C836 Ghost Head Lindong!

Just as Moo Xiang was speaking, Ruan Qingge picked up the pill, bringing it close to her nose for a careful sniff. Her face darkened immediately.

Moo Xiang's smile faded. "What's wrong? Is there something off?"

Ruan Qingge shook her head, sighing deeply. "Did you use three ounces of that vine?"

"Yes! Isn't that the main ingredient?"

Ruan Qingge sighed again. "Oh well