Who do you look down on?

He can come, why can’t the junior sister come?

Who do he think he is?

"Sorry, Mr. Yu, they are children of the Imperial Academy." The woman in white who had received them apologized to the old man apologized for the past few days.

"Imperial College? They even accept such a young child?"

Mr. Yu muttered, looking surprised.

The eyes that looked at Mu Qianqian were full of suspicion.

Will this little doll control the fire?

Strictly speaking, have you awakened the talented fire?

Too young, is the screening qualification of Imperial Academy so relaxed?

"Old Yu, please take your seat!" The woman in white pointed to the front three rows of seats and said politely.

At this time, the staff had already taken Mu Qianqian and others to sit down at the front.

Ye Sihuang is arranged in the middle position.

Next is Mo Yan, and next to Mu Qianqian.

I saw a broken child sitting in such a conspicuous seat.

He is more valued than him, the sixth-grade alchemist.

Mr. Yu suddenly felt unhappy again.

He blew his beard and glared: "Little girl, don't you know how to respect seniors? This person was not reserved for you!"

The first three columns are usually designed for VIPs or those with weight.

She doesn’t have a single yellow-haired girl with hair, so she is not worthy!

Mu Qianqian sat there calmly, her big black and white eyes staring straight at him.

"Since it's a seat for people to sit, why can't I sit here?"

"Little girl, you are still a little immature. When your Danzhe level has improved, come here again!"

The old man hummed.

"Why don't you get up quickly, you have no vision at all!" After Old Yu finished speaking, he saw that she was still sitting still, and knocked on the ground with a crutch.

Mo Yan's face was gloomy and his body was covered in cold air.

Without waiting for him to speak, Ye Sihuang, who was sitting in the middle, raised her thin lips slightly.

"Where do you think I should sit in the future mistress of the Mo clan?"

Ye Sihuang's cold eyes stared at the old man lightly.

The aura is overwhelming, and it is powerful without being angry.

A pair of phoenix eyes, like shimmering swords and swords, gives people a dangerous signal for no reason.

Old Yu was stunned.

The whole person was frozen there!

The hidden Mo clan?

Of course he knew how awesome the Hidden Mo Clan was.

Its popularity even surpassed the Imperial Academy.

This young man is hard to mess with at first glance.

The strength is unfathomable.

And this seemingly harmless little girl is actually the future mistress of the hidden Mo clan!

How is that possible?

It seemed like someone was pinching his throat.

Old Yu's face turned red and his neck was thick. He stood there, inhale and then exhale!

He is just a sixth-grade alchemist.

No matter how awesome he is, he is just a person.

The Hidden Mo Clan is a mysterious and powerful tribe.

No matter how powerful a person is, he cannot shake a powerful Mo clan.

"If it's okay, you can step down." Ye Sihuang glanced at him indifferently.

Mr. Yu's body trembled slightly.

There was a hint of unhappiness and embarrassment on the old and wrinkled face.

He was as proud as him, and he had never been scolded in public. The feeling of being slapped in the face made him feel that he couldn't even raise his head.

It's very dangerous to look at this person.

People from the Mo tribe were also arranged to sit in the most eye-catching position in the audience.

Not someone who can easily provoke.

"Old Yu, please take the seat in the back row!" the woman in white said with a smile.

Mr. Yu was unwilling to accept it, so he went to the back row with a lot of anger.

Mo Ling'er, who was sitting next to Mu Qianqian, curled her lips.

She is most annoying to such people when she relies on her seniority.

One after another, there were pills entering the field.

The eight elder brothers were arranged to take the seats in the third row.

About a quarter of an hour.

Bai Changfeng, president of the Alchemist Association, walked in surrounded by several alchemists.

Bai Ranran followed behind and walked in with a arrogant look.

Seeing Mo Ling'er sitting in the front row, she glared at her fiercely.

Mo Ling'er didn't even raise her eyes, ignoring her completely.

Bai Changfeng first gave him a long welcome and courtesy.

Then several participants were highlighted.

Then, I would like to express my own opinions on the current development of the Danzi on the mainland, etc.

Danzhe Exchange Meeting.

The focus is on communication.

The most direct and effective way to communicate is naturally to practice alchemy skills on the spot.

"Where is the chief alchemist of your Alchemist Association? I want to compete with him!"

Almost as soon as Bai Changfeng finished speaking, Mr. Yu couldn't wait to ask.

He has sent out the challenge books several times.

Unfortunately, every time I sink into the sea, there is no news.

He has been thinking about the chief alchemist of the Alchemist Association for a long time.

He is low-key and never shows his face.

But the alchemy technique is awesome and he is the only person he wants to challenge so far.

Referring to the chief alchemist of the Alchemist Association.

The eyes of the audience subconsciously turned to Bai Changfeng.

Bai Changfeng was slightly stunned.

Their chief alchemist has been missing for a long time.

Even the president, he has never seen a real person.

Before this exchange meeting, he had tried to contact him many times, but unfortunately he was ineffective.

"Sorry, our chief alchemist has something to do and was unable to attend!" Bai Changfeng could only explain.

"What, didn't come? The most authoritative alchemists in your Alchemist Association are not present, so what else can you hold an exchange meeting?"

Mr. Yu frowned and shouted unhappily.

"Mr. Yu, please don't be excited. In addition to the chief alchemist, our alchemist association also has many excellent alchemists. All the alchemists present to participate are very powerful!"

Bai Changfeng comforted helplessly.
To be continued...