Fighting is broken, but the heroine script.

Chapter 68 busy
Compared with the previous nonsense and testing, Xiao Yan preferred this substantial thing. He pondered for a moment before reaching out and taking the two cards.

Looking at the slender white palms stretching out the black robe, surprise flashed across Ya Fei's eyes, her voice was old and dry, but she had a pair of clean palms like a boy, what is the identity of this person?
Now that the money was in his hands, Xiao Yan didn't want to stay any longer, he waved his hand at Ya Fei casually, and said in an old voice, "Can I go?"

"Haha, of course, if the old gentleman needs to auction any elixirs in the future, he must take care of the Temir Auction House."

Yafei smiled slightly.

"Ah."

With a casual response, Xiao Yan stood up and walked out of this uncomfortable room without looking back.

"Ah... alchemist."

After Xiao Yan left, the smile on Ya Fei's face disappeared.

Cursing her lips, Ya Fei held her fragrant cheeks in her hands, and sighed softly, pharmacists are really a group of terrifying people, but why doesn't she have this talent?

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After taking off the robe that he felt was in the way, Xiao Yan returned to the Xiao family.

As soon as he returned to Xiao's house, he didn't even return to his own room, but went to the guest room first.

There was nothing important, I just wanted to see what Miss Wan was doing.

As the door was knocked, her sweet voice came from the door: "Come in."

"...I knew it was you."

In the guest room, the opened window let in a ray of white light that filtered through the shadows of the dancing trees after noon, reflecting on the desk in the guest room.

The beautiful figure that Xiao Yan saw when he entered the door was slightly hunched, but it seemed a little different from the beauty in his memory and impression that was always free and easy, as erratic as the wind, and as beautiful as an immortal.

Xiao Yan walked forward slowly, and the soft spring breeze blew from the window, blowing the green hair around Yao Wan's ears, and bringing a faint scent of fragrance to the tip of Xiao Yan's nose.

Xiao Yan was in a daze, and then he looked at what Miss Wan was doing now.

What surprised him was that Miss Wan was... practicing penwriting?
He picked up his pen and wrote down Xiao Yan's simple words that made people feel a little dizzy even at a glance, as if they contained some kind of power.

"What is Miss Wan doing?"

Xiao Yan was startled and couldn't help but lean against the window. He just saw Miss Wan's serious look and was too embarrassed to disturb her business.

"I'm just making some necessary preparations."

Listening to Xiao Yan's voice, Yao Wan did not stop her movements, her jade wrist shook slightly, and invisible lines were outlined on the illusory scroll.

She slowly exhaled a breath. Even so, imprinting fighting skills was not a particularly easy task for her.

Immediately, she slowed down her movements slightly and asked calmly: "By the way, what time is it now?"

"Now? It's almost time, right?"

"Isn't it time?"

Yao Wan paused, so it has been seven or eight hours, right?
"Miss Wan, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing. Don't worry about me. Go and practice your training. It's just that I can't get away for a while, so I can't take care of you. It's still troublesome."

Yaowan didn't even raise her head, she just said in a calm tone.

Xiao Yan scratched his head and sighed. He didn't expect Miss Wan to be so busy, so there was no other way. He originally wanted to discuss refining medicine with her, but now it seems that he has no idea.

"Well, okay then, Miss Wan, just get busy and I won't disturb you anymore."

With that said, Xiao Yan took a step back and gently closed the door while leaving the room.

On the way back to his residence, Xiao Yan couldn't help but said: "Teacher, what is Miss Wan busy with?" "Well..."

Yao Lao pondered for a moment, then shook his head noncommittally.

Xiao Yan just thought he was a teacher and didn't know what Miss Wan was doing, so he stopped asking and quickly walked back to his room.

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With the gold coins and the materials he already had, Xiao Yan's subsequent cultivation speed could be said to have improved by leaps and bounds.

Although Xiao Yan did not actively practice in the next three months, as he worked day and night to refine the medicine, along with his vigorously growing soul power and mastery of the Netherworld Poison Fire, his fighting spirit was squeezed and tempered again and again. , and soon, Xiao Yan's cultivation level once again ushered in a breakthrough, and he entered the ranks of Nine Star Fighters.

"Nine-star fighter, not bad."

Xiao Yan closed his eyes and looked inside. The Dou Qi vortex in his body had condensed into the last twinkling star, and it once again drove the Dou Qi in his body to accelerate, rushing like a long river.

Then, Xiao Yan slowly opened his eyes. Now the flash of Nether Poison Fire in his eyes was very dim. This naturally also represents Xiao Yan's mastery of Nether Poison Fire. In these short three months, I have become more and more comfortable.

"Huh...it's just a pity."

After opening his eyes, Xiao Yan subconsciously straightened his hands, then stretched, and then said: "It's a pity that he is a nine-star fighter, not a one-star fighter."

"You brat, you're not satisfied with the Nine-Star Fighter and you still want a Fighter?"

Yao Lao was stunned for a moment, then he couldn't help laughing and scolding.

"Ahem, people always have to dare to think and do, teacher."

Xiao Yan said with a smile.

"It's good to be motivated, but you can't be too eager to get ahead."

Yao Lao reminded.

"Teacher, we have been together for a year. Don't you still understand me?"

Xiao Yan smiled and shook his head and said.

"You brat, your wings are stiff and you don't want to listen to the teacher's lectures anymore, right?"

"Haha, of course not the teacher."

Although they kept arguing, both Xiao Yan and Yao Lao knew the true thoughts of the other party, so the jokes only ended with a smile.

"Okay, if I'm not wrong, tomorrow is your coming-of-age ceremony."

"Well, I know that."

There was a trace of calm smile left on the corner of Xiao Yan's mouth, and he always remembered it in his heart.

"It's just that coming-of-age ceremonies are no longer my goal."

"Oh?"

Yao Lao let out a light sigh.

"Is she that little girl from the Nalan family?"

Yao Lao asked, in fact, in his current vision, even that little girl from Nalan might not be considered the lofty goal that Xiao Yan should be aiming for now.

Don't forget, there are still two full years before the three-year agreement, and now Xiao Yan is already a nine-star fighter. In the past two years, with him and the girl here, let alone a great fighter, even a spirit fighter can Touchable.

(End of this chapter)