Back when Qu Xiaolin came, he was too young to learn. The other beast is little Mengmeng.
The wisdom of this demon is extraordinary, it learns very fast.
Mo Liancheng explained it just once, while talking to Qu Tan'er, and it understood.
Mo Liancheng placed the Jiuxiao Tower in the most secluded spot within an array, shrinking it to the size of a small pebble, and entered the tower.
A simple resting room inside.
Here, in the Holy City, should be where those Law Enforcers managing the tower temporarily stay.
On the table, Elder Zhan had arranged the food and was waiting for him.
Mo Liancheng saw this and was not polite, downing a flask of alcohol and some roast meat, "Elder Zhan, you've held back for so long, ask whatever you want." Coming back was busy, he didn't have much chance to chat alone with Old Zhan.
"I want to know… Master, have you found the Shaping Essence Grass?"
