"Young Master Yang... Oh my God, what's going on!"
Everyone turned their heads and saw the situation clearly, and they couldn't help feeling dizzy.
Only to see that Yang Yan, the famous and proud son of Fengyang County, was lying on the ground in a very embarrassed state, with his arm bent in an abnormal arc...
Even scarier is…
The innocent and weak little girl who they thought was doomed to die... had a cold face and stepped on Young Master Yang with great force...
"This...this, Young Master Yang actually lost?"
"How is that possible? He is at the fourth level of Yuanwu!"
Everyone swallowed hard, thinking they were seeing things.
"Young Master Yang." Lou Qianxue's tone was cold and slightly sarcastic, and she pointed her sword at his forehead: "You should know yourself. In this world, there are always people you can't touch, and shouldn't touch."
As she spoke, she shook the purple-leaf bamboo she had already obtained and said, "Also, let me remind you that you are just a third-level alchemist and are not qualified to use this medicinal material."
"You! Bitch, how dare you do this to me, let me go, let me go, I'm going to kill you!" Young Master Yang was hit hard, his face was ferocious and unwilling, and he roared angrily.
He actually lost
Defeated in one encounter
And being stepped on by a little girl who hasn't even grown all her hair yet, in public
How can it be!
This can't be true. It can't be true!
"You have a very dirty mouth." Lou Qianxue frowned and took a step forward.
Click.
Young Master Yang's arm, which was stepped on by her, made a crisp sound of bone breaking.
"Ah—" Young Master Yang cried out in pain.
The place fell silent instantly, and everyone opened their eyes wide in disbelief.
Lou Qianxue stepped on Young Master Yang's mouth and said, "Believe it or not, if you curse me again, I will cut off your tongue?"
“Wu… Wu…” Young Master Yang struggled and turned his face to the side, feeling extremely ashamed and angry: “You… you, how dare you… humiliate me like this…”
The pain of a broken arm was already unbearable for him, and now his face was stepped on, which made him feel ashamed and angry. He was so angry that he spit out a mouthful of blood, then fainted with his head tilted.
Lou Qianxue raised her eyebrows, loosened her foot, and mercilessly kicked the man aside. She said to the frightened pharmacist behind the counter, "You heard what he said just now, didn't you? Pack up all the third-level herbs, I'll come get them later."
As he said that, he took the purple-leaf bamboo in his hand and walked deeper into the Alchemy Guild.
When everyone came to their senses, they rubbed their eyes with their hands as if they were dreaming.
"Oh my god! Am I dazzled?"
"In Fengyang County, how dare someone step on Young Master Yang Yan's face? And bully him so badly?"
"Even Mu Wushuang and Hong Qinghe wouldn't dare, right?"
"She also said that Young Master Yang is 'only' a third-level alchemist!"
"Oh my God! This is really... really..."
Everyone was talking.
suddenly.
"etc-"
An old voice suddenly sounded.
"Little girl, I can give you the third-level medicinal herbs, but you have to leave the Purple Frost Holy Bamboo for us, right?"
"Huh? What's going on? What's Purple Frost Holy Bamboo?" Everyone turned around in confusion and saw a skinny old man in a black robe standing at the door of the Alchemy Guild. They couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then their eyes instantly became respectful.
"Ah! Master Huo! It's Master Huo! The only fourth-level alchemist in Fengyang County, Master Huo!"
Even Lou Qianxue couldn't help but pause and frowned.
"Little girl." Under everyone's puzzled gaze, Master Huo stepped in and chased after Lou Qianxue. His tone was old and calm: "Leave the Purple Frost Sacred Bamboo behind."
One chapter left, I'll hurry up!
(End of this chapter)