The little doctor concubine is a little poisonous

Chapter 1189

"Blast the blank scroll!" Seeing that everyone around looked over, the person coughed dryly and said, "At least Miss Xue is definitely stronger than Miss Zhuo in blasting blank scrolls!"

There was a burst of laughter all around.

There was no barrier set up for this competition, and Xueyue was always in the state of blasting blank scrolls, so she naturally listened to all these discussions.

The breath that had finally calmed down became agitated again.

And it was still restless like never before.

A pariah under the age of 20 who came from a lower space and didn't even carry a blank scroll with her, how could she lose?

No!She must not lose!

Xue Yue gritted her teeth tightly.

Who knows, not only did the situation not improve, the speed of blasting the scroll was even faster than before.

"Hmph! Trash!" Elder Song snorted coldly, and stopped paying attention to Xue Yue.

Just such a waste, still want to be his apprentice?
Fortunately confiscated!

Otherwise, it would be a shame to throw it home.

Xue Yue's fingers trembled, and the scroll in her hand exploded again.

Subconsciously, she inserted her consciousness into the storage ring and took the blank scroll.

It turned out that the nearly one hundred blank scrolls she carried with her were all, gone!

Under normal circumstances, so many blank scrolls are enough for her to successfully engrave an advanced formation scroll.

But now, not only did it not succeed in engraving, but in just one hour, all those blank scrolls were exploded.

"Miss Xue, it's getting late, everyone is waiting to enjoy the banquet, so don't waste everyone's time!" Feng Zhuo said lightly.

Her words drew echoes from the crowd.

There are many voices, and she can know the protagonist without looking up.

These voices are so familiar, in order to agree with Yun Fancheng and Xueyue, they slandered her so viciously, but now they come out to echo her words.

This wall is really good!
"My blank scrolls are gone! Elder Song, can you lend me some blank scrolls?" Xue Yue didn't want to just admit defeat.

She hurriedly looked at Elder Song and begged.

"No more!" Elder Song replied.

Xue Yue's expression froze, and she said, "Aren't these all?"

Was there still a hill of blank scrolls there when she was blind?
"I gave these to Miss Zhuo as a meeting gift. Are you deaf?" Elder Song asked with raised eyebrows.

"That's right! Mr. Song clearly said it so clearly, yet you still say you didn't hear it! You even said that you want to worship Mr. Song as your teacher, and you don't take him seriously. Mr. Song, it's really wise for you not to accept her." !"

The voice of echo sounded immediately.

Following Feng Zhuo's talent for engraving, most of the people present turned their backs.

Xueyue endured the abuse that Feng Zhuo suffered before.

However, Feng Zhuo could ignore these insults, but Xue Yue couldn't.

She lowered her eyes halfway to conceal the murderous look in her eyes, and said, "Miss Zhuo, can you lend me some blank scrolls?"

"No!" Feng Zhuo replied without thinking, and then put the pile of blank scrolls into the storage ring.

Even if she was really sick, she wouldn't lend something to someone who had been fighting with her, would she?
The most important thing is that the other party is still an enemy to compete with her.

How stupid would she have to be to agree to give the scroll to her?
"You...why don't you lend me?"

(End of this chapter)