Monster Editor: I can create evil gods

Hearing this, Qingyu's face eased down, and said lightly:

"He may be able to heal my old wounds."

"Teacher, you..."

Lin Huo covered his small mouth, and suddenly thought that Qingyu had been seriously injured in a relic exploration more than ten years ago, and his strength had always been stuck at the Sage-level beginner.

"Can he really do it? After all, the Grand Priest Xuanshi also said that he couldn't do anything about your injury. "

Perhaps, I have searched for the alchemists of the entire Northern Alliance, and none of them can solve the dark wound in the body, and the forging of colorful glazed liquid has been tried many times even by Xuanshi, but I am not sure that it will be created..."

Qingyu sighed, after saying this, she clearly felt that her left chest began to ache faintly again.

"Since he can forge such a healing potion." Qing Yu looked at Lin Xiaoworm, carefully felt the steady aura exuded by the other party, and said in a deep voice, "I guess that his attainment in alchemy is probably not under the Xuanshi!" "

Hiss....

Even if he was optimistic about Su Ziyu's forest fire in his heart, after hearing this appreciation from his teacher, he couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

The Xuanshi in Qingyu's mouth is another chief priest of the God of War Church, proficient in alchemy and forging, a very famous alchemist in the Northern Alliance, and also a master level.

Since Qingyu said that Su Ziyu's alchemy attainment was not lower than that of the Xuanshi Main Sacrifice, it was a very high evaluation.

Thinking that his teacher was also amazed by Su Ziyu's alchemy, Lin Huo couldn't help but feel happy in his heart, and a smile bloomed on his face.

"Don't be silly, find a way to contact him."

Qing Yu glanced at his apprentice and said softly.

"Ah, good."

Lin Huo hurriedly answered, but suddenly thought that the only contact information he had was to pray to the Funeral Venerable, and then deliver his message to Su Ziyu through the Funeral Venerable.

But now that Qingyu and Sakura were in the room, it was inconvenient for her to contact Su Ziyu in this way.

Although Su Ziyu didn't say it, Lin Huo Huo knew, and Su Ziyu didn't want many people to know that he was connected to Funeral Venerable.

This can also be understood by forest fire.

After all, the current world is still ruled by the Church of Orthodox God, and the rest of the wild organizations normally do not want to appear in the world of extraordinary people with great fanfare.

"Huh? Why not contact yet? Seeing

that Lin Huo lowered his head and his face changed brightly, Qing Yu couldn't help but ask.

"Uh..." Lin Huo smiled awkwardly and scratched his head, "I don't have his contact information.

"Now young people, are they all in love like this?"

Qing Yu sighed helplessly, staring at the forest fire, a flash of anger flashed on his face, "Then what do you say?" "

This..." Being stared at by Qingyu like this, Lin Huo hurriedly stiffened his head and said, "I know where he is, we can visit in person..." Hearing this

, Qingyu looked out the window, and there was a trace of longing hidden in the depths of her deep eyes, that dark wound had been haunting her for too long!

Sighing heavily, Qingyu said slowly:

"When you are discharged from the hospital, we will pass."

Seeing that his teacher was so relaxed, both Lin Huo Huo and Sakura widened their eyes and looked like they had seen a ghost.

Since entering the Qingyu Gate, the two had never seen Qingyu showing such a posture.

Even in the face of several decision-makers at the top of the church, she looked terrified.

It's just that Qingyu really has no way, looking all over the Northern Alliance, that dark wound has been plaguing her for more than ten years!

You know, during this period, her realm not only did not have any growth, but also regressed every year!

Qingyu couldn't continue to endure such torture, so when he knew that Su Ziyu's alchemy was so accomplished, the piece of solid ice called Tsundere in his heart also moved.

With her back to the two of Lin Huo, Qingyou reached out and rubbed her face, rubbed all the expectation and excitement on her face, and returned to that master-like indifferent look again.

"You recuperate, I'll go help the little worm call the doctor."

The Qingyu Lord Priest continued to walk out of the ward with a cold face.

