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Chapter 2975 No one can insult my son

Emperor Li Tiandi stepped out of the carriage, looked through the cracks in the crowd, and immediately fixed his gaze on the handsome and graceful man.

"He is actually a genius with both internal and external cultivation. At this grade level, he can achieve such achievements. No wonder Wushuang said that he is not sure of defeating this guy. This kid is indeed a character."

Emperor Li Tian whispered in his heart.

Although Mr. Sang concealed himself very deeply and used extremely special secret techniques to hide that he was still a physical practitioner, he could not hide it from Li Tiandi's fiery eyes.

Leaving Mr. Sang, Emperor Li Tian's eyes fell on the servant behind Mr. Sang, with a trace of surprise flashing in his eyes.

"The physical body has actually entered the marrow-washing realm?"

And at this moment, a gust of fragrant wind came from Emperor Li Tian's breath.

"How's it going? Do you see any problems?"

Yan Wushuang asked in a low voice.

"If I guess correctly, these two people should be from the Huns."

Emperor Li Tian replied coldly.

"A cultivator from the Xiongnu Kingdom."

Yan Wushuang's beautiful eyes immediately flashed with a cold light.

"How can you make such a judgment?"

Yan Wushuang asked.

"Both this master and his servant have practiced extremely advanced body-refining techniques, and the old servant's physical body has reached the marrow-cleansing state.

Among the major forces in our Great Yan Kingdom, very few people cultivate the physical body.

You should also know that the Xiongnu country has a poor cultivation environment, lacks underground spiritual veins, and does not have a good cultivation environment, so they pay more attention to physical cultivation.

Of course, not all the strong people who cultivate the physical body are from the Huns. I am just guessing that after all, there are more strong people cultivating the physical body there."

Emperor Li Tian replied.

"Your judgment is probably correct. Recently, the Huns have been making moves near the border. It seems that these two people are spies sent by the Huns."

Yan Wushuang's face turned cold, and a cold murderous aura flashed through her beautiful eyes.

The Xiongnu Kingdom and the Yan Kingdom were feuding and incompatible.

The imperial city is the core of the entire Yan Kingdom. Yan Wushuang would naturally not be in a good mood if spies from the Xiongnu Kingdom sneaked in.

"Miss Rourou, I have benefited a lot from competing with Miss Rourou on elixirs and discussing the methods of alchemy these past few days.

I also admire Miss Rourou’s attainments in alchemy.

but?"

Mr. Sang suddenly paused in his voice and deliberately made a long note.

Murong Rou, who was sitting opposite her, could not see her face clearly due to the veil on her face, but there was no trace of fluctuation in her beautiful eyes.

"Mr. Sang, just say it directly if you have anything to say. This little girl is stupid and won't guess what others are thinking."

Murong Rou's pleasant voice sounded.

"Miss Murong Rou, if I guess correctly, the girl must have some kind of special system to be able to achieve such amazing achievements in the art of alchemy.

Although the young master and the girl have competed in alchemy several times and both have failed miserably, the young master is still a little unconvinced. The reason why the young master is defeated is that his physique is not as good as that of the young lady. If the young lady Rourou has the same ordinary physique as this young master, this young master will

I am absolutely sure to defeat Miss Rourou."

"Mr. Sang, what you said is wrong.

Alchemy is the most difficult skill in the world to master.

There is a need for physical fitness. Let me ask you, how can a person who does not have fire attribute spiritual roots refine elixirs?

So I think there is something wrong with Mr. Sang’s words.”

Dan Wang Guhe, who was standing behind Murong Rou, said with a somewhat unhappy expression.

"Hahaha, Master Furukawa, what you said is different.

You are right, people without fire attribute spiritual roots are indeed not qualified to make elixirs.

But what I'm talking about is not about the fire attribute. What I'm talking about is that Miss Murong Rou has an extremely special physique.

Of course, this is God's gift to Miss Rourou. Although I am very envious of her, I don't have that destiny. I can only envy her."

Mr. Sang said with a smile.

"Boy, can't you afford to lose? If you can't afford to lose, get out of here.

If you lose, you lose. It’s fine if you don’t admit it. What do you mean by saying such sarcastic words?”

"If you can't afford to lose, don't go to Danwang Pavilion to embarrass yourself.

It’s not a shame to not have the Alchemy Goddess’s high alchemy skills, so why bother saying these useless words that make people feel disgusted.”

Obviously, Murong Rou was very popular in the imperial city. This Young Master Sang made such sarcastic remarks and satirized Murong Rou's special physique as an alchemist. This immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of the people around him, and the sound of abuse started one after another.

"Mr. Sang, if you care so much about winning or losing, then you have really lost.

Yes, I admit that I do have a very special physique.

My special physique is extremely suitable for alchemy.

I am also very lucky that I was able to meet my son-in-law.

If my young master hadn't noticed that I have this special physique, I would still be an ugly maid that everyone despises."

Murong Rou's voice is very gentle, especially when she mentions my young master, almost everyone can hear the tenderness in Murong Rou's voice, even mixed with a hint of longing.

Murong Rou's soft voice seemed to have magic power.

At this moment, all the men present felt inexplicably jealous in their hearts, or in other words, they wanted to be the young master Murong Rou said.

"My young master once said that the highest level of alchemy is not how much you know about elixirs, nor how good an alchemy furnace you have, nor what kind of special alchemy physique you have, nor how good you are.

Superb alchemy techniques.

Mr. Sang, I want to ask you a question, do you know what the highest state of alchemy is?"

Murong Rou asked with a hint of disdain flashing in her beautiful eyes.

Although this Young Master Sang is quite good, compared to his own Young Master, this Young Master Sang's structure is too small.

The figure that she had dreamed of so many times echoed in Murong Rou's mind.

"Miss Rourou, I would like to know how your young master understands the art of alchemy, and what he calls the highest level of alchemy."

Mr. Sang asked rhetorically.

"Mr. Sang, are you asking me for advice?

If you ask me for advice, I can answer your question."

Murong Rou said softly.

Outside the crowd, a look of surprise flashed on Emperor Li Tian's face.

"I really didn't expect that this timid little girl, who I haven't seen for more than ten years, would dare to fight back against others."

"Hmph! Please teach me?

I think I'd better forget it.

In my opinion, what this young master of your family said is nonsense."

"As an alchemist, if you don't understand the medicinal properties of elixirs, don't have a good alchemy furnace, and don't have an extraordinary special physique, how can you reach the highest level of alchemy.

I have no interest in knowing the theories put forward by an ignorant person."

Mr. Sang said very proudly.

However, as soon as Mr. Sang finished speaking, he felt an icy cold air rushing towards him.

He raised his head slightly and looked at Murong Rou. He saw that Murong Rou's beautiful eyes were full of icy coldness. There was no trace of emotion in the eyes looking at him, as if they were staring at a dead person.

"No one can insult my young master. From today on, I will no longer welcome you in Danwang Pavilion, and you will not be allowed to set foot in Danwang Pavilion in the future."

Murong Rou's icy voice fell, and her beautiful eyes were full of disgust. She looked like her eyes would be dirty if she looked at Mr. Sang one more time. She stood up directly and faced the Dan King Furukawa and Furukawa behind her.

Bodyguard Qin Hu said.

"From now on, if this person dares to set foot in Danwang Pavilion, he will be killed without mercy."


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