After hearing this, Feng Jinghua frowned, rolled his eyes, patted his son's head, and said: "Actually, my mother has thought of this problem a long time ago. Since I have a way to get the Purple Spirit Pill, I have a way to get it."

Hidden the Purple Spirit Pill."

"Then tell me where you plan to hide the Purple Spirit Pill?" Duanmu Lin let go of her, took a step back, and asked calmly and calmly.

"You don't need to worry about this. Just return the Purple Spirit Pill to me." She raised her hand, stretched out to him, and asked him for the Purple Spirit Pill.

Duanmu Lin did not look at her, raised his eyebrows and said, "Now we are not discussing how to hide the Purple Spirit Pill, but we should think about how you will excuse yourself if Luo Xiansu discovers that the Purple Spirit Pill is missing."

"This is not what you are worried about. Return the Purple Spirit Pill to me." Feng Jinghua raised his other hand.

There was a faint expression of anger on Duanmu's face, and the eyes he stared at Feng Jinghua became cold. He then raised a hand, grabbed Feng Jinghua's shoulder, and pushed her back, slightly threateningly.

Meaning, saying: "Stupid woman, don't step on my bottom line."

The other free hand immediately held her other hand: "Let's go, there will be a shift change here every half an hour, and someone will probably come soon."

"My elixir."

"Shut up!"

"..."

"Mother, you are so wordy." Feng Qianchen tilted his neck and said.

He had already thought of a plan. First, he would frame his wicked grandfather, and second, he would go to the No-Return Building and steal the Purple Spirit Pill back.

Humph, you stinky man, you dare to take advantage of my mother.

Duanmu Lin didn't even guess at the bad thoughts in the little guy's heart.

If he knew that this little shrewd man with a harmless face had such a cute plan in his heart, he would definitely be angry to death.

But Feng Jinghua's face turned red with anger from this little guy, and he was choking on a breath that couldn't come up or come down. She could only stare at him angrily.

*

The three of them walked out of the elixir pavilion one after another. The expressions on their faces were as if they were visiting their own elixir pavilion. They were arrogant and did not look like thieves at all.

The one walking in front was Duanmu Lin, and the last one was Feng Qianchen.

When Feng Qianchen walked out of the elixir pavilion, he stopped.

He reached out and tugged on Feng Jinghua's clothes and said, "Mother, give me the bag of tips you got this morning."

"What are you doing?" Feng Jinghua turned around and asked angrily.

Feng Qianchen said: "I'm useful, give it to me quickly."

Duanmu Lin glanced at the little guy, and then said: "Since my son wants it, then give it to him."

"Can you please be quiet? That's my son." Feng Jinghua said as he took out Luo Xiangyang's tips bag from his pocket.

He secretly said to himself: That is my son too!

The cold light of her beautiful eyes shot straight at Feng Jinghua, and Feng Jinghua only restrained her arrogance.

He handed the bag of tips he took out to Feng Qianchen.

Feng Qianchen opened the kit and counted the contents, then raised his head and asked, "Have you ever used it?"

"No, I haven't taken a word." Feng Jinghua shook her head, she had no chance to use it at all.

"That's the best." After Feng Qianchen said that, he threw the kit towards the door.

Feng Jinghua opened her mouth and said, "Son, you are wasting it!"

"I also think it's a waste, but this thing doesn't belong to us. Keeping it around is a disaster." Feng Qianchen reluctantly looked at the bag of silver thrown on the ground.

At this time, a "tap, tap, tap" footsteps sounded.
Chapter completed!