Chapter 1390 Emergency

Fu Zhihong’s words.

It made Uncle Thirteen burst into tears of gratitude.

Twitched a bit.

After Fu Zhihong's questioning, he revealed the truth:

"The only thing missing from the betrothal gift is a barrier-breaking pill. Liu Yatou has promised to help me refine it, but I need to gather the materials for the pill myself. In addition, I also want to use this spiritual stone to purchase some spiritual materials and bring back a banquet for the clan members. Set up a flowing table for three days."

For the sixth sister, Mo Lan is willing to make elixirs for the thirteenth uncle.

Fu Zhihong was quite surprised.

Couldn't help but said:

"Thirteenth brother, has your relationship with Mo Lan been repaired?"

"Yes." Uncle Thirteen did not say that Sixth Sister Mo Lan had other conditions for agreeing to make alchemy. He prevaricated: "There is no overnight feud between father and daughter. Sixth Girl seems to be indifferent, but in fact she is very soft-hearted and warm. .”

These words.

Fu Zhihong didn't believe it.

Sixth sister Mo Lan is the only one in the family who can have a few words with Fu Shiyi.

He saw Uncle Thirteen's expression flickering.

I know the other person doesn’t want to talk in detail.

Didn't get to the bottom of it.

but.

Still couldn't help but warn:

"Thirteenth brother, it's a good thing that Mo Lan agreed to help you make elixirs. You should also visit her more often on weekdays to keep in touch with her father and daughter. Now Mo Lan is not the poor little boy who was left in the brothel by you and no one cared about him. In our Her combat power ranks among the top three in the clan, and she has a good chance of breaking through to become a fifth-level alchemy grandmaster."

"The better the relationship you have with her, the better it will be for you in the future."

“It’s not too late to make up for the situation before it’s too late!”

The thirteenth uncle promised.

Nothing more was said.

Fu Zhihong didn't want to talk too much, so he knocked on the table lightly.

After thinking for a moment.

Going back to the topic:

"The Siyuan wedding banquet will be handled by the clan. You don't need to worry about it here. As for the Barrier-Breaking Pill, the clan will give you another 50,000 spirit stones to purchase materials. If it's not enough, you can make up for it yourself."

"Thank you, patriarch!"

Uncle Thirteen stood up happily.

The main ingredient of the Barrier-Breaking Pill is only 60,000 to 70,000 spirit stones.

The wedding banquet was paid for by the clan's public account. He only needed to spend another ten or twenty thousand spirit stones. In this way, he was equivalent to a gift.

The purpose is achieved.

After receiving the spirit stone, Uncle Thirteen happily left Cangming Hall and couldn't wait to tell Liu Wanzhen the good news. Even the eighth brothers Fu Sixhang and Fu Siyuan who were waiting at the door didn't see it.

Brother Fu Sixhang looked at Uncle Thirteen who was walking away.

Fu Siyuan muttered to the side:

"Look, I said good things are about to happen in the Thirteenth House. Look at Uncle Thirteen's joy just now. Most likely, Miss Qin is taking advantage of that brat Siyuan!"

The eighth brother Fu Sixhang also extended an olive branch to Qin Shoumei.

No matter what.

Just based on looks.

The eighth brother Fu Sishang was dismissed.

Therefore.

It was still a bit sour at this point.

On the other hand, Fu Siyuan breathed a sigh of relief, which meant that Qin Shoumei would not pester him again in the future. However, for some reason, there was an unclear and complicated feeling in his heart.

Fu Siyuan shook his head.

Stepping towards Cangming Hall:

"Myna, business matters."

Mention business.

Brother Fu Sishang's expression became serious and he quickly followed.

Not yet entered Cangming Hall.

Fu Zhihong's labored coughing could be heard in the distance.

The two of them looked at each other, feeling worried about the clan leader's body.

But.

What they were going to report next was so important that the clan leader had to make the decision.

The two entered Cangming Hall.

Fu Zhihong had stopped coughing. He lowered his head and took some pills. A little blood reappeared on his pale, paper-like face. He raised his hand to motion for the eighth brothers Fu Sishang and Fu Siyuan to sit down.