Now the streets and alleys are discussing about her being undressed in the hall.
Of course, Mu Rufeng's name was also hailed once again. The difference is that it used to be a negative image, but this time it was all kinds of praise and praise.
People say that Miss Mu became a stunning beauty overnight, not only that, but also defeated the prime minister's daughter, and was no longer the ugly waste of the past.
For a while, those who came to begging for relatives couldn't wait to break the threshold of Mu House.
At this time, Mu Rufeng was nestling in the Mufu Cangshu Pavilion, immersed in the sea of books.
In the end, Mu Rufeng lifted his head from the book and sighed quietly.
Yunge Continent is somewhat similar to Tianni Continent, but some are completely different. Alchemy is in full swing. The alchemist is unparalleled and respected, but there are few alchemists. Generally speaking, compared to Tianni Continent, Yunge Continent's pill Career seems a bit monotonous.
She can refine pills, but she is better at refining medicine.
If the solid essence liquid refined for Mu Zhonghun last time is sold in the world, it will definitely be sold for a sky-high price. Not only that, it will also cause a sensation across the continent.
However, she has an extraordinary refining technique, but she is extremely short of materials. You must know that the more precious the liquid medicine, the rarer the materials needed. These things cannot be bought by money alone.
boom!
Mu Rufeng, who was immersed in her own thoughts, was awakened by the sudden knock on the door. He turned to look. The boy was holding his abdomen, with blood in one hand, staggering towards her.
"Why did you get hurt again?" Mu Rufeng frowned and got hurt twice in three days. How did he take care of himself?
Like last time, she withdrew her coat, the blood flowed violently in her abdomen, Mu Rufeng sighed, took out the styptic powder that had just been refined from her arms, and gently sprinkled it on.
The effect was almost immediate, and the turbulent blood flow stopped immediately.
The young man sitting on the ground squinted a ray of surprise under his eyes, and his eyes were deeply admired by the wind.
The room was dark and there was a huge book pavilion. At this time, there were only two of them, and the noses were filled with the smell of ink and the pungent blood.
The boy was curled up on the ground, his back leaning against the bookshelf, and his porcelain-white skin was gradually stained with pink.
In particular, he felt Mu Rufeng's warm fingers flicking on his body, and when he was bandaging his body close, his breath inevitably sprayed into his ears.
The teenager sitting on the ground suddenly became tense, his hands hanging on both sides helplessly, his body became stiff.
"What's the matter?" Mu Rufeng found his strangeness and couldn't help asking.
With the faint light of the book pavilion, the youth was crystal clear and tender, as beautiful as a flower.
"For example, Sister Rufeng has taken care of me, will she be responsible to Qianye?"
The young man raised his head, his cheeks were almost transparent, but his squiggly purple eyes were particularly energetic. He looked at her brightly, his eyes burning with unknown heat.
"Okay, how does Rufeng want my sister to be responsible to you?" Mu Rufeng sighed, watching the boy replied.
"Really? Then I will marry Sister Rufeng and stay with Sister Rufeng all my life."
The young man was overjoyed, and the enchanting face bloomed with a bewildering smile, like an epiphany blooming at night, a glimpse of it was unforgettable.
"Puff... Qianye is so cute..." Mu Rufeng couldn't help it anymore, snorting, stretched out one hand, rubbing the boy's ink hair like silk.
This little guy is really fun.
The smile that bloomed on the boy's face suddenly stiffened, and he stared at her aggrievedly, and there was a certain imperceptible attachment hidden deep in his eyes.