Su Luo touched the medicinal pill in his abdomen, and his eyes shone brightly: "What kind of medicinal pill is this? The speed of healing is too good, right?"
Master Rong Yun looked at the clear big footprints on Su Luo's dress, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly: "Emperor-level healing medicine."
"Emperor, emperor-level healing holy medicine?" Su Luo's mouth muscles twitched.
"Is there a problem?" Master Rong Yun asked in a low voice, his expression as usual.
"Why, what, can, can, will, no, ask, question!" Su Luo gritted his teeth excitedly, "Master, is the emperor level above the master level?"
"Yeah." Master Rong Yun didn't care and nodded lightly.
"Is this emperor-level healing holy medicine refined by Master?" Su Luo followed closely and asked.
"Is there a problem?" Master Rong Yun raised the corners of his lips.
"Master! In other words, you are now, an imperial alchemist?" Su Luo was about to choke on his own saliva.
Mr. Luo is still trapped at the master level, and there is only one master at the master level. The master is already an emperor-level pharmacist. Can this make her little apprentice not excited? Can you not be honored
"Old Luo is about to be promoted." Master Rong Yun said slowly with his eyes half-squinted.
"It's a pity that no matter how much he gets promoted, he can't catch up to Master's speed." Su Luo narrowed his eyes happily, like a sneaky mouse, "By the way, didn't Master just get promoted to Grandmaster level in recent years? Soon to be emperor?"
Could it be that the emperor-level pharmacist is so easy to be promoted
However, Master Rong Yun shook his head: "It has been many years since I was promoted to the master level, but I just didn't say it."
Ok. Su Luo nodded to indicate that he understood. Master has always been low-key and indifferent, and has no contention with the world.
"It's thanks to you that I was promoted to the emperor level this time." Master Rong Yun looked at Su Luo with a half-smiling smile.
"Me?" Su Luo stretched out his finger and pointed to his nose.
"At that time, you were seriously injured and died." Master Rong Yun only said these few words, but Su Luo completely understood what he didn't say.
The master was anxious about his injury. While telling him to break into the Nine-layered Hall, he stepped up his promotion and took two paths, but who knew that both paths would be successful.
Her injuries were healed in the Nine Layers Hall, and Grandmaster Rong Yun was also promoted to the emperor level.
"Master..." Su Luo grabbed Master Rong Yun's arm and rubbed it back and forth, feeling warm in her heart.
"Silly girl." Master Rong Yun patted Su Luo's head, "Is the injury healed?"
"Well, it's all good, thanks to Master's imperial medicine pill." Su Luo smiled brightly.
Master Rong Yun pinched Su Luo's small arms and legs, showing disgust while pinching.
Su Luo stuck out his tongue weakly.
"Master, it's really healed..." Shouldn't you be taking the pulse? Master is pinching her little hand
Who knows, Master Rong Yun's cold eyes flew towards Su Luo like knives: "I asked you to fight just now, do you understand?"
"Huh?" The thoughtless question made Su Luo stunned at first.
"Think about it." Master Rong Yun patted her head.
Under the icy gaze of Master Rong Yun, Su Luo quickly thought about the key to this matter.
Before the fight, the master said that she practiced wrong...
Now pinching her bones and muscles, it can be seen that it has something to do with it.
Suddenly, a light flashed in Su Luo's eyes: "Could it be that my foundation... is not well laid?"