She had never forgotten to look for the key person who might know who was behind the murder of her and her father.
The summer is hot, but the feathers are turning red faster than it is even hotter.
Imperial Academy students, in the hot summer, the excitement about the streaking incident and the destruction of the Flying Fish Hall by a master has not subsided.
Then the news came that Luo Yu had joined the Pharmacists Association and became an intermediate pharmacist.
The fourteen-year-old intermediate pharmacist made the Imperial College students jealous and fawning over him.
Thirty-four out of ten people in Wangchuan Continent are capable of fighting spirit, and less than one in 10,000,000 can be a pharmacist.
You know, it is the pharmacist who can use pills to enhance their power or cure their various symptoms.
A great pharmacist can directly lift a person from the yellow fighting spirit stage to the green fighting spirit stage with a stick of pills. How can such a person not fawn over?
Therefore, Luo Yu joined the Pharmacists Association and became the youngest intermediate pharmacist.
Countless students at the Imperial Academy have gone from contempt and hostility at the beginning to fawning over him now.
Concentration Pill, that thing, everyone wants it.
Therefore, Luo Yu is now walking in the Imperial College. From time to time, people start to say hello to her, and some people also laugh and get close to her.
Such a change made the third prince Jiaxuan Moyan look in his eyes and feel angry in his heart, but he didn't have a chance to show off.
Others said that Luo Yu was lucky and did not die.
But he always felt that Luo Yu was hiding something. He couldn't explain the feeling. Anyway, it was uncomfortable and made him feel uncomfortable.
However, Lu Yu has been too busy these past two days, leaving early and coming back late, so he hasn't met her yet.
Today, Jiaxuan Moyan's face was dark and he was sitting in the hall of the room with a golden sword. Today, he had to block her and ask her clearly.
The sun is dancing and the golden threads are fluttering.
Imperial College, where Miss Lian lives.
"Miss, are you just quitting the academy? Wouldn't that be an advantage to that ugly woman, miss..."
"You think I do?" Miss Lian sat in the room with a livid face.
She thought that the ugly woman would definitely die in the hands of the master Zi Zun, so she let out a bad breath.