"Yes, teacher."

Watching Qingyu leave the ward, Lin Huo and Sakura looked at each other, both showing a wry smile.

Qingyu just doesn't want to show his weak side in front of students.

She was always so strong.

......

......

For the next three days, Su Ziyu lived extremely comfortably.

During the day, he accompanied Ruan Xiaoqi and others to play together, and at night flew to the top floor of the castle alone, bathed in moonlight, and cultivated spirituality.

After a few days, Su Ziyu obviously felt that his proficiency in running [Apocalypse of the Night] was almost on par with the other two.

The day on the invitation is approaching day by day, and Su Ziyu also cherishes the time spent playing with Ruan Xiaoqi and the others.

Until today, the arrival of the forest fire disrupted Su Ziyu's leisure plans.

For the arrival of Lin Huo Huo and the others, Su Ziyu did not make any preparations.

Let Greed lead a few into the hall on the first floor, each sitting down in its seat.

Su Ziyu's gaze swept around and quickly fell on the Qingyu Lord Priest.

What he didn't expect was that this high priest of the God of War Church actually came over!

This lineup, Xingshi asked the sin?

But nothing really happened between me and your precious apprentice!"

Su Ziyu suddenly felt that he was playing drums in his heart.

After calming down for a while, after Annie brought the fruit plate and tea, Su Ziyu collected her thoughts, maintained the pride of the owner of the castle, and slowly asked:

"Several, what happened here?"

Qingyou glanced up at Su Ziyu sitting on the main throne, and was secretly shocked in her heart, although she is not old, she can still maintain such calm in front of me, this heart and tenacity, maybe I didn't find the wrong person.

Qingyu raised his eyebrows, and glanced at the forest fire imperceptibly.

Receiving the teacher's secret message, Lin Huohuo's body suddenly trembled, looked at Su Ziyu, and said softly:

"Ziyu, I haven't thanked you for what you sent earlier."

"Oh, those things?"

Su Ziyu waved his hand indifferently, "It's nothing, I'll leave Jiangcheng in two days, which can be regarded as a gift before parting." "

Huh? Are you leaving Jiangcheng again?

Lin Huo was stunned for a moment and asked anxiously.

"Well, go out and do something."

Su Ziyu nodded, thought about it, and comforted him again, "I will come back in a few days, if you are bored, you can come and play with Xiaoqi." "

Oh."

Lin Huo pouted, the haze on her face flashed, she knew that she came today to ask for medicine from the teacher, shook her little head, threw these children's lovers out of their heads, and asked softly:

"Ziyu, you... What level has your alchemy reached? "

Rank?"

Su Ziyu was stunned for a moment, and his face was full of confusion.

Seeing that Su Ziyu's confused look did not look like a fake, Lin Huo and Qingyu glanced at each other, and they both saw the puzzled look in each other's eyes.

An alchemist who even knows his own rank?

After a moment of silence, Lin Huo continued to explain:

"The Alchemist Guild can rate the rank, you... Haven't been there?

"No

..." Su Ziyu shook his head, "You can treat me as a wild fox Zen..." Hearing Su Ziyu

call himself so, Qingyu frowned and wondered:

"But how can you refine a high-level healing potion, and the shot is so generous, even Xuanshi can't do it like you."

Advanced potions? Su Ziyu suddenly showed enlightenment, shook his head and said, "That's not difficult, just practice casually, and it's successful." "

Uh..."

This remark made the two of them have black lines all over their heads.

In the end, it was Lin Huo Huo who took the lead in breaking the awkward atmosphere, she waved her small hand and said

, "Let's not talk about the grading matter, since you can refine these potions that only sixth-level alchemists can make, can you help me refine a bottle of colorful glass liquid?"

"Colorful glass liquid?"

"My teacher..." Seeing Qingyu nodding to herself, Lin Huo explained, "She was seriously injured before, and she needs colorful glass liquid to completely heal the dark injury, if you are willing to accept it, we will also give you a satisfactory price." "