On the shore of the Sacrificial Yin River, the old man from the inn, who had traveled tens of thousands of miles from Fenghai County, was complaining about the hardships of the journey and the difficult life of Ling'er, who couldn't eat well and couldn't sleep well…
At this moment, the person in question, Ling'er, was happily sitting cross-legged in the back room of the apothecary. The carefree life of these days, the sweet approval from the old grandpas and grandmas, and her relationship with Xu Qing made her feel like a little princess. Her face had even become a bit rounder.
It was a little chubby, and it made her look rather adorable.
Right now, she was holding the bone pill Xu Qing had given her.
Since this bone pill was kept by the clay fox, it was naturally extraordinary. It must have been refined from an almighty expert of the Ancient Spirit Race.