-monsters who were about to collapse. The thick vines rolled into a green "big house", divided some spiritual power, and blocked all the gaps in the "big house".

He now looks a little weird, like a tree man dragging a house forward.

"Uncle Teng, thank you." Jiu Qing wrapped her clothes tightly, and ice crystals hung on her beautiful cheeks.

"You can go in too?" Aunt Hua looked at Jiu Qing who was shivering from the cold.

Jiuqing shook her head and said stubbornly, "I can do it."

After all, she is the king of the demon clan now. It would not be good if she showed such weakness in front of her people. If the news got back, Wu Jin, the tailless one, might even laugh at her.

The furry nine-tailed fox would never admit defeat!

"..." Aunt Hua was too lazy to care about her and shrank back, covering her face with a leaf.

Uncle Zong and Aunt Yun did not come this time. One of them was seriously injured, and the other had not recovered to the third level of strength. Both still needed to be well taken care of. Before leaving, they also learned from the human way and wrote a cheesy letter for her to bring.

I hope everything goes well.

Aunt Hua looked at the gray sky and sighed.

At the same time, as the news spread, many desperate people or demons, and even other species, were considering whether to go to Yifa.

Undersea Mermaid Kingdom:

The eldest prince Hai Xi Ze was half lying on the bed, half of his face was covered with terrible curse marks, and his beautiful platinum-gold hair was dull.

Hai Jiu lay beside his bed, "Brother, are you really going?"

"Yes." Hai Xi Ze rubbed his sister's long hair, "It just so happened that Hai Ren wanted to go, so I asked him to take me. Now that brother is like this, he is willing to try any opportunity."

He clenched his other hand as he spoke, and the sea water formed a small vortex.

"Then I want to go too." Hai Jiu bit her teeth tightly, "I want to go too!"

Hai Xize was stunned, "What are you going to do? Just stay at the bottom of the sea."

Hai Jiu shook his head, a trace of unwillingness flashed across his eyes, "Brother, you were cursed by the abyss monsters in order to protect our people, I want to go with you and take care of you."

Hai Xize was a little moved, "Brother doesn't need you to take care of him."

Hai Ren folded his arms and watched Hai Xize being stunned by Hai Jiu's coaxing, and silently sighed in his heart -

Jiuer was not taking care of him at all, she was just playing around and wanted to see what the wife of the dragon king who could refine pills looked like, and how he could be better than her.

Last time, she didn't recognize Mu Wanwan and the Dragon Lord, and was very happy to see that the elixir was very effective. This time, when she learned that Mu Wanwan actually wanted to use the elixir to gather people, she mocked him crazily.

She said, "The dragon's wife must not be a good alchemist. She is definitely not as good as the mermaid I met when I was the last time I was the head of the pavilion."

Jiuer didn't even think about it. How could it be such a coincidence that someone could make elixirs, bought the news about the Dragon Clan and the Witch Clan, and went to Yifa?

His sister is really too simple and willful.

Being too obsessed with some things is the same as not growing up. It's not a bad idea to take her to see the world this time.

Hai Ren looked at Hai Xize, the sister-con who had been completely coaxed into agreeing, and sighed helplessly.

...

In a small town in the demon world:

The tall bull-headed monster punched the elf's stall with a hot temper, "Feng, why are you not going to open the stall starting tomorrow?!"

The bull-headed monster was a little angry. He had finally found a stall that produced delicious shasha fruit at a good price and could relieve thirst and poor appetite. Who would have thought that it would not open the stall tomorrow.

He spoke loudly, blowing a burst of fishy wind, blowing the elf's long hair away, but it seemed that it had long been accustomed to it. Its expression did not change. It stretched out its hand, which was slightly thinner than the monster's, and pushed his claw away. "An old friend has something to do."

He raised his eyes slightly, revealing his light blue eyes. The area around his eyes was clean and there was no ugly birthmark.

The bull-headed monster was still arguing, so Feng stuffed the remaining sand fruits into his hands and said, "Give me three magic coins."

Seeing that he seemed a little unhappy, the bull-headed monster took out the magic coins and left. After all, the stall owner was not easy to deal with. The elf who came here half a month ago was stronger than the most powerful female monster in the town.

Feng calmly packed up his things and pushed the cart back to his home on the edge of the town in silence.

"Are you leaving?" A female monster's voice came from the door. Feng turned around and looked at her two heads with different expressions and nodded.

The monster squatted down, one head full of sadness, the other head with a faint smile, "Will we meet again?"

Feng pushed open the door, "If I can survive, I will come back next time when the blue flowers bloom."

The female monster thought of something, shook her head, threw a beautiful little stone to him, and spoke with a sad head, "Take it."

"Thank you." Feng took it and thanked the female monster. The monster shook both heads and left.

Feng held the candy in his hand and walked into the yard with his legs naturally. At the edge of the yard, there was a small stone tablet.

The elf bent down and touched the rough stone tablet, "Lan'er, brother is leaving."

There was self-blame in his eyes, "If only brother hadn't taken you away from the capital back then."

Although there would be no transformation and no growth, perhaps, there would be no death.

Lan'er would still be alive and well, and he would not choose to completely degenerate into a dark elf, but everything was a little too late.

"Do you remember the sister who bought our food?" Feng took out a silver coin stained with indelible blood from his pocket, "She is in danger, brother has to go to help her, so brother is leaving."

"If there is a chance, brother will come back to see you." Feng buried the silver coin in the ground and smiled.

The author has something to say: Little Angel (putting a knife on Zha Mu's neck): "Why not five thousand!"

Zha Mu made a pigeon sound: "Cuckoo, cuckoo, cuckoo."