Hearing the discussion on the street, Xiaolong lay on Luo Qingfeng's shoulder and asked curiously, "Mother, these people are all here to find you."
"Don't talk." Luo Qingfeng looked over and said lightly.
Even if the other party comes to find her, none of this matters.
"Oh." Xiaolong said, nodded, and silently closed his mouth.
Don't tell.
But it seems that they are all really here to find their mother.
It had seen such a scene before when my mother was a ghost alchemist. Unexpectedly, the scene would be even bigger this time.
If Nian Guoqing revealed her identity as an eighth-grade alchemist, I'm afraid the entire Shenlin Continent would be in chaos.
But in that case, my mother would probably be in danger.
After all, a twenty-year-old eighth-grade alchemist is no longer a competition for humans, so they should be afraid of him.
That's too eye-catching, how can my mother do her own thing?
The tall figure walked through the street. Everyone was rushing to go to Yaoduo Club, but they didn't see that Luo Qingfeng had actually left.
Above the restaurant, Yuan Mian slowly walked out, looked at the direction Luo Qingfeng was walking away, and narrowed his eyes.
Feng Qing
He clenched his fists little by little, his eyes full of jealousy.
Twenty years old, sixth grade alchemist, how is this possible?
Until now, he can't believe this fact
Moreover, Feng Qing has already left. What are these people still doing in Yaodu?
No matter how hard they searched, Feng Qing would never see them.
"Master Yuan Mian," a confused voice sounded from the side. Yuan Mian came back to his senses, turned his head and looked to the side, showing a faint smile.
"I've written it all down, don't worry," he said humbly.
The man nodded and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Thank you, Mr. Yuan Mian." Great, I met Mr. Yuan Mian here.
"By the way." Seeing the person walking below, the person said seriously, "Sir Yuan Mian also went for the assessment this time. I wonder if you have seen that twenty-year-old genius?"
The smile on Yuan Mian's face froze, and then he recovered, so fast that no one had time to catch him.
"Do you also want to see him?" He wanted to see Feng Qing again.
Since he wanted to see Feng Qing, why bother letting him refine the elixir?
He could definitely go to Feng Qing and see if Feng Qing could refine an eighth-grade elixir for him.
snort
That kid is just a sixth-grade guy. Why is he so arrogant?
"No, it's just that our sect master was curious and asked us to ask. Naturally, the sixth-grade elixir is still not as good as Master Yuan Mian's eighth-grade elixir." But they also wanted to know this genius.
What matters is not the opponent's elixir, but the opponent's talent
Now he is at the sixth level. In one or two years, he may be at the eighth level.
If the other person is talented, they naturally want to get to know each other.
"He has probably left." Yuan Mian's face improved a lot.
That's fine. I thought they wanted to find that guy to refine the elixir. If that was the case, I would definitely not help them refine it.
When did you “leave”?
There are still so many people watching here, but the other party has already left
The Medicine and Poison Association is really mysterious this time, and not even a single bit of information has been revealed.
"Well, it should be that he left not long ago, but he is definitely not in the Yaodu Association now. Even if everyone goes to look for him, they can't see him. It's not that the Yaodu Association refuses to see him."
Yuan Mian said with a smile, but the depths of his eyes were already cold.
"Well, that's a pity." The man looked at the direction of the medicine and poison with a look of regret.