Chapter 12: Is It Obvious?

Without waiting for the Ninth Princess's Hemostatic Pill to be released, the crowd that had originally gathered in the Tianning Pharmacy had already flowed to the Treasure Pavilion. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The palace maid Birui's nose was crooked, and she cursed hatefully: "I don't know which one of them didn't open their eyes, and dared to steal the limelight from my princess." ”

"Birui, don't talk nonsense. The Ninth Princess put away the Hemostatic Pill that she had worked so hard to refine, and there was a confident smile on her face: "The Purifying Pill has very high requirements for the refining environment, even if the master alchetes, we are not allowed to make the slightest sound, I am curious, who is so arrogant." ”

"I think the Treasure Pavilion must be a trick. Bi Rui spoke out indignantly and held grievances for the ninth princess.

"Who made my ninth sister so unhappy?" At this moment, a hearty laugh came.

Seeing the man from far and near, riding a snow-white unicorn with a noble bearing, the ninth princess had a smile and coquettishness on her face, and said sweetly:

"Second brother, you're finally back. I thought you only needed Sister Xian'er, not Yulian. ”

Bi Rui even rushed to perform: "Back to His Royal Highness the Prince, it's not the Treasure Pavilion, and I don't know where to find an alchemist named Youying, who actually slapped our ninth princess in the face in public, threatening to refine the marrow cleansing pill in public, you say it's ridiculous?"

"Just check it out. With a wave of his hand, Prince Nangong Chu pulled the ninth princess onto the horse.

The two rode together, escorted by more than a dozen guards, like stars holding the moon, and headed in the direction of the Treasure Pavilion.

……

Outside the main hall of the Treasure Pavilion.

Sister Mei's face finally showed a satisfied smile.

A sentence of alchemy, the popularity of the Treasure Pavilion, is back.

The ninth princess is beautiful, but the elixir she refined is too inferior.

It's nothing when there is no comparison, but if it is compared with the marrow washing pill, the hemostatic pill? Obviously, you can directly use cheap hemostatic herbs to heal the wounds, who still takes the chicken ribs of the hemostatic pill?

The Myelin Cleansing Pill is different, the change in qualifications affects the cultivation speed of a lifetime.

Which is more attractive, one can imagine.

Although the beauty of the Nine Princesses is a rare beauty in the world, the alchemist Youying of the Treasure Pavilion has a mysterious state, which shows the nobility of the alchemist.

She is as slender as a fairy, wearing a moon-white dark pattern pharmacist robe is even more solemn, although the silver mask covers the whole face, but it reveals a pair of cold and dusty eyes, which makes people can't help but want to take off the mask to see what kind of peerless face it is.

And when she was alchemizing, she was not as careful as the ninth princess Nangong Yulian, but more like doing it casually.

But her alchemy technique is like flowing water, without the slightest obstruction, and looking at it is the ultimate enjoyment of listening to fairy music.

Originally, Sister Mei, the shopkeeper of the Treasure Pavilion branch, was already in place behind Feng Xingying, and was ready to act as a foil for her in person.

First, it is mysterious to use words to set off the alchemist Youying, and secondly, to further introduce the wonderful use and difficulty of refining the marrow cleansing pill, so as to build momentum for Youying and the Treasure Pavilion.

But later, as shrewd as Sister Mei, she wisely chose to shut up.

Feng Xingying's movements are so perfect that they can't be destroyed by words, just quietly watching her alchemy is a kind of enjoyment.

And the perfect action of alchemy adds a bit of mysterious beauty to her.

On the towering attic of the Treasure Pavilion, the two people who were originally playing against each other stopped their chess pieces at this time and quietly looked down.

"Brother Qin knows her?" one of the men in white said lightly.

The person sitting opposite him was dressed in black as standard, and even the chess pieces in his hand were black, but I don't know if his heart was also the same color.

The man in black did not deny it, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, with a little inexplicable joy: "Is it obvious?"

The man in white didn't answer, which was a tacit acquiescence.

He just followed Qin Molin's gaze and quietly looked at the mysterious woman downstairs who was concentrating on alchemy, and after a long time, he said quietly:

"The Holy Taiyin, its name is Youying. ”