Miss Almighty Waste

Chapter 1117: Alchemy Competition (5)

Looking at his brother's confident face, Zhifeng immediately had a bad feeling.

"Brother, you won't..."

As if knowing what Zhifeng was going to say, Zhiyong had already got up and put away the bowls and chopsticks of the two brothers.

"Zhifeng, don't worry, my brother will definitely seek justice for the wrongs we have suffered all these years."

After all, he ignored Zhifeng, took the dishes and chopsticks and went out to wash the dishes.

Looking at his brother's back, he was so straight, and he became more confident.

Zhifeng's face was full of relief, but he put his hand into his bosom and took out the elixir given by Yunyan.

The bottle of the elixir is very small and delicate, and the elixir inside is even more valuable.

Looking at the elixir, and at Zhiyong who had long since disappeared, Zhifeng had mixed feelings in his heart, but he didn't say anything.

After tidying up the dishes, Zhiyong decided to go out for a stroll.

At this moment, the sky has gradually darkened, but the square of Sheng'ao has already been lit with torches and brightly lit.

Zhiyong didn't go to the square, but went to the back mountain where there are few people.

Standing on the mountain, feeling the cool breeze, Zhiyong's eyes sparkle.

Taking out the betting slip on his body, Zhiyong looked and looked, and looked and looked again, but he didn't realize that there was a figure behind him.

Zhi Feng made the bed and saw that his brother hadn't come back yet, so he didn't rush to rest, so he sat on the bed and memorized the books on refining medicine.

Time passed by unknowingly, until late at night, Zhiyong came back, and then fell asleep.

Seeing that his brother was acting weird, Zhifeng wanted to ask, but he heard Zhiyong's snoring, so he didn't bother him.

In the dead of night, most of Sunon's students fell asleep, and even Zhifeng, who was next to him, also snored.

Zhiyong opened his eyes, but couldn't fall asleep.

Thinking of what he did in the back mountain in the evening, Zhiyong showed a faint smile on his face.

It turned out that when I was in the back mountain in the evening, I ran into Xiaohong who came to look for me.

So the two talked to each other, until very late, very late, Zhiyong was going back to the dormitory, and Xiaohong was going back to the store, so the two parted. , and then returned to the dormitory.

In order to avoid Zhifeng's questioning, Zhiyong pretended to be asleep.

But at this moment, feeling the heat on his body, Zhiyong began to miss Xiaohong's gentle body again, and the smile on his face was even bigger.

"Did you ask anything?"

In the store, the shopkeeper was sitting in front of the counter, figuring out the accounts of today's store, when he saw Xiaohong came back, he asked casually.

"No, that kid's mouth is very strict, but he also has a younger brother. This servant thinks that maybe we can start with his younger brother."

Xiaohong said, the shopkeeper nodded.

"You don't need to come to the store during this time, think of ways to get more information from that kid."

"Yes!"

"Go back."

"Yes!"

Back in my room, it was already late at night.

Light the candlestick on the table, and the room instantly brightens.

Xiaohong's room is small, but it is very clean, and there are not many things in the room, except for a wardrobe and a bed, there is only a dining table and a few chairs left.

Poured a cup of tea that had already cooled down, and drank it all in one gulp, Xiao Hong looked at the deserted little bed, without any expression on her face.

Ouyang Yuanhong sat in the gazebo at the Artifact Refining Academy, unable to fall asleep no matter what.

Yun Yan was so calm. After she came back, she went to her room after eating. She closed the door and went to sleep. Ouyang Yuanhong wondered where she got the confidence to participate in the medicine refining competition.

(End of this chapter)