Wuji's identity in the Holy Capital is envious of any woman. Not to mention her mysterious spiritual power has reached the sixth level, but she can't underestimate her own magical alchemy technique. What's more, she is also an imperial seal first-class alchemist.

He controls all the magic pills of the royal family. This identity and strength cannot be thought of by others even in his life.

When I heard that this woman was Wuji, Xinglian looked up and looked at her for a lot of face.

The royal family has different rewards for the masters of the country. In the entire Pingling country, only Wuji has it. Even Fenghua, who was so impulsive that she could not move halfway through, was only a mere fifth grade.

"Xing Lian, why don't you apologize to Lord Wuji?" Seeing that Xing Lian was sitting there without any movement, Qiao Ningxi shouted, with disdainful eyes.

The eyes of Wuji finally turned around and looked at Qiao Ningxi beside him. Xing Lian sneered, "Qiao Ningxi, I don't have time to see you now, so it's better for you to mess with me less."

"you……"

"roll."

Red lips spit out a word without hesitation, and she turned her eyes to the seat of Fuxia's first seat. Beside Meng Shang's exclusive chair, two arrogant boys stood on the left and right. It seemed that they should be

His disciples are undoubtedly there.

These two people probably also belong to advanced alchemists, so they didn't bother to participate in the first and second day games. At this time, they were coldly watching the players who refine quick-form pills on the field.

On the first day, prepare intermediate medicines, and on the second day, make quick-form pills.

It was strange that Xinglian found the movements of these people on the field very easy. The analysis of these elixirs in Hua Ming's underground library seemed to be much more complicated than those players on the field.

Qiao Ningxi was insulted in public, and her teeth were biting her red lips tightly, almost bleeding.

Qiao Xinglian didn't care about her image in the eyes of others, but she had to take into account the title of the top student in the art academy.

In such a scene, in front of hundreds of students, she had no way to teach this waste a lesson, and could only swallow this anger.

Wait and see, Qiao Xinglian, when the competition is over, I will ask you to pay the price for this sentence!

I cursed silently in my heart, then turned around and sat back to my seat again with a look of tolerance.

Wuji watched Qiao Ningxi leave with fun, and turned to look at Xinglian again.

In her opinion, the woman with an ugly face sitting in front of her, although she did not have any mysterious spiritual power on her body, she was full of aura. Even compared to this future savage master who had heard of her for a long time,

Even better.

"Wuji. How many people on the field are extraordinary? You should pay more attention. What are you doing here?"

A clear voice sounded in my ears. Xing Lian raised his head and saw Si Feng Jingyan standing beside him at some point.

There was no turbulence on his indifferent face, and there was no even a trace of emotion. His lips were bent on Wuji's bright and bright face, and he responded and returned to his original position.

Xing Lian just glanced at the two of them, then turned around and continued to pay attention to the matter on the field. Then the person standing next to him suddenly sat down, "Qiao Xinglian, your brother is very capable, you don't have to worry too much.

”

"I'm not worried." It was just the bloodline of this body, and she had no reason to worry.

"So that's the case, let go of your hand."

“…”

She lowered her head in shock, and then she found that she was pinching her palms tightly at some point, and even the palms had blood marks cut by the nails.

She was worried.

Very worried.
Chapter completed!