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 are precious in themselves,...