Chapter 208 The last round of the game is over

Mu Tian touched Wen Mo's head and replied with a smile: "Laugh often, isn't it?" ā€

Wen Mo tilted his head uncomfortably, and said with a smile: "Naturally, it's good, smile for ten years!" Laugh when you want. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

Mu Tian smiled again, with satisfaction in his heart.

Wen Mo quietly raised her eyes, and Mu Tian's shallow smile made her heart beat a few steps faster.

But seeing his faint body, her heart was half cold, and the smile on the corner of her mouth was a little reluctant.

Is the teacher really okay? Is it the sequelae left by excessive consumption of spiritual power in the secret realm?

She lowered her eyes, not letting Mu Tian see the complicated color in her eyes.

Mu Tian couldn't notice the change in her mood. But he doesn't have a good solution to his physical problems now. I can only work hard to absorb spiritual power and strive to make my body recover faster.

"I'll work hard to earn Yuanjing!" Wen Mo said suddenly. She looked up and smiled, clenching her fists to cheer herself up.

She thought clearly, since it was a lack of spiritual power, it was always right to replenish so much spiritual power!

The murmur window faced the courtyard, and the clear moonlight filtