In the distance, several bamboo-cutting disciples who had discussed it last night and put it into action today were feeling mixed emotions.
Did you say it was a surprise? It doesn’t seem to count. If you said it was expected, it doesn’t seem like it.
"Go and have breakfast, and then go and build a house for the alliance leader later." Several people whispered again and quietly left.
Hong Luan is in a mess, eating the burnt pills. What does this mean?!
Ningyue patted her shoulder: "It's okay, it's always like this the first time. Just get used to it. Go have breakfast. After all, it will at least make your food today not look so bad.
"
After saying that, Ning Yue and a group of disciples went back to the house to have breakfast together without any orders, relying entirely on mutual understanding.
"call!"
And inside the bamboo house, among the billowing black smoke, someone breathed out. As the energy came in, when the smoke dispersed, one could vaguely see the darkened face.
His eyes were wide open, finally showing some whiteness, and tears rolled down his eyes, washing out two white marks.
"Oh my god, you're choking me to death, damn."
Besides Han Sanqian, who else could it be?
He flapped his hands, trying to disperse the smoke, but in the end, his flopping hands were still submerged in the black smoke.
"I can't stand it anymore, I can't stand it anymore." Han Sanqian burst into tears and held back a breath. When his body moved, a burst of breath was released directly from his body.
boom!
Under the attack of the air waves, the black smoke eventually disappeared in all directions like a tree scattered like a rabbit.
"Fuck it, isn't it?"
When the smoke cleared and Han Sanqian looked at the entire room again, he couldn't help but feel completely speechless for a moment.
What the hell is going on here?
Looking around, the whole room is completely black.
Either it is smoked and turns black directly, or it is directly covered with several thick layers of black ash...
Anyway, the room is completely dark.
This house was fine before, but now... it's completely uninhabitable.
"Damn it, other people are making useless elixirs, and I am a useless house."
Han Sanqian was depressed and helpless, and fired another burst of energy, directly knocking off the old black ash on the Double Dragon Cauldron. Then, the guy walked carefully to the front of the cauldron.
After sniffing and sniffing, Han Sanqian was a little uneasy. He didn't know what would happen to the elixir in the cauldron after he caused such a bad appearance.
Damn, it’s heartbreaking to think about it, after all...even though I grew these things myself, to put it bluntly, I didn’t give them for free.
Almost all of them are of the highest quality and top quality. Who wouldn’t feel sad if they were ruined?
However, looking at the crime scene that was almost made like this by himself, Han Sanqian no longer even thought about praying.
At certain moments in the past, he would act like a child and pray for a masterpiece before opening the cauldron.
Today, he didn't. He only had one idea: it would be mushy, but as long as it was edible, it would be fine.
"call!"
Take a deep breath, there is no impatience, nor any expectations, only the calmness that drops again and again and the limit that is so low.
"As long as you can eat it, it's okay as long as you can eat it!"
It’s not a big deal if the medicinal materials become useless. After all, Han Sanqian has the money, so he can buy them, and he also has the land, so he won’t be able to plant them anymore.
However, in front of so many people, especially the freshmen like Moyun Ghost City and Gailuocheng, if the situation were to turn upside down, it would be really embarrassing to the point where you could even squeeze out a three-bedroom apartment.
"The Romance of Fairy Wood"
Although...it's a bit overturned now.
"Uncle Ding, leave me the last bit of dignity, thank you."
As he finished speaking, Han Sanqianqiang held his breath, and then he took up a burst of energy in his hand and aimed it directly at the mouth of the tripod.
boom!
The energy shield and black ash at the mouth of the tripod immediately dispersed. Han Sanqian coughed, and then put his head directly on the tripod.
