The devil's favorite upper body: the playful little poisonous concubine

Chapter 950 Competition (2)

Is it borrowing flowers to offer Buddha?

The elixir in front of her is exactly the same as the elixir she sold to Tongqueji.

But if this is really the elixir she made, there is no way that Luo An would just give her this bottle of elixir.

The relief Luo An gave at the time obviously did not take this bottle of medicine seriously.

Xie Wanrong rubbed the center of her brows, staring at this bottle of marrow washing pill.

She frowned, and put the celadon vase in her arms, The Story of the Bronze Sparrow...

She remembered that the shopkeeper told her that they had just invited an alchemist not long ago, and the shopkeeper didn't have the original surprise and disbelief when he saw the pill of washing marrow she handed over.

Some are—surprised...

It's surprising...

Xie Wanrong narrowed her eyes, no wonder the people from Tongque Ji didn't decide to keep her, but someone had already taken her one step ahead of her.

Xie Wanrong stepped out of the room in a hurry, the cold and fresh air poured into his brain, his eyes quickly scanned around, Qi Jinghuan was standing on the mountain outside King's Landing Courtyard, looking at the scenery under the mountain.

From her point of view, with handsome eyebrows, clear lines, thin and tight lips, and the majestic mountains behind him, he is like a perfect landscape that cannot be taken away.

Xie Wanrong stared intently for a long time before she came back to her senses and stepped forward with small steps: "What are you looking at?"

At the same time, her gaze also dropped.

Suddenly, I found that there was a group of people gathered under the mountain peak. Looking at the clothes, they were not only the disciples of Qingshan College.

It seems that several other sects have poured into Qingshan College.

Xie Wanrong paused for two seconds: "Could it be that the other sects knew about the escape of the Nine Qi Four-Horned Beast from Qingshan College."

Qi Jinghuan frowned slightly, looked at the orderly rows of disciples in the square below the mountain, and shook his head: "Probably not."

No?

What do those sects go to Qingshan College?
Xie Wanrong tilted his head, Elder Xu who came down from the peak suddenly stopped when he saw Xie Wanrong.

"Wan Rong, why are you still standing there, come down with me." Elder Xu waved to Xie Wanrong.

"What happened?" Xie Wanrong looked down again.

"You don't know?" Thinking about it carefully, although Xie Wanrong is a disciple of Qingshan College, but he is really a dragon without a trace. After all, he is the disciple of Dean Xiao, and the other elders are not easy to discipline.

He said patiently: "The six-yearly competition has been held ahead of schedule, and most of the elders want to see you."

Since these sects learned that a woman with a phoenix soul entered Qingshan Academy, none of them were willing.

Over the years, strong people from Qingshan College have emerged one after another, and now the Phoenix Soul has also been recruited by Qingshan College, and they all want to see how powerful the Phoenix Soul is.

Xie Wanrong let out a startled laugh, seeing her?She is not a ceramic doll to be admired.

Xie Wanrong nodded, and pulled Qi Jinghuan: "Go and see the excitement."

After saying that, the three of them flew down, their clothes fluttering and the breeze flowing, Xie Wanrong and Qi Jinghuan stood firmly on the bluestone steps behind Elder Xu.

Just in front of him is a row of disciples arranged according to sect.

Xie Wanrong was wearing the light blue attire of the most common students of Qingshan College, but even so, appearing at the same time as Qi Jinghuan was enough to attract everyone's attention.

Standing in the crowd, Xu Yamo clenched her fists and cursed secretly, she would really stand out.

But even when she's in the limelight, her clothes still give away her class.

(End of this chapter)