Cold-faced King's arrogant medical concubine

The elder felt a trace of pride in his eyes: "the whole western Song Dynasty must know that except for Tan Lao, the pills produced by our alchemy Union are the best. Now the dark night Pavilion starts selling pills, which is tantamount to fighting against our alchemy Union. Our alchemy union is responsible for everyone's safety. If it's a bad pill, we don't allow such shops to exist."

Feng Yuqin heard that the elder had found such a high sounding reason for himself, and a sarcastic smile arose from the corners of her mouth.

However, she did not interrupt the elder and waited for him to continue.

"In order to prove the alchemy strength of the leader of the dark night Pavilion, and for everyone's safety, I now want to compete with the leader of the Qin Pavilion of the dark night Pavilion. If the leader of the Qin Pavilion loses, the dark night Pavilion will be closed immediately, and everything in it will be confiscated to our trade union as a lost chip." The elder continued greedily, "including Lord Qin, we have to belong to our alchemy trade union and serve our trade union for 50 years."

WOW!

There was an uproar.

Everyone thought the ending of fengyuqin was too miserable.

This is equivalent to selling for 50 years.

They never thought fengyuqin would win.

After all, how old is fengyuqin.

So young, how can the strength of alchemy be better than that of a dozens of year old elder.

Meng Xingyu snorted coldly, "you shameless old man, how dare you say."

"Good! The elder of the alchemy union bullied my cousin like this. I remember him. " Yan Geng said coldly.

Although Yan Xiao didn't speak, his cold eyes stared at the elder.

Others in the dark night Pavilion also looked angry.

They didn't expect that the elder was so shameless that he put forward such conditions.

Although they know that their master Alchemist is also level 3, they are more worried about the elder. After all, they have more experience than their master in Level 3 alchemist for so many years.

What if I lose?

So their eyes flashed a trace of anxiety and looked at Feng Yuqin.

Seeing that Feng Yuqin had no fear, they silently told themselves that the master would win the big elder.

Feng Yu gave the elder a cool look: "can you be the leader of the alchemy Union?"

"What do you mean?" The elder looked puzzled and asked Feng Yuqin.

"The Lord of Qin Pavilion means that if you want her dark night Pavilion, does she have to have the alchemy Union?" Old Zhao was on the side to solve his doubts.

"What a big breath." The elder snorted coldly: "none of you in the dark night Pavilion can equal the alchemy Union, so I can't gamble with you on the condition of the alchemy Union."

"Then there's no need for this competition. After all, you want my dark night pavilion to sell me to the alchemy Union for 50 years, but you can't give me the alchemy Union, and you..." Feng Yuqin glanced up and down at the elder and looked disgusted: "it's too old. I don't raise waste in the dark night Pavilion."

Pooh... I don't know who couldn't help laughing.

Then came Meng Xingyu, Yan Xiao and Yan Geng, who laughed at each other without scruples.

"This elder is really miserable. He was despised by the Lord of the Qin Pavilion." Dongfang Zhizhi shook his head and looked like a pity.

"Who makes him so old? It's not certain how many years he can live." Meng Xingyu also agreed.

"You..." the elder looked at Dongfang Zhi and Meng Xingyu with a gloomy face.

He couldn't do anything about Oriental orange, so he looked at Meng Xiucheng and asked, "is this your Meng family's tutor?"

Meng Xiucheng coldly replied: "my Meng family's tutor is very good. At least I won't come to the door and smash the field when my peers start business."

"Yes, if you don't say it, you'll be despised by others." Meng Xingyu continued without fear of death.

The elder stared at Meng Xingyu with a sinister look, and the killing machine flashed through his eyes.

Meng Xingyu and his son stared back when they saw the elder like this.

Come on, who is afraid of who? Meng Xingyu looked at the elder provocatively.

"Elder, do you compare? If you don't compare, go away. After all, those who come to smash the field and can't get chips don't deserve to come to my dark night Pavilion. " Feng Yu Qin said coldly.

"You want to die." The elder said.

"It's you who's looking for death." Feng Yuqin's voice was colder, and her whole body was sending out a terrible breath: "take out the chips, I can't compare, if you can't take out the chips, go away!"

The elder's face became more and more gloomy. The people next to him pulled him again and reminded him not to be angry.

He held back his anger, took out a storage bag and said, "here's my bet. You can have a look."

Feng Yuqin took over a sweep and said, "elder, are you sending beggars?"

The elder was so angry that he was about to vomit blood again and took another storage bag.

Feng Yuqin was still dissatisfied: "if this is your chip, you can really get out. I have to open the door to do business in the dark night Pavilion. I don't have time to spend with you."

The elder gritted his teeth and took out two top-grade storage bags: "this is all my last possessions. If you are no longer satisfied, I will think you dare not compete with me."

Feng Yuqin said coldly, "I said, if the chips are enough, I will compare. If the chips are not enough, I have no time to accompany."

With that, Feng Yuqin took the storage bag. When he looked at the treasure inside, he said sarcastically, "would you be despised if you had taken out the two top-grade storage bags earlier?"

At the same time, Feng Yuqin thought that many valuable people in the Western Song Dynasty might have been in the elder's storage bag.

More than she thought.

"Can we compare now?" The elder asked coldly.

"You won. The dark night Pavilion belongs to you. I sold myself to the alchemy Union for 50 years." Feng Yuqin said, "I won. I own your storage bags, and you... Make an announcement. Your elder is not as good as my dark night Pavilion master."

The elder said coldly, "I have four storage bags. There are countless treasures in them. You are greedy enough to want them all. You are not afraid that you have too much appetite."

Feng Yuqin said with a smile, "you don't have to worry about it. Even if I can't eat it alone, don't there still be old Zhao?"

The elder looked at old Zhao and said, "are you going to go against the alchemy Union?"

Zhao Lao shook his head: "to be exact, we are on the side of the Lord of the Qin Pavilion. Whoever opposes the Lord of the Qin Pavilion is our enemy."

Meng Xiucheng also nodded: "old Zhao is right. We stand in the Lord of the Qin Pavilion."

Oriental orange smiled with a romantic face: "I also stand in the Lord of Qin Pavilion."

The elder looked at Dongfang Zhizhi and asked suspiciously, "didn't the Oriental City Lord always not participate in common affairs?"

So what is the relationship between the Oriental orange and the Lord of the dark night pavilion?

Dongfang Zhizhi said, "there is always the first time. Today is the first time I participate in common affairs."

The elder now began to doubt whether he should investigate the background of the dark night Pavilion first?

However, when everyone else came and everything was settled, it was impossible to leave so disheartened.

So he looked at Feng Yuqin and asked, "what level of alchemist are you?"

Feng Yuqin picked her eyebrow: "you want to challenge me, but you don't investigate what level of alchemist I am?"

"I've seen that the highest level in your shop is level 3. But you're so young. I can't count you as a level 2 alchemist at most, but I can't let other level 3. Alchemists in your shop compete with me. After all, I'm going to challenge the leader of the dark night Pavilion today." The elder said.

"It's shameless. It's obvious that he is level three, but he wants to provoke such a young Qin Pavilion master." Meng Xingyu hissed and said with great disdain.