In order to ensure that there will be no help from outsiders during the game, after taking the poison, Liu Xunzhi immediately arranged to send seven people into a secret room and wait for the next day to detoxify.

Among the seven people, Xinglian's symptoms seemed to be the most serious, with a pale and terrifying face. The other people's expressions were as usual and could not see any signs of poisoning.

Sifeng Beiling looked at her worriedly, and her peach blossom eyes drooped slightly: "Xinglian, are you really okay? Are you sure to solve this poison...?"

Xing Lian raised his head in difficulty, barely smiled at him, and said bluntly: "The problem is very big, I'm not sure about solving it..."

It was not easy to think she was a god. She memorized Hua Ming's letter overnight and finally refined the pill. Even if she had the ability to find out the ingredients of the poison, she didn't have the ability to do it immediately.

Detoxification formula...

Even if it can, a day? Go to hell.

"Then you..." Sifeng Beiling swallowed the medicine without hesitation when he saw her, thinking that she was a little sure of it, but he didn't know that this woman had no at all. Do you think her life was too long?

Without having time to say anything, Xinglian finally asked Jingyue a question, and followed the instructor to head towards the secret room.

"Your Majesty, don't worry. Since you dare to do this event, you will naturally be concerned about their lives. Even if Xing'er can't make an antidote, the president will naturally detoxify her tomorrow." Qiao Ningxi smiled slightly, and saw Xing Lian's face turned pale.

The depression in my heart subsided a little.

Detoxification? She wished that woman would die inside!

Besides, if we can really ensure that there is no accident, one of the players in Chongguo would not abstain from the spot that day.

It is dangerous to become a warlock himself. Since these players all agree with this competition plan, they are of course mentally prepared.

"Of course she will be fine. At that time, Miss Third, I don't know if she is happy or disappointed." Jing Yue snorted lightly, and slowly shook the bone fan in her hand, rolling her eyes at the woman who was talking sarcastic.

Qiao Ningxi's face darkened, and after thinking about it, she still smiled, "Xing'er is my sister, so I naturally hope she is safe and sound. The princess was joking."

If Si Feng Jingyue was not the real sister of His Highness King Jing, she would have turned against her.

In this world, no one has ever been able to please her like this, even if the other party repeatedly insults her.

All of this is because of the handsome man with picturesque eyebrows on CCTV, the man who was like a god in her mind.

When Si Feng Jingyue saw her looking at her elder brother on the stage, she sneered in contempt. She was too lazy to pay attention to her anymore, so she pulled Si Feng Beiling away.

Along the way, the students in the college were all talking about Qiao Xinglian, who was shining.

It is so rare for a wise man to be a wise man. Although the academy has a wise man, it would be amazing to train a real wise man in one year.

In this continent, refining skills are the most lacking, the most eye-catching, and at the same time, it is also the most profitable technique!

However, I didn't expect that a student who was unknown in the Beast Control Academy and even said to be a waste actually had such unusual skills!

"It's true that it's a family of skilled arts. It's not surprising that a woman can do it."

"That top student from the Technique Academy..."

"Hasn't she been able to use the art of refining? However, it's already amazing that one of the Qiao family generations has produced. It doesn't matter whether she succeeds or not."

"If you have always been trained as a genius, if you can't succeed, you will lose to your sister who has never studied before. You will be unable to get over this face..."
Chapter completed!