The saliva fell on the face of the second attendant, and he didn't dare to wipe it at all, only dared to smile and say, "That...... Why did that Xiang Cong leave...... Little stupidity...... Please also ask the young master to point out the little ......"

This attendant No. 2 nodded when he spoke, his whole body was full of soft bones, Wei Ping's saliva fell on his face, he was not unhappy at all, but he looked like he was enjoying it. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Wei Ping squinted at the flattering smile on his face, and snorted him again, "You're really a cheap bone." ”

He sat back in his chair, leaning back, "Do you need to talk about that?"

"Xiang Cong, that guy is not a fool, it's no good to leave now, isn't he lost face by me in vain when he leaves? Do you think he will be willing?" Wei Ping and Xiang Cong have been fighting for so long, and they still have some understanding for him.

Follower No. 2 rubbed his face with his sleeve and leaned up again, "But he's about to lose, right here, isn't it even more faceless?"

Wei Ping listened, his body froze, his face changed, he looked at him, and kicked at him, "You know why don't you hurry up and chase people!"

"It's not your ......, young master," the second attendant touched his ass a little aggrieved.

Follower No. 1 noticed that his young master's face was wrong, and hurriedly grabbed Follower No. 2, "Young Master, let's go now, let's go!"

Attendant No. 1 dragged Attendant No. 2 and jumped off the platform where they were, and hurried away.

Wei Ping kicked the person next to him again, annoyed in his heart. He didn't think of that at all.

Xiang Cong, a face-saving person, if he finds out that he is going to lose, he will definitely leave quickly!

He clenched his fists, and kicked the rest of the ground, still unhappy!

He glared fiercely at the stage and said to himself: Hmph! What if you escape? If you should lose, you still have to lose, even if you run away, you don't have to give me what I want to get! You swore an oath!

When he thought of this, he felt that he was very smart, and he had sworn that it was the right thing to do. In this way, Xiang Cong can't run away!

He sat down satisfied, his face calm again, crossed Erlang's legs, and hummed a song comfortably.

On the stage, Qing Lan's movements became faster and faster, and he even used spiritual power in his hands, directly using spiritual power to pull and place medicinal materials.

The layman couldn't see the doorway inside, but felt very powerful, screaming and cheering.

Only the people in the gambling house remorsefully hammered themselves. Why are you so cheap, but you want to open this gamble?

It's a game that you can tell at a glance who loses and who wins.

Wen Mo's fingers were also used to the limit, and the coordination between his divine sense and his hand became more and more sensitive, and every movement was extremely precise.

And as time passed, Wen Mo's consciousness became almost instinctive, like her eyes, and everything was imprinted in her mind, and the distribution of medicinal herbs and the appearance of each medicinal herb were clear.

She was getting better, barely noticing the reactions around her.

There was only one thought in her mind: quick, quick, quick! faster!

Only by being fast can you win the other party.

The opponent was much more powerful than she had imagined.

"The aura is injected into the fingers through the tendons and veins of the hand!" Mu Tian's voice resounded in Wen Mo's mind.

Wen Mo's divine sense was used quickly, and before his brain could react, the aura had already reached the tips of his fingers.

"Use your divine sense to disperse your spiritual power into filaments and radiate it through your fingers. Mu Tian continued to guide.

At the same time that Wen Mo's divine sense was released, the pale white aura between her fingers also went out. Wherever the consciousness goes, the aura goes.

"Take it back!" Mu Tian said lightly.

As soon as Wen Mo's divine consciousness moved, the aura released was controlled and rolled back the medicinal herbs that his divine consciousness saw.

When the herbs were placed in the right place, Wen Mo's eyes lit up.

She has a total of ten fingers, and each finger controls an aura, which means that there are ten aura, and she can control at least ten medicinal herbs at a time.

Her hand did not let go, and she paid attention to Qinglan with a trace of divine sense.

Qing Lan's strength, if there is no adventure, is not enough to form a divine consciousness release, and it is impossible to directly control the release of spiritual power.

Therefore, he and ordinary people used their spiritual power to control their spiritual power, and they could only control up to four medicinal materials at a time.

So Wen Mo's speed suddenly increased, and it didn't take a stick of incense time to surpass Qinglan again.

The audience kept looking at Qinglan and didn't notice Wen Mo's speed at all.

It wasn't until Liao Shanqiao glanced at her that he was startled by Wen Mo's speed and said softly.

The scene was quietly and engrossed in watching Qinglan's performance.

But Liao Shanqiao's soft voice was very abrupt, and everyone's eyes were immediately attracted.

When they saw it, they all sighed softly, what was going on?

The pill boxes on Wonmer's desk were neatly piled up, taking up most of the table.

"Why is the pill box floating in the air?" said one of them, glaring in surprise, watching as if he were watching a play.

The light white aura used by Wen Mo was difficult to see in the sunlight, as if it were transparent. The people sitting in the audience are even more

Their eyes widened in amazement, and they kept looking at Wenmer, trying to see how powerful Wenmer was.

Originally, Qinglan was still more powerful, but under Mu Tian's guidance, Wen Mo's speed was much slower than before, but his efficiency became higher.

The aura flowed from her fingertips, turning into a little white light, and up close, it looked like the stars were scattered.

Liao Shanqiao's eyes were slightly surprised, why did it take only a while, this person named Wen Mo became so powerful? Could it be cheating?

He looked suspiciously at Wimmer's desk.

Wen Mo pulled ten or even many medicinal herbs in one go, and as soon as he put them down, he brushed his right hand to write down the records.

Liao Shanqiao is not only unbelievable, it is simply the kind that absolutely does not believe.

It's just an apprentice, did you still have an epiphany? It suddenly became so fast? Or was it because he was clumsy before, and he found that his opponent was more powerful, so he took out the hidden tricks?

He grew up and watched, for fear that he would miss it.

The people in the audience, some of the powerful ones injected spiritual power into their eyes in order to see more clearly, and they could see clearly in an instant.

"It's Reiki!"

"Reiki, are you kidding?"

"It's the same as Qinglan Gongzi......"

"Where is it, this bearded man is more powerful, you look at him, he can control five kinds of medicinal herbs with one hand......"

Qing Lan was originally classifying as quickly as possible, and suddenly found that the attention of the people around him was not on him.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Wen Mo's movements, his face sank, and the resolute peace on his face disappeared without a trace.

The movements of his hands couldn't help but slow down.

Warmer's is getting faster and faster.

"Childe, Mi is back......"