Emperor's fiery demon queen

Qi Tuan looked carefully at the old man in front of him. He saw that the old man's face was slightly pale. At first glance, he would think it was caused by not basking in the sun for many years, but a closer look would show that he was short of Qi and blood.

He is not easy to handle. Although his hair is all white, his face is not half silk and old. His eyes are very deep, his eyebrow is very deep, his eyebrow lines are clear, his facial features are very deep, and his body is steady and steady with a few years of deposition.

His clothes seem simple and ordinary, but in fact, his materials are very precious, and there are dark and complex patterns engraved on them. It's just that it's not easy to see because his clothes are black.

Although he didn't know how to refine tools, he was surrounded by a great master of refining tools, so Qi Tuan knew that the clothes the old man was wearing were actually a magic tool, and the patterns on them were not for decoration, but for rune seal cutting.

the rich.

vulgar tycoon.

And in a high position.

When she talked about the treasure Pavilion, the emperor immediately noticed the killing. Qi Tuan immediately guessed the identity of the old man in front of her.

She rubbed the heaven eating ring and turned to look at the emperor. She saw that the emperor gently nodded and obviously guessed the identity of the old man.

The two people just made eye contact for a moment, but they almost finalized the old man's origin, purpose, and even their next actions.

Of course, the old man couldn't see so many things. He just frowned slightly. He felt that the young girl and youth in front of him seemed more dispensable towards himself.

"Can little girl cure my disease?" frowned and thought for a moment. The old man asked in a deep voice. He didn't think Qi Tuan was talking nonsense because she was young.

"A little trouble." Qi Tuan Tuan smiled, not in a hurry to elaborate.

However, the old man's eyes flashed slightly and subconsciously sat up straight: "what a big trouble?"

A little trouble, that is, it can be cured!

He has been struggling with his illness for nearly ten years. As long as he can cure it, the trouble is only minor details for him. No matter how big the trouble is, he won't take it to heart.

Qi Tuan Tuan shook his fingers: "how big the trouble is depends on the individual. Enough money, enough medicine and enough time. Eradication is not a problem, and subsequent meridian nourishment is not a problem."

The old man knew in his heart that the other party meant that with enough money and medicine, she could not only help him detoxify, but also help him bring back the damaged meridians.

The old man couldn't help being a little excited. If he could do so, he would do anything.

But he was used to being cautious and said quietly, "little girl, you know, even the four great pharmacists can only help control my disease, but I dare not say that I can cure it."

Qi Tuan narrows his eyes slightly and excites him.

She knocked on the table: "if I said that a pill can cure your disease, do you believe it?"

The old man was stunned and didn't believe it: "how many years have you studied medicine? How many years have you been refining medicine? How many pharmacists are you now? Can you see the gap between the pills of each grade?"

Qi Tuan raised his chin and said, "I'm not a talented person. I've studied medicine for less than two years."

The old man's eyes sank, and the people around him looked confused - isn't this a trick? Less than two years? Isn't he still a medicine refining apprentice?

The old man looked heavy, but before he said his harsh words, he felt a sense of danger.

Jun Jiuli's eyes were as black as ink, and he said faintly, "I've been practicing for no more than 30 years."

He spared words like gold and didn't say a word more. With his strong spiritual pressure, he shut everyone's mouth.

The old man's face changed slightly. He thought that the young man was at least 75 years old. After all, the youngest spiritual emperor he had ever seen was 80 years old.

The old man's eyes changed several times and finally arched his hands: "it's amazing that he is such a young Linghuang. I'm short-sighted. I'm full of talents. It's not unusual for genius to be a teenager."

Jun Jiuli looked indifferent and ignored him, but at this moment, no one dared to blame him for his arrogance.

The spirit emperor is an existence that ordinary practitioners can't live up to. Now they see two at once. Everyone is cautious when watching. How dare they say anything.

The old man doesn't think he is disobedient. Such a young spirit emperor deserves the careful treatment of the whole Qi spirit emperor. After all, youth means unlimited possibilities.

But now when he looked at Qi Tuan again, he was more cautious: "I don't know if it's convenient for the little girl to tell me how many herbs you are now?"

With a soft smile, Qi Tuan Tuan was quite embarrassed and said, "I have general talent and slow progress. Now I'm only the third grade."

Third grade?

Still?

The old man looked at Qi Tuan and thought about the young man around her. Suddenly, he was very jealous.

If such two children were born in his family, he will try his best to cultivate them. Within ten years, these two people will become the two pillars of his Cang family and let him go to a higher level!

Yes, Cang family, this old man is the current owner of Cang family, cangping, the second master of Cang family.

He had been out all the time. He just came back today. He didn't expect to get such an unexpected joy.

Cang Ping thought for a moment and said frankly, "the little girl has amazing talent on the way of medical treatment. To tell you the truth, my disease is really torture. Therefore, although I think you are young, since you dare to sit here, I want to have a try."

He was a bachelor. He expressed his doubts. Only when he saw the effect could he admit her medical skills and the signboard of the medicine garden.

Qi Tuan didn't beat around the bush with him. He turned to look at the emperor and read out the names of medicinal materials one after another.

The emperor's pen moves like a dragon and snake, and his regular script moves like clouds and water. There is domineering and restraint between the lines. Under the collision of the two contradictory temperament, each word looks particularly good-looking.

Seeing that the old man was going to get the prescription, Qi Tuan raised his hand and pressed it: "one hundred thousand gold. One pill. The prescription is not for sale." elder martial brother's calligraphy is to be collected.

The old man was stunned.

The people around were also stunned: "don't you mean to see a doctor for free?"

Qi Tuan smiled softly: "the medical fee is exempted, and the medicine fee is taken care of by himself."

She ordered the paper on the table and smiled: "is it difficult for me to give a four product pill to someone who can be cured by four product pills for free? Then I'll die."

The road has been pointed out to you. Do you want Ben Shuai to hold you?

Who do you think you are?

The crowd came back and laughed.

That's the reason!

However, a pill costs 100000 gold, isn't it too cruel?

Most of the first-class elixirs start at 10000 gold. Only a few special first-class elixirs that are extremely difficult to refine will soar to 100000 gold.

The most important thing is, for diseases that can't be cured by four pills, is one pill really OK?