"Ah!?"
Fang Chang was stunned.
He had thought she would sympathize with what he'd been through. Who could have guessed she'd treat it like makeup?
"Oh, right!"
Fairy Zhilan hurriedly asked, "Can you refine Jiaorou Pills and Myriad Li Body Fragrance Powder!?"
"I can't," Fang Chang answered honestly. "As far as I know, those two poisons you want were both made by the Poison King. He was a complete pervert who took pleasure in tormenting people. Everyone turned pale at the mention of him."
"Then where is the Poison King now!?"
Jiao Zhilan sounded urgent. She wanted to find the Poison King and buy the pills.
"He's dead. Someone killed him!"
Fang Chang gave the same answer, but his eyes were filled with hatred.
Although Master San Nong had turned him into a little girl, the true culprit was that bastard Qin Feng.
"Dead? What a shame!"
Fairy Zhilan looked a little disappointed, but only for two and a half seconds.
She suddenly stood up, walked over to Fang Chang, and pulled him to his feet. Then she leaned against him, her beautiful eyes smoldering, and began exploring his body with her delicate hands.
"Fairy Zhilan, please behave yourself..."
Fang Chang reacted as if faced with a terrible beast, shrinking back in fright.
But Fairy Zhilan grabbed him and pulled him back. No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free. All he could do was watch as she mercilessly pressed him down onto the bed.
"The clueless still call her Fairy. The ones who know better have already made the Fairy call out!"
Fairy Zhilan straddled Fang Chang, desire practically spilling from her beautiful eyes.
Although the Poison King, who could refine Jiaorou Pills and Myriad Li Body Fragrance Powder, was dead, the medicine's effects were still inside