chapter 160 Hold the thigh

"The recipe for the pill."

"Do you have a recipe for a magical elixir?"Frank Yale eyes became brighter, and he simply rubbed his hands and looked at Linda Cutmore with a smile, "What recipe? Is it a recipe for a magical elixir? Let me see it!"

"The recipe for the Three-Pattern Elixir."Linda Cutmore blinked, but had no intention of taking it out. She just looked at Frank Yale with interest.

"Three lines."Frank Yale's breathing suddenly became rapid.

Pill recipes...