The daily life of the devil's wife

Chapter 288 Time is running out!

"You are blind. Almost all the high-level herbs in the arena have been selected. The remaining few plants are either incompatible with each other, or they are tasteless among high-level herbs. The old man may have no choice but to choose intermediate herbs. .”

"Tsk tsk tsk, it seems that the old man is about to lose."

"It's a pity, it's a pity, for the sake of the so-called face, if he loses this game, I'm afraid he can only accept the few people who were picked by others as disciples."

Under the arena, everyone watched the game while discussing in low voices.

Jun Moli acted as if he had never heard of it, and his eyes were fixed on the old man.

I saw him handling the selected herbs in a leisurely manner, as if he was not in a hurry.

On the other side, Leng Muxiang has already started making potions, and she is far ahead among the many contestants.

"Look, Leng Muxiang has already entered the first stage, her movements are so proficient."

"It's really worthy of being the suzerain's apprentice. With such a talent, I'm afraid there will never be another person in the entire Cloud Shadow Sect."

"Hey, he is also the suzerain's apprentice, look at that guy named Lengzhou, he is not even a star behind her. Hahaha..."

As the man's voice fell, there was a burst of laughter around.

Hearing the mocking sound coming from the arena, Leng Zhou raised his eyes and glanced at the crowd, his eyes were full of displeasure.

Seeing him like this, everyone immediately shut up.

You must know that he is also going to accept apprentices this time, if unfortunately he is selected by him, the future of this life will be ruined.

More than half of the incense in the incense burner was burned, and all the contestants in the arena entered the final stage of refining medicine.

In the anticipation of everyone, the old man transferred to the potion leisurely.

Although his speed was slow, his ability to remember proficiency allowed him to catch up with the other contestants immediately.

"Master, the disciple is finished."

Putting down the potion in her hand, Leng Muxiang stood straight to one side.

She glanced at Pei Yunqing, and then turned her eyes to the people under the ring, as if she had already started to choose the apprentice she liked.

The white dress was dragged to the ground, forming unsightly folds.

She raised her chin slightly, and her ink-like eyes swept over everyone, with a look of contempt.

The black ink hair was divided into upper and lower strands, the upper strand was tied into a bun, and the other half was casually scattered behind the head.

The breeze blew gently, and the hair scattered behind her head fluttered in the wind, adding a touch of ethereal lightness to her beauty.

The people under the ring were a little fascinated. They stared blankly at the white figure on the ring, as if their souls had been taken away.

"It's so beautiful, she is like a fairy."

"What kind of fairy, this is clearly a goddess descending to earth." Looking at Leng Muxiang on the ring with bright eyes, the man's heartbeat suddenly accelerated: "Look at me, look at me quickly."

Among the freshmen of this year, there are many female disciples. When they saw this scene, they all snorted in disdain.

"What's so good about it? In terms of looks, the goddess is much better looking." She glanced contemptuously at Leng Muxiang on the ring, Bai Lan's tone was very disdainful.

"It's time!" The gongs and drums made another crisp sound, Pei Yunqing walked quickly onto the ring, and glanced at the participants indifferently: "Everyone, please put down the potions in your hands."

Hearing this, everyone put down the potion in their hands, and those who hadn't finished making the potion sighed softly.

"No, this time is too tight!"

(End of this chapter)