As soon as Zhong Yaohua finished speaking these words, the medicine bottle in his hand shattered with a "pop" sound.
Zhong Yaohua's whole body froze. She knew early on that with her entry-level god-level strength, it would be difficult to make a god-level essence potion, but she had almost reached the final stage of the preparation and was about to succeed.
But now he exploded the bottle without giving her any face...
He laughed out loud, "Fairy Yaohua, you are very ambitious, but in fact, you can't make a successful bottle of god-level essence potion. Alas, how should I put it? Eyes are higher than the top."
, So ambitious? Well, that’s pretty much what it means.”
"You!" Zhong Yaohua glanced at the remaining medicinal material residue in her hand with an ugly expression. There was no longer enough to make it again, and there was no time for her to make it again.
Fairy Yaohua seems to have no choice but to stop at the fourth round of potion competition.
"Humph!" Zhong Yaohua fluttered his sleeves angrily, unwilling to leave the scene under the attention of everyone.
"The ones who have successfully advanced to the next round of competition are: No. 1 Qin Nitian!" The male host pointed at Nitian, then moved to the one-armed old man beside Nitian, "Yun Clan Yunfang Zhao."
"Master Fang Kun of the Zhong family."
Fang Kun responded and nodded to everyone with a smile, showing the posture of a master, and his grace was astonishing.
"Also, the first disciple of the Medicine King of Changle Island is absolutely innocent."
Following the host's announcement, Ni Tian turned his eyes and looked at Baili Wuxin who was standing behind him. He looked like a young man in his twenties, wearing a blue robe with several ink chrysanthemums embroidered on the hem. He had long hair.
It is tied together with a jade-colored long hairpin.
With a touch of arrogance on his face, he stood with his hands behind his hands, without any unnecessary expression. When Ni Tian raised his eyes, he just looked back coldly, and then looked away.
"Four people have successfully advanced to the fifth round of the potion competition." The male host announced loudly, "After one stick of incense, the competition will continue. Please take a break!"
Ni Tian glanced at the referee team and saw that old ghost Wang Bi had returned at some point and was sitting behind the long table, staring at her coldly with an angry face.
Ni Tian tilted his little head and suddenly smiled at him. Wang Bi suppressed his body that jumped up rapidly, put away his anger, and patted the table hatefully.
At the same time, Miss Wang almost suffocated from a nightmare and returned. She stood up with sweat on her face and hugged the quilt. Only then did she realize that she had been carried back to the inn room.
What about the game? Did she lose the game? Miss Wang suddenly fell down like a deflated ball.
Now I still feel that my brain is throbbing and aching, my throat is so dry that it is almost smoking, my head is dazed, and my limbs are weak and weak.
She remembered that her father's last look was as sharp as a knife and full of hatred. When he looked at her, it was like looking at an enemy for generations.
She has, has worked hard! But if she loses once, she loses everything! What should she do in the future?
"Xing'er, Xing'er." Wang Yin propped herself up, feeling that her mouth was dry and her tongue was dry, which made her even more upset.
"What are you shouting about?" The face of the eldest girl Wang Xin suddenly appeared outside the tent, with a proud look and a gloating smile. The eldest girl Wang Xin didn't even bother to hide it in front of her.
"Where's Xing'er?" Wang Yin couldn't stand up, and stared at the eldest girl Wang Xin with a dry mouth, "You call Xing'er over for me."
"Myolie, are you talking about the girl next to you?" Wang Xin, the eldest girl, smiled, raised her left leg and sat down beside Wang Yin's bed, added a cup of tea, held it in her hand and drank it with a smile.
, "That girl is really mean. The third sister is so ill. She is still startling and shouting beside the bed. I am not worried that the ignorant girl will delay the three sisters if she stays here.
I'll take care of my sister's illness from a distance. Third sister, please stay at the inn for the next two days and rest in peace."
Wang Yin was so angry that her lips trembled slightly, but she had no strength or energy to fight with the eldest girl Wang Xin. She could only plead slightly in her mouth and said to Wang Xin sincerely, "Sister, I'm a little thirsty.
Can you..."
"Third sister is thirsty. Okay, you wait." Wang Xin stood up with a smile, swayed her waist and came to the table, poured another cup of tea and returned to the bedside, "Third sister, drink it."
"Thank you, thank you, eldest sister." Wang Yin showed a hint of gratitude in her eyes.
Suddenly, Wang Xin stumbled a step, her body tilted, and the cup of hot tea in her hand made a "pop" sound, and the tea cup and the cup fell heavily on Wang Yin's pretty face.
Wang Yin screamed "Ah", and her face was immediately scalded by the hot tea. Her whole body was twitching and trembling with anger. Her vision went dark and she almost fainted again.
Wang Xin hurriedly handed over the handkerchief, stretched out her hand to wipe the burned area on Wang Yin's face, and exclaimed repeatedly, "Hey, third sister, it's all my sister's fault. My sister stumbled and actually hurt my face."
My good sister is permed like this, she really deserves a beating, she deserves a beating."
Wang Yin gasped in pain and kept making "hissing" sounds from her mouth. Wang Xin held the handkerchief and deliberately rubbed it back and forth on her red cheeks, almost tearing off her face.
.
"Wang Xin!! You bitch!! You did it on purpose." Wang Yin bared her teeth and gasped, with two sharp lights shooting out of her eyes.
Wang Xin took two steps back, tried to wipe the non-existent tears from the corner of her eyes, and said pitifully, "Sister, please don't say that. I didn't do it on purpose. I really must have been unsteady.
The tea spilled on my sister's face."
"Wang Xin! I know that you have always been jealous of me and have been unhappy with me for a long time. Today you took the opportunity to humiliate me severely! I will not let you go! Wang Xin, remember this! When I recover,
If you tell your father, I will make your life worse than death!!"
"Ahahahahahaha!" Wang Xin suddenly laughed loudly, "My good sister! Do you think you still have a chance to make a comeback? Stop being so naive, okay! I'll tell you the truth! Mother has already done this for you
I have found a good match, and I will marry you to the Mo family in a few days. Your future husband is the famous pustular young master Mo Sanshao of the Mo family. Your life is over, you know
What? You're done, Wang Yin! Stop pretending to be an aloof young lady in front of me. Just look in the mirror and see if you are worthy, hahahahaha!"
Wang Xin's sharp laughter was like a poisonous arrow, piercing into Wang Yin's heart.
"No, it won't. You lied to me! You lied to me!!" Wang Yin trembled violently, pushed herself up from the bed, pounded the bed with her fists, and shouted angrily, "Wang Xin, you bitch
, you can’t even think of lying to me! Father, father will not do this to me! He won’t! He won’t!!”