"I'll kill him! I'll ask you to make elixirs then!" An Lan said.
Yang Ziwu nodded, "I have to spend money!"
An Lan rolled his eyes, "I know, I can still ask for your things for nothing!"
Yang Ziwu nodded, you are so capable.
An Lan ignored him and hurried out, probably rushing to deliver medicine to his brother.
An Landao's younger brother's name is An Lan. Yes, they both have the same pronunciation.
He was once the most powerful genius at Wujiang University, and one of the few people who survived that time in the Demon Realm. He was a fifth-level student at that time, so you can imagine what a powerful genius he was.
But after that time, all the muscles and veins in his body were broken, and his bones were shattered and fractured all over his body. If An Lan hadn't been an alchemist himself, he wouldn't have been able to save his brother's life.
An Lan has long had the intention to die. A martial artist lying on the bed now, not even as good as an ordinary person, is really worse than death.
Is Yang Ziwu’s King of Hell worth even nearly 25 million? The answer is it’s not worth it! For An Lan’s situation, let alone 25 million, it’s even 100 million. I believe An Lan is willing to buy it.
Not to mention that there is still a follow-up opportunity or even an opportunity to rebuild the golden body soon.
For a good person, no one would spend 25 million to buy this thing!
But Yang Ziwu really doesn't have to worry about buying it. If An Lan is ready, it will be a movable type signboard, not to mention there will be another movable type signboard for Principal Yu!
Principal Yu and his generation have suffered too many injuries. I believe that if the price is set at 20 million per pill, some people will still buy it.
Yang Ziwu continued to start the furnace and finished the elixirs that Chen Qing had found. It would be three days later.
There were only ten days before the start of the competition, and Dean Li Hezhou was like crazy, chasing him all over the school to ask him to practice and stop making alchemy.
Yang Ziwu could only stop, go to class, and practice.
Yang Ziwu also knew what other people besides the three of them were doing last time!
kill!
Execute a group of death row prisoners and let them do it! Exercise their psychology.
I heard that the scene that day was very tragic. The killing of demons was different from that of humans. They were living people.
At that time, after the first person, Jiang Wei, took action, many people began to vomit. The final scene was that the execution ground was covered with blood. The condemned prisoners had finished crying and begged for a break.
Because the vomit from the students below was mixed with the blood, the scene was simply indescribable!
Yang Ziwu was also curious about why Li Hezhou knew that he had killed someone but refused to let him go.
Later, through chatting with Ye Qiu, I found out that he was blinded by a leaf. The main reason for training his mind was that one day they would go to the Demon Realm. If they hesitated in the Demon Realm, they would die!
Some of them do not dare to attack monsters when they are doing tasks. This is not possible.
Yang Ziwu has gone to the Demon Realm, so there is no need for him.
On October 20th, the roster for the competition was finalized. Yang Ziwu and his demon team were well-deserved to be selected. There were also four other teams, all of which were composed of first-class martial artists.
Li Hezhou explained in class that when the competition begins, if you want to survive, you must do everything you can to find the demon team. Only by gathering together can you be more powerful!
Yang Ziwu's King of Hell was also given to his master, Principal Yu. Principal Yu's expression was very rich. Principal Yu was a poor man. Almost all his things were given to the school. He had no money, so he couldn't repay the favor to his apprentice!
But it's okay, apprentice. Principal Yu has also figured it out. It's a matter of course! If this kid gets into trouble in the future, if he goes to solve it, will this favor be returned without seeing him again?
Yang Ziwu's life has returned to two points and one line: practice, go to class, practice and go to class.
Until the last day, November 29th, An Lan came back covered in blood. He didn't come back standing, but was carried back by She Jun. She was also covered in evil spirits and blood.
She Jun was carrying An Lan on his back, and An Lan was holding the tail of a monster in his hand, a wolf with a fifth-grade golden body. The wolf looked different from ordinary wolves. Yang Ziwu couldn't help but what kind it was! Anyway,
It's a wolf.
An Lan handed the monster to Yang Ziwu, who was stunned and said, "Teacher, I can't practice it myself!"
"Go to the deputy dean and lend him my Fire Demon Pill!" An Lan said.
Yang Ziwu nodded and felt like going to find the deputy dean. She Jun also came out with him and said with a smile, "Junior brother, I heard that you made some good things. The King of Hell is afraid. I will give you ten or eight pills for me to taste first."
taste!"
"You think there are eight jelly beans out of ten, but not a single one!"
"What about the insect poison pill?"
"That's one, two million!" Yang Ziwu said.
"I am your senior brother!"
"Junior brother also needs to eat!" Yang Ziwu retorted.
"Then let me tell you, be careful, kid!"
"What's wrong?" Yang Ziwu didn't know why!
"You asked Dean An to kill the golden demon beast. Her husband is in the demon realm now, and he will teach you a lesson!" She Jun said.
"His husband? Is she married?"
"Uh, no! But that one is pursuing Dean An now, which is even more terrifying!" She Jun said.
"By the way, that one is a ninth-grade master!" She Jun added.
Yang Ziwu stiffened, then returned to normal, "It's a small matter, it's a small matter, Sister An will help me stop it!"
"Senior brother! What grade are you in?" Yang Ziwu asked.
"Fourth grade!"
"Four-grade you told me this, I thought you were awesome, I gave you the Insect Gu Pill and you could stop it for me!" Yang Ziwu rolled his eyes.
"Why can't you stop me? I have a good relationship with that person. If you give me the Insect Gu Pill, I will put in a good word for you!" She Jun said.
"Don't think about it!" Yang Ziwu said, "Do you think I'm scared? Don't say he won't do anything to me. Even if he really wants to do it, I'm not necessarily afraid of him!"
She Jun's eyes widened, "You...that's the ninth grade!"
Yang Ziwu nodded, "You said it!"
She Jun still hasn't gotten over the shock. Does this kid have a trump card against the ninth grade? How is that possible?
Yang Ziwu curled his lips, who doesn't know how to pull off a tiger's skin?
Yang Ziwu found the deputy dean of the School of Alchemy, whose surname was Du Wupin Peak Strength.
This time, Dean Du directly took out the largest alchemy furnace in the middle of the courtyard, and the two of them worked together to make alchemy.
Just kidding, what is Yang Ziwu doing? He is rescuing An Lan. Who is An Lan? He is the brother-in-law that Jun She mentioned!
My brother-in-law is the best at governing my brother-in-law. How can Yang Ziwu be afraid of him? What a joke!
Yang Ziwu turned to Dean Du and said, "Dean, you will be responsible for refining the golden body. How long will it take?"
"Dean, we only have less than forty-eight hours, otherwise Dean Li should come and kill us!"
Dean Du nodded, "I understand, we guarantee completion within twenty hours!"
Yang Ziwu nodded and began to refine the buds and a series of healing herbs prepared by An Lan.
Yang Ziwu blended in without worrying about any reaction. An Lan couldn't possibly make fun of his younger brother's future!