"Thank you so much, Miss Mo Xue. With this Soul Loss Grass, Lan'er will be saved." Yue Linglong looked at the "Soul Lost Grass" in Shopkeeper Qian's hand and thought of "Mona". "Mona" was about to fall asleep and still remembered her mission.

"Miss Mo Xue, Miss."

"Sorry, Shopkeeper Qian, I was thinking about something just now, so I didn't hear what you said?"

"I think you're almost there. In order to thank you, I said I would give you a pleasant ...