The sensitive Mr. Grand noticed Lin Qi's subtle gaze. He straightened up his body as if nothing had happened, deliberately protruding his lower abdomen. With this subtle body movement, Mr. Grand was warning Lin Qi - those things you guessed are
No, the noble Lord Grand is still as strong as ever.
But Mr. Grand's eyes were involuntarily attracted to the small crystal medicine bottle in Lin Qi's palm. He knew who the special guest professor Lin Qi was serving was Kecha, the master of secret medicine. This was recruited by the empire at great cost.
Master figure. One of the things Master Kecha is most famous for is that ten years ago, at the royal hunting ground of a certain country in the Western Continent, he used a life-restoring potion to bring back a certain king whose internal organs were severely injured by a monster.
Ten years have passed, and the king whose liver was torn to pieces is still alive and well, and is still energetic in handling the affairs of the kingdom.
With such a magical method, maybe the vial of potion in Lin Qi's hand really comes from the magical Mr. Cocha? It is a magical potion extracted from the mysterious herbs in the East? It sounds very tempting.
Rubbing his nose with the smooth silver-inlaid tip of his cane, Mr. Grand sneered noncommittally: "Master Kecha is a respectable big shot, Lin Qi, you won't use fake medicine to damage the master's reputation, will you?"
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Lin Qi looked at Mr. Grand in surprise. He shrugged his shoulders and said with a strange smile: "Did I say this is the potion refined by Master Kecha?"
Grand sneered a few times in disbelief and shook his head gently. He thought he had seen through Lin Qi's little tricks. This potion must be produced by Master Kecha. Just because Lin Qi, a little villain, was so popular in Borelli
With Cheng's connections and connections, what other good medicine can he get? The only place where he can get medicine is from Kecha's laboratory.
Lin Qi didn't say anything. He walked to Grand and took out a small piece of black bread from his sleeve. Then he opened the medicine bottle and dropped a drop of light pink viscous medicine on the bread. Waiting until the medicine was fully absorbed by the bread.
After absorbing it, Lin Qi whistled and threw the black bread into the room, just in front of the golden dachshund snoring in front of the fireplace.
The dachshund, which was more than a foot long, slowly raised its eyelids. It looked at the black bread in front of it, sniffed it carefully with its nose, hesitated for a while, and then opened its mouth and swallowed the piece of black bread.
Lang waved his cane disapprovingly. Black bread? His wife loved this little dachshund the most. It usually ate oatmeal and white bread. When had it ever eaten such inferior food as black bread?
"A villain student is a villain student!" Grand tilted his mouth and looked at Lin Qi with boredom: "But the university town needs such students."
Grand knew very well that he had accomplished several things through Lin Qi, including tracking his wife's carriage and finding out the true identity of the powerful man his wife had recently hooked up with. These things were all
Lin Qi helped him complete it. Of course, these things were all contacted through Father Balin, and there was never any direct contact between the two.
This was the first face-to-face communication between Lin Qi and Mr. Grand. Mr. Grand was full of disdain for Lin Qi, but at the same time he was full of fear.
Just when Mr. Grand was frowning and thinking about these messy questions, which lasted for three to five breaths, the little dachshund with shiny coat suddenly started to tremble violently. Its originally purple-green eyes were suddenly filled with bloodshot eyes.
It turned red, and it let out a deep roar, and its golden hair stood up one by one, making its slender body look particularly strong.
It's not just the poor puppy's body that's getting thicker, some part of it is expanding at an alarming rate.
Winter is not the season when animals like cats and dogs are in heat, but a time for them to recharge their batteries for the coming year. But this puppy has become extremely energetic after eating that piece of black bread.
It was breathing heavily, its dull, bloodshot eyes were staring at the soft cushion on Mr. Grand's seat just now, and it howled and pounced on it.
A tiger jumped onto the seat. The corners of the little dachshund's mouth were curved with a weird smile. Its limbs were holding the soft cushion made of silk from the East and long-staple cotton from the Middle East. Its body was rising and falling violently.
stand up.
Mr. Grand opened his mouth wide. He had also taken some strange drugs at certain moments when he was unable to do what he wanted, but none of them had such a magical effect. In just three or five breaths, this little dachshund actually transformed
Do you have to be so impulsive and so powerful?
Mr. Grand's heart beat violently, and there was a burning sensation in his lower abdomen. Suddenly, the pretty face of Miss Gina, the lead dancer of the Giselle Troupe, flashed before his eyes, as well as her youthful, vigorous body, like a female leopard.
beautiful body.
"Oh, this magical potion!" Grand held up his hands reservedly and lowered his voice and said, "Okay, student Lin Qi, how much do you think this bottle of potion is worth?"
There was a "puff" sound, and the little dachshund had poked a hole in the cushion, and the white cotton flew up.
The corners of Mr. Grand's mouth twitched, and his interest in this potion became even more intense. It was so domineering and powerful, and he suddenly remembered his youth.
"One bottle?" Lin Qi looked at Mr. Grand in surprise: "Are you kidding? One bottle? No, no, no, it is difficult to prepare this magical potion, and the raw materials are extremely rare. In the mysterious East, only their
Only kings and nobles are eligible to enjoy it. How can this potion be given to tentacles bottle by bottle?"
With a strange smile, Lin Qi smiled at the astonished Mr. Grand: "One drop for one gold coin, dear Mr. Grand, this magical potion is sold drop by drop. You see, the ready-made example is here
, this little cutie of yours is so full of energy now?"
The poor little dachshund had torn the soft cushion into pieces. It couldn't wait to jump on the sofa in the corner of the room, and started shaking violently with a new cushion. Mr. Grand looked at the shattered soft cushion in ecstasy.
He rubbed his chin thoughtfully with his cane: "One gold coin per drop should be a very fair and reasonable price. I must admit it. This magical potion is worth the price!"
Standing up his chest, Mr. Grand said seriously: "This bottle of potion can contain about a hundred drops? Student Lin Qi, if you are willing to hand him over to me for thirty gold coins, then you and how many of your
A friend, they got excellent scores in all subject assessments this year!"
Excellent in all subjects?
Thinking of the core members of the Iron Fist Brotherhood whose grades had always been on the passing line, Lin Qi immediately thrust the medicine bottle into Mr. Grand's hand.
"My generous Monsieur Grand, it is yours!"
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