Cultivating immortals is not as good as alchemy

Chapter 115

Is that all right?
It's too outrageous.

Zhang San took his own people and hurried towards Fu Xiaoyun's direction.

The mess was quickly sorted out.

Fu Xiaoyun shook the loess from her hair, looking even more embarrassed.

The voice of the system rang in my mind.

[Urgent mission - escape has been completed, get 10000 repairs]
[Obtain a special reward - Dan Fang, do you want to receive it immediately? ]
Fu Xiaoyun thought about it, and chose No. Now is not the best time to receive the reward.

Zhang San supported Fu Xiaoyun, "Be careful."

Fu Xiaoyun raised his eyebrows and looked at him in confusion, "What are you doing here?"

……

Longyun Pavilion.The place where the lord of the closed city lives and works.

Zhang San felt that he hadn't done anything, just watched the whole show, and inexplicably completed the task.

"She did it all by herself?"

"You didn't interfere at all?"

The city lord stepped on the stool with one foot, leaned forward slightly, with a somewhat astonished expression on his face.

When did the alchemist become so good at fighting, why didn't he know?
Is he really old and out of step with the times?
Under the cover of the table, the beauty kicked the Santo.

He reminded in a low voice, "Image, pay attention to image!"

The castellan put his feet down as if nothing had happened, wiped the dust on the stool with his sleeve, and then sat down.

Zhang San pinched the corner of his clothes with his right hand, and said good things for himself, "It's not that he didn't interfere at all."

The city lord became interested and asked, "Oh? Then talk about it carefully."

"We brought back the unconscious man."

Zhang San was a little proud and asked for credit in his tone.

The city lord closed his eyes and endured it, and it took him a while to utter a word, "Get lost!"

……

Fu Xiaoyun sat on a stool, and there was a table in front of her, with two cups of hot tea on the table.

It was just served, still steaming.

White water vapor appeared in sight and slowly dissipated.

Zhang San was sitting opposite her, with a smile on his face at this time.

Fu Xiaoyun wasn't nervous either, picked up the hot tea and blew it a few times before taking a sip.

Some hot, flowing from the throat into the stomach.

She squinted her eyes and praised, "Well, it's indeed a good cup of tea."

"Unfortunately, it's a waste to drink it for me."

"Compared with tea, I prefer white water, it's simpler."

Zhang San said politely, "Why waste it, just get used to it."

Fu Xiaoyun put the cup full of hot tea back on the table.

The teacup touched the table, the tea swayed and overflowed a little.

"You invited me here, so you asked me to taste tea, didn't you?"

Fu Xiaoyun dipped his fingers in some of the overflowing tea, and wrote Zhang San on the table.

Zhang San erased the words with spiritual power, "Let me introduce myself again, my name is Zhang San, and I am an intelligence officer who is responsible for collecting intelligence in Fengcheng."

"What we have seen before, I think you should not have forgotten it."

"Information personnel?" Fu Xiaoyun repeated thoughtfully.

In an instant, she understood the cause and effect of the matter.

"So, you already knew that I was a stowaway, but instead of driving me out, you chose to test me out."

Fu Xiaoyun tapped the table unconsciously with her fingers, "Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

"Where is there in me that you are looking at and can use?"

"Do you want me to make alchemy for you?"

That's not right either.

"It's a city anyway, how could there be no alchemist?"

Fu Xiaoyun vetoed his idea, feeling a little puzzled.

Zhang San glanced at Fu Xiaoyun appreciatively, "You are indeed a smart person."

"Talking to a smart person saves you worry and effort, so I'll just say it straight from now on."

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(End of this chapter)