Yun Qingyan's voice was not deliberately lowered, and it immediately attracted the attention of the people next to her.
The man immediately laughed and said, "Little girl, you are worried for nothing. The person who can refine the City Lord Pill Fang has not yet appeared."
"Oh?" Yun Qingyan looked at the people around him with a slight smile on his face, "Brother, can you tell me what is going on?"
Yun Qingyan's exquisite appearance made the other party couldn't help but take a few more glances.
However, before he had seen enough, he felt a majestic and stern gaze falling on him. He followed that sharp gaze and saw a face carved in pink and jade but with no expression on his face. Expressive little face.
It's actually a child
He was slightly surprised, but for some reason, he no longer dared to look at Yun Qingyan, his eyes drifted away and he replied, "I heard that the Lord of the City obtained this elixir recipe from an ancient ruins.
Over the years, I have studied this elixir a lot, and even invited many famous alchemists, but they were unable to successfully refine it. It was even rumored that the Emperor of Medicine could not refine it. Some people have secretly speculated that it is a fake elixir, but The city lord didn't know why, but he never gave up.
This alchemist conference is being held to continue testing this elixir. "
"An elixir that cannot be refined? This is really interesting." Yun Qingyan's eyes flashed with interest and she continued to ask,
"Do you know where to sign up?"
Looking at the dates above, the Alchemist Conference will start the day after tomorrow, and the registration deadline is tonight.
When faced with a beautiful woman’s question, people always have to be more cordial, so the man quickly replied, “It’s right over there.
In the outer courtyard of the City Lord's Mansion, just say you want to sign up for the Alchemist Conference. "
"Thank you." Yun said lightly.
"No thank you, no thank you." The man waved his hands hurriedly, and didn't secretly wipe his sweat until Yun Qingyan and the others left.
The girlish aura of a little boy was obviously very gentle. Why did he feel that the air around him was getting colder and colder just now? It wasn't until they left, one big and one small, that he felt a sense of relief.
"Xiao Queque, what do you think of this alchemist conference?" Yun Qingyan stretched out her wolf claws and pinched her smooth little face.
Di Jiuque patted her hand expressionlessly, not too hard, "You can go and have a look. Tonight I will help you refine the Prajna Creation Pill. You can stay and watch."
I'll go to the conference the day after tomorrow. "
"Okay." Yun Qingyan nodded with a smile. Not far from the City Lord's Mansion, he saw the sign inside to sign up for the conference.
Now there are only well-equipped guards stationed at the gate of the City Lord's Mansion, and the patrolling queues are densely armored, giving the outside of the City Lord's Mansion a majestic and murderous atmosphere.
"What are you here for?" Before entering the gate of the city lord's mansion, Yun Qingyan was stopped by two patrolling guards.
"Sign up for the Medicine Refining Conference." Yun Qingyan replied.
"Just you?" The guard looked Yun Qingyan up and down suspiciously.
Generally, the alchemists who come to sign up are either very old, smell of medicine, and carry the arrogance of an alchemist, or they are young people who are being led by their masters, like Yun Qingyan, a girl with a child. … It was their first time meeting each other.
"What? I can't?" Yun Qingyan looked at them, "Does the City Lord's Mansion still have family status
If this is the case, then I might as well not sign up! "As he said that, he pulled Di Jiuque as if he wanted to leave.
(End of chapter)