The test started soon, Xi Ziwei had a good heart, and did not hesitate to choose the herbs, walked to the alchemy furnace, sat cross-legged, and prepared to refine the poison pill.
As soon as she opened the stove lid, she heard the sound of discussion.
"What is Miss Ye doing?"
"How can it be like processing ingredients."
…
Xi Ziwei turned his head to look, and was immediately happy.
Ye Tianyin was holding the selected medicinal materials, some picking the leaves, some cutting off the rhizomes, and he was very busy. It looked like it was ready to cook.
"Bitch, I want you to look good in a while."
Xi Zihua snorted coldly, concentrating on alchemy.
Ye Tianyin quickly collected the strongest part of the toxin in the herbal medicine, picked it up at will, threw it into the medicine mortar, pounded it a few times with the medicine pestle, took some more and threw it in, and pounded it again.
The discussion suddenly became louder.
After a stick of incense, Ye Tianyin took a leaf as a container, and poured a mass of things in the mortar on the leaf.
Xi Ziyu grabbed the flying poison pill, and when he got up, he suddenly laughed when he saw the messy stuff on Ye Tianyin's side.
"Ye Tianyin, you are so funny."
Ye Tianyin sighed softly.
"Sure enough, noisy."
Looking at Xi Ziyu's momentum, he didn't dare to delay, so he hurriedly sent the purple-patterned magic silkworm.
Only victory at this time can save Linyuan Pavilion's face.
At both ends of the table, there were poisons made by Ye Tianyin and Xi Ziwei.
The purple-patterned magic silkworm was placed in the middle, with its head held high. The next moment, it twisted its body and quickly arched onto the poison prepared by Ye Tianyin.
Xi Ziwei's eyes widened in disbelief.
"This is impossible!"
Ye Tianyin shook his head.
"It's boring to say impossible if you lose."
Seeing this, Chu Xuanming stepped forward, and the coercion of the martial artist's nine-layer realm was released at once.
Xi Ziyi's face turned pale, and the king of war was wild-tempered, and it would be possible if he really did it.
At the moment, the guards beside her are not the opponents of the King of War, she can only hate in her heart and dare not say any more.
When the steward saw that things were not going well, he was afraid that the King of War would directly ruin the Linyuan Pavilion, and he hurriedly delivered the box.
After Ye Tianyin turned his head and gave Chu Xuanming a look of "You are amazing", he said indifferently:
"You are wise."
Manager smiled bitterly.
Ye Tianyin installed the purple-patterned magic silkworm and put away the box. Seeing that Xi Ziyu's eyes were resentful, he said lightly:
"Even if I don't want this purple-patterned magic silkworm, you will not be able to last it."
Xi Ziyu was taken aback for a moment, and his face changed immediately.
The purple-stranded magic silkworm has a tricky mouth. As long as you have eaten a powerful poison, unless there is a more powerful poison, the purple-stranded magic silkworm would rather starve to death than eat it.
Of poison.
What Ye Tianyin meant was that the poison she just prepared was more powerful than the poison in her body.
She just wanted to use the purple-stranded magic silkworm to detoxify her body, but she couldn't succeed.
"Ye Tianyin, I am at odds with you."
Xi Ziwei gritted his teeth and said bitterly.
"whatever."
Ye Tianyin gave a chuckle, put his hand in Chu Xuanming's arms, and left with him, not caring about Xi Zihua at all.
Xi Zihua patted the table aggrievedly.
On the table, the mortar Ye Tianyin used to dispense medicine shook.
Xi Ziwei clenched her fists, her eyes changed several times. Suddenly she grabbed the medicine mortar and left quickly.
The crowd dispersed, and a young man in Tsing Yi stood in a corner of Linyuan Pavilion.
Murong Sheng played with the folding fan in his hand and said with emotion:
"Hey, I didn't expect that the rumors in the capital are all nonsense. Can suppress Xi Ziyu without the power to stand up, this is called Wucai, I am afraid there are not many talented women in this world."
Xi's house.
Xi Zihua hurried to Chen Zhong.
"Master, please help my disciple to see, how powerful is this poison?"
Chen Zhong frowned and glanced at the green residue in the medicine mortar with disgust.
"You are too unstable, this kind of stuff..."
Before finishing speaking, Chen Zhong's expression changed, and he took the medicine mortar with his hands.
"This poison is so powerful, where did you get it?"
(End of this chapter)