Your Highness, be nice

Qingyan was taken aback by his calm tone of voice.

Logically speaking, a person who has been poisoned by an incurable poison should be overjoyed when he hears that there is an antidote...

Little did they know that Xia Liangyan's mind was full of Ling Yueming under the bed at the moment...

There is simply no spare time to rejoice over a faint piece of good news.

Medicine is just medicine, not antidote, but at least there is a glimmer of hope, isn't it...

Seeing that Xia Liangyan didn't make a statement, she couldn't help being a little discouraged.

"Manjusara, if you want to make a complete antidote, you need Manjusara's petals and 'angel wings'."

Angel Wings!Ling Yueming subconsciously touched the hidden pocket on his trousers, and after feeling the sharp edges and corners, he sighed in relief.

Fortunately, when he heard the gunshot, he subconsciously stuffed the angel wings into the absolutely concealed bag on the inner thigh.

But thank goodness the woman didn't pull his pants off.

"Angel's Wings..." Of course Xia Liangyan had heard of that peerless gemstone.

Rubbing his temples in distress, he didn't expect that it would be so troublesome to make the antidote for manjusara.

"Then what is that petal?"

"Those are not ordinary Manjusara petals." Qing Yan explained.

"It's the petals of the Scarlet Mandala."

"color.."

It is equivalent to thousands of years of top-quality manjusara petals!

"...About the petals, do you have any news?"

Qingyan raised his glasses, and his gentle voice echoed in the empty room: "A long time ago, the bloody mandala was a very complete bunch."

"But since it was excavated, it has been disassembled and auctioned."

"I heard that each piece has the magical effect of bringing the dead back to life. But to make an antidote, a total of 7 petals are needed..."

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5 is still uncertain. .Timed me Alexander. .Hot handwritten WOW. .