Chapter: 9011
The cinnabar has been soaked and looks like muddy water. I don't know if it's because of the good sealing of the box or something else. In short, the muddy shape remains quite slippery and is ready for use at any time.
Han Sanqian checked it carefully and found that it was not just cinnabar, but also other things.
"It seems that there are two more things involved in it." Han Sanqian asked.
Lianhua shook her head: "I don't know what it is specifically. My father said that drawing talismans are passed down from male to female, so I have never had the opportunity to come into contact with these."
"Then your brother knows?"
Lianhua continued to shake his head: "Originally, he should know, but you also know what my brother is like. You let him idle around while he is an expert, and you let him learn formal things..."
Speaking of this, Lianhua couldn't help but sigh: "My father is in good health, so I haven't forced him to learn. I originally thought that I would force him to learn when my father is older."
The last trace may have been broken.
Now, the only way is to rely on Han Sanqian himself to identify what is involved.
"Mr. Han, you don't need to know what the ingredients are, right? I mean, if you want to use it, just use it."
Let's not talk about whether my father is still alive and whether it can be used. Even if it can be used, it actually doesn't mean much.
It is a top priority that Han Sanqian needs to use it now. Naturally, Han Sanqian should also be given priority.
However, Han Sanqian couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard this.
"With just this little cinnabar, I don't think it makes much difference."
"Ah?" Lianhua didn't quite understand what Han Sanqian meant: "How many do you need?"
How much do you need?
When Han Sanqian heard this, he was really angry and funny for a moment.
Naturally, he laughed because it was actually very good for Lianhua to have this intention, but he was angry because if he asked Han Sanqian how much he needed, Han Sanqian himself would be quite helpless.
He needs a lot. At least, as of now, there are still a lot of people in black waiting for him to deal with.
Even if just one person has this cinnabar, if he has to kill thousands of men in black, how much should he accumulate? Han Sanqian himself didn't dare to think about this number.
The only thing he hopes for is that he can only count as many as he can, and use all his strength to cause as much damage to the enemy as possible.
The rest can only be left to chance.
Hearing Han Sanqian's explanation, Lianhua felt a little embarrassed. She was just eager to ask for help, so she didn't think about other things carefully.
"Then this point is just a drop in the bucket, and plugging your teeth is not enough." Lian **. JrNovels.com
Han Sanqian checked it carefully and found that it was not just cinnabar, but also other things.
"It seems that there are two more things involved in it." Han Sanqian asked.
Lianhua shook her head: "I don't know what it is specifically. My father said that drawing talismans are passed down from male to female, so I have never had the opportunity to come into contact with these."
"Then your brother knows?"
Lianhua continued to shake his head: "Originally, he should know, but you also know what my brother is like. You let him idle around while he is an expert, and you let him learn formal things..."
Speaking of this, Lianhua couldn't help but sigh: "My father is in good health, so I haven't forced him to learn. I originally thought that I would force him to learn when my father is older."
The last trace may have been broken.
Now, the only way is to rely on Han Sanqian himself to identify what is involved.
"Mr. Han, you don't need to know what the ingredients are, right? I mean, if you want to use it, just use it."
Let's not talk about whether my father is still alive and whether it can be used. Even if it can be used, it actually doesn't mean much.
It is a top priority that Han Sanqian needs to use it now. Naturally, Han Sanqian should also be given priority.
However, Han Sanqian couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard this.
"With just this little cinnabar, I don't think it makes much difference."
"Ah?" Lianhua didn't quite understand what Han Sanqian meant: "How many do you need?"
How much do you need?
When Han Sanqian heard this, he was really angry and funny for a moment.
Naturally, he laughed because it was actually very good for Lianhua to have this intention, but he was angry because if he asked Han Sanqian how much he needed, Han Sanqian himself would be quite helpless.
He needs a lot. At least, as of now, there are still a lot of people in black waiting for him to deal with.
Even if just one person has this cinnabar, if he has to kill thousands of men in black, how much should he accumulate? Han Sanqian himself didn't dare to think about this number.
The only thing he hopes for is that he can only count as many as he can, and use all his strength to cause as much damage to the enemy as possible.
The rest can only be left to chance.
Hearing Han Sanqian's explanation, Lianhua felt a little embarrassed. She was just eager to ask for help, so she didn't think about other things carefully.
"Then this point is just a drop in the bucket, and plugging your teeth is not enough." Lian **. JrNovels.com
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