The two agreed and prepared to leave together.

As soon as I reached the door, I ran into Li Xian and Li Zhi, father and son.

"Hey, Meng Po, who is this guy? Can he find a girlfriend with his looks?" Li Xian was amazed when he saw Qin Muyan, but what he said was really annoying.

Li Zhi was also shocked: "What a pity, I don't have a sister, and my daughter is only eight years old!"

Yang Lan'er couldn't help laughing. Are the father and son's thoughts really so in sync? Saying that someone looks too evil in front of others, is that really okay?

Although the two of them didn't use this word, this is what they meant implicitly!

Sure enough, Yang Lan'er was upset when she saw Qin Muyan. How could the eldest young master of the Qin family not find a girlfriend? He wasn't extremely ugly, so there was no need to worry about this.

"This is... my distant nephew. He heard that I was here, so he came to see me." Yang Lan'er held back her laughter and stuttered as she found an excuse.

"Oh, a nice young man." Li Xian sighed. Distant relatives also came to visit? They are quite filial! After all, the hospital entrance was not a place to talk. The four of them exchanged greetings for a while and then went back to their homes.

Only Qin Muyan said nothing from beginning to end, with a cool face showing his personality.

After finally getting into the car, Yang Lan'er glanced at Qin Muyan, trying hard to hold back her laughter.

After starting the car, Qin Muyan drove on the road skillfully and said speechlessly: "Laugh if you want to. If you hold it in, you won't be afraid of internal injuries!"

"Haha..." Yang Lan'er laughed out loud and it took her a long time to catch her breath: "The Li family father and son are still so funny!"

"Is it always so speechless?" Qin Muyan said that as the one being played, it didn't feel so good.

"It's okay. Sometimes his behavior and words can make people laugh and cry. Of course, those who watch will find it very funny." Yang Lan'er raised her eyebrows, still smiling.

"Nephew, do we look alike?" Qin Muyan couldn't help but complain that Yang Lan'er's excuse was too stupid, and he glanced at her completely unfamiliar old face.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but he still thought Yang Lan'er looked pretty despite her face. "So, I'm talking about a distant relative, who knows how many generations apart?" Yang Lan'er boasted, thinking that he was smart for once.

"..." Qin Muyan felt that he was completely defeated. He really couldn't understand such a magical excuse which was not a reason at all.

After returning to Yang Lan'er's home, the two immediately started washing vegetables and preparing hot pot.

There is no way. For people with big appetites, hot pot is the easiest to prepare and tastes good too.

Just make one or two pots of base ingredients and you can cook it as you like.

If we were to cook Chinese food, how much would we need to fill our stomachs? Just look at the amount of food that the Qin family has for each meal, and you'll know that it's definitely not something that two lazy people would do.

After quickly cleaning all the food, the two moved it to the living room, spread it on the floor, and sat down to enjoy it.

When the hot pot base was cooked, Yang Lan'er threw a medicine bottle to Qin Muyan while putting the dishes in.

Qin Muyan was stunned: "What?"

"Hibiscus pill, I see that you seem to have some internal injuries. Use the low-grade Hibiscus pill to nourish yourself and you will recover quickly." Yang Lan'er said calmly. Although she did not use her spiritual sense to scan Qin Muyan's body, she understood it at a glance.

Qin Muyan couldn't help but smile. Yang Lan'er's medical skills were indeed extraordinary.

Qin Muyan swallowed the pills in the bottle without hesitation. He took a look and saw that there were still two pills left, so he put them into the space. He was not polite either.

"Did you make it yourself?" Qin Muyan asked curiously.

"Yes, it's the prescription in the Qing Nang Sutra that I got from little RB. I tried making a few of them and they felt pretty good." Yang Lan'er smiled and felt that this was necessary.

As for medicine, how can refining medicine be bad? However, this skill requires a lot of practice. Fortunately, the value of the medicine will never depreciate.

Although her physique is not suitable for using elixirs, others need them. When she enters the world of cultivation in the future, the numerous elixirs will be her trump cards. How can she not take them seriously?

"If you need any medicinal materials, you can tell me or the Qin family. It will be easier than searching for them by yourself." Qin Muyan said calmly, "Besides, the black markets around the world are actually connected. If there is any news, the Qin family will know it first."

"Having a background is awesome!" Yang Lan'er sighed, "By the way, how was the result of your visit to the Vatican this time?"

"I thought you wouldn't ask!" Qin Muyan smiled: "Not bad, the basic goal has been achieved. The Holy See has indeed collected a lot of spirit stones. I don't know how many years it has been collecting them."

It is actually more than the total amount collected by the Qin family. It is probably related to the fact that cultivators rarely go to the Western world.

After all, there are spiritual stones in the West as well, and they are definitely produced occasionally, but they are of little use to them, and cultivators rarely cross the border to look for them.

This gave the Qin family a message that there must be stock in the Western world, and they should pay more attention to other places. They had ignored it before.

"Then how did you get injured? Did you fight with anyone?" Yang Lan'er didn't ask about the number of spirit stones. She had enough of them anyway. Moreover, judging from the points Mu Feng had obtained in the original plot, there would definitely be a lot.

"The Holy See will definitely not empty out its headquarters. There is a red-robed great leader in charge. Although I am not afraid of him, there are still many difficult paladins. This is troublesome." Qin Muyan raised his eyebrows and simply talked about the thrilling experiences he had experienced during this period.

In fact, the battle was very fierce, but ordinary people didn't know it. Moreover, in addition to the spirit stones, Qin Muyan also took back many Chinese antiques and cultural relics. He didn't expect that the Holy See would also collect these things to comfort its hostile heart.

Anyway, as long as it belongs to the enemy, no matter whether you use it or not, or whether you need it or not, just take it first.

In the end, Qin Muyan had to rely on a feint to the east and attack in the west to leave before the old Pope came back, and he was almost blocked by the returning Pope.

"Paladin! What are they riding?" Yang Lan'er asked curiously. It seemed that Qin Muyan was lucky and only suffered minor injuries.

However, once the Pope counted the stolen items, he would be able to guess who the culprit was. Unfortunately, he didn't dare to chase after the culprit or go to the culprit's house to ask for it back, so he was doomed to suffer a loss.

Of course, the hatred between the two sides must have deepened. It depends on how they fight each other in the future.

The Qin family is naturally not afraid of getting benefits. Anyway, they have never been harmonious before, so it doesn't matter if they hate each other a little more.

"Pfft... I'm not riding on anything, it's just a title. The Paladin's martial arts value is relatively high, better than their so-called magic, and they have a combined attack ability, which makes them more difficult to deal with. If it's a single one, I can destroy them all with a wave of my hand." Qin Muyan said calmly, not feeling that he was bragging at all.

What he said was true. Paladins relied on combined attack skills and numbers, and they were not very strong individually.