Evil Phoenix Nitian: It’s a bit busy to torture the scum with bare hands

Chapter 436 The Arrogant Kid

These words are arrogant and arrogant enough.

But among them, Bufan had seen the people who were serving Feng Chuqi and Canglan Xiaotian just now, and knew that what she said was true. Even the powerful master-level master of the Canglan family dared to kill at will, and even the second master's If the owner who had his legs chopped off really made her angry, she would not necessarily be a compassionate owner. Maybe one sword strike would kill the fairy-like beauty in front of her!
  Seeing that Feng Chuqi had dared to be so arrogant after killing someone, Canglan Yunxian, who had always been cold and indifferent to worldly affairs, was also angry: "Huh! You are just a little six-star profound master. How could I put this in front of you?" It doesn’t work in my eyes.”

When she finished speaking, she pulled out the sword from her waist with a "choking" sound and pointed it directly at Feng Chuqi.

Although she still had some scruples about taking action on the territory of the Alchemist Association, she was not the one who made the first move, so even if she killed the arrogant boy in front of her, the responsibility would not necessarily be on her. The boy could only bear the blame. So she has nothing to worry about.

When Feng Chuqi saw this, he immediately curled up his lips with disdain: "Your father has made an agreement with me to have a showdown in the alchemy competition. Whoever loses the bet will get out of the alchemy city and will never be allowed to set foot in the alchemy city again." Half a step. So I advise you to go back and ask your father before taking action, lest the fourth-grade alchemist he entrusted with the important task would die here, and the Canglan family would be driven out of Dan City, which would be more of a loss than a gain!"

A fourth-grade alchemist is indeed rare among the younger generation! No wonder Canglan Xiaotian is so confident that he dares to bet on the future of the entire Canglan family. It turns out that he has Canglan Yunxian, a fourth-grade alchemist, as his trump card.

It's just that he underestimated her, Feng Chuqi! Do you think a fourth-grade alchemist is enough to defeat her?
  snort!
  "What?" When Canglan Yunxian heard this, although his face remained calm, his heart was full of surprise: "You said that my father made a bet with you that whoever loses in the alchemy competition will move out of the alchemy city."

What is the origin of the boy in front of me? Why would dad make such a bet with her? What happened to the Canglan family during her absence?
  "If you want to know, go back and ask your father! I don't have time to spend with you!"

After leaving these words indifferently, Feng Chuqi glanced at her coldly, turned around and ignored her, and just walked to the registration office, where she found that the person responsible for receiving registrations had changed at some point, but Feng Chuqi I don’t care that much. Maybe I have been working for too long, so I should take shifts now!

She slapped the table in front of the almost asleep old man with her delicate hands and said loudly: "Old man, I want to sign up."

The old man was startled, opened his eyes lazily, and yawned inelegantly: "Finally the trouble is over! I said young man, you are killing people on the territory of the Alchemist Association, don't you worry about the Alchemist Association? Are you causing trouble?"

When everyone heard this, their hearts immediately became nervous. Is it finally going to start? This young man dared to kill people on the territory of the Alchemist Association. It was so disrespectful! Are they settling a score?

The Canglan family members looked gloating.

At this time, even Yao Qingchen began to become nervous, looking at Feng Chuqi with worry in his eyes.

Who knows? Hearing this, Feng Chuqi just shrugged innocently: "You can't blame me for this. I can only blame the poor public security of your Alchemist Association. Even if you sign up, someone jumps in the queue. It's not obvious that your Alchemist Association is not placed in the top priority." In my eyes! It’s so unruly! So I have to work harder and teach those who don’t follow the rules a little lesson. Let’s see who dares to participate in the alchemy competition held by the Alchemist Association and the royal family in the future. Jumping in line at the registration desk? Do you think so?"

After finishing speaking, Feng Chuqi looked at the old man in front of him with a smile on his face, his eyes full of expectation, and an expression of waiting for 'I have done a good thing for you, and you still don't praise me. ’ It makes people speechless.

When the old man saw this, the corner of his mouth twitched almost invisible. He looked at this man in front of him like an alien, who was upright and upright. He was thinking about their Alchemist Association and worked tirelessly to establish prestige for them to kill people. He is currently waiting. The young man was praising him, but he was actually a despicable and shameless young man. His old face was slapped so hard that he was almost stiff!
  This is so speechless! How shameless!
  She killed someone openly and openly on the territory of his Alchemist Association, but now she was justified! This ability to confuse right and wrong is really not small!

Yao Qingchen looked at his little master with admiration. He had to learn this shameless and shameless skill! The distance between him and the little master is not even close.

"You are the descendant of the generation of Alchemy God Yuan Zun, Seventh Young Master?" The old man realized that he could not treat the young man with evil spirits in front of him with secular etiquette, so he asked straight to the point.

Hearing this, Feng Chuqi was startled, and then exclaimed exaggeratedly: "Oh my god! Have you heard of my name?"

When the old man heard this, the beard on his chin trembled. He didn't know whether he was shocked by Feng Chuqi's words or angry.

Today, her Alchemist Sect sold the authentic recovery pill of the first-generation Alchemist Yuan Zun. The news was shocking and swept the entire Alchemy City almost instantly. It was difficult for the Alchemist Association not to know about it.

And as a member of the Alchemist Association, how could you not pay more attention to the elixirs of the first-generation alchemy god Yuan Zun? So they had already checked the recovery pills sold by the Danzun Sect. As expected, the efficacy of the medicine was many times stronger than the recovery pills on the market. After repeated appraisals by several elders, they came to the conclusion that Danzun The recovery elixir sold by the sect is indeed the elixir of the long-lost elixir god Yuan Zun.

A thousand years later, a generation of disciples from the Alchemy God lineage appears, and the entire medicine refining world may be in chaos! So as Taishan Beidou in the medicine refining world, how could they pay attention to the young man in front of them in the first place?
  Otherwise, if it were someone else who dared to kill people on the territory of their Alchemist Association, they would have died countless times by now, with no bones left, right? There was no need for him to talk nonsense to her.

And who is Feng Chuqi? She had expected this as early as the moment she started killing people. The Danzun Sect's elixir came out. As a descendant of the lineage of Danzun Yuanzun, she did not benefit from her and created a generation of Danzun Yuanzun. Who would be willing to kill her before finding the recipe for the elixir?
  This is the world of medicine refining, and one can be completely fanatical about an ordinary elixir recipe with slightly better efficacy, so let alone the elixir recipe in the Alchemy God's "Alchemy Scroll"! That would be enough to drive the alchemist crazy.

It was because of seeing this clearly that Feng Chuqi dared to be so bold. When the old man in front of her asked about her identity, she became even more sure!

"Who is your master?" The old man looked curious and stared at Feng Chuqi feverishly, his palms sweating from nervousness.

(End of this chapter)