Quickly brewing love: boss, let go!

Chapter 642 Tao Zhiyaoyao, generosity and tolerance 19
"This is a potion that changes your appearance and breath. The two of you should be wanted when you go back. Drink this first."

The elves are good at wind-type wood-type magic, and they are also good at making potions.

But because of the special blood of the elves, potions such as healing can be effective on the elves, and this disrespectful potion that looks like changing the appearance of a god has no effect on Mu Jiuyao, which is why An Nai asked Mu Jiuyao to change her appearance.

The two men drank the potion without any objection, and the aura around them suddenly became normal. Except for the clothes, the identities of the two could still be seen, but everything else was covered up.

"Okay." An Nai nodded in satisfaction, "Let's go, let's go to the Sky Continent near the Sky Temple to see what she has planned."

Jia Cheng nodded heavily when he heard the words, and walked quickly to An Nai's side.

Mu Jiuyao's aura was too cold and indifferent, making people unconsciously feel a sense of alienation and indifference, and unconsciously avoiding slightly with reverence.

Luo Na, who was following Jiacheng, also noticed this problem. He thought more than Jiacheng, and looked at Mu Jiuyao in front of him, with a suspicious look in his eyes.

Although they have the token of Effiti, the god of the sky, even if they followed them to the depths of the forest, they are still a bit suspicious. This breath is completely unknown to ordinary angels, and it is a bit weird.

It turned out to make him instinctively afraid. After the tension of fleeing and killing gradually subsided, this question and a slight sense of disobedience came to his mind.

That gaze fell on Mu Jiuyao's back, and Yi Er, who had been lying in Mu Jiuyao's arms without speaking, suddenly raised his head, with a stern warning in his eyes, which shocked Rona who had not had time to look back. Jump.

The sense of oppression in these eyes is not weaker than that of Mu Jiuyao.

His back was cold, his sweat was dripping slightly, and he had doubts in his heart, what is the origin of these people...

"Oh, that's right." Mu Jiuyao paused suddenly, and pinched the two leaves next to her with her fingers, and turned into two clothes in the hidden place, which looked like they were pulled out from the space.

Yi Er's eyes flickered slightly, and his rosy lips pouted slightly, noticing that the eyes of the two people were still looking at Mu Jiuyao, with a hint of displeasure, he directly raised his head.

With one sip, he kissed Mu Jiuyao's cheek.

Anna: ...

Jia Cheng: ...

Rona: ...

Mu Jiuyao raised her brows slightly, looking at the little guy in her arms, she couldn't help but chuckled softly.

This smile can be said to be full of flowers. Although the surrounding forest is not the territory of the Elven Forest, it has been protected by the Elven Forest all year round, and it also believes in the god of the forest, Nine.

Mu Jiuyao's mood at this moment was directly reflected by the forest.

The faint floral scent is refreshing.

The pink flowers are slowly blooming around, and it is almost the time for the peach blossoms to bloom. Although the sudden blooming is a bit surprising, but it is thinking that it is around the forest of elves. This is not the case Too surprised.

Holding the little guy in his arms who knew all day long to kiss, hug, and hold high, Mu Jiuyao raised his eyebrows and handed out the things in his hand.

(End of this chapter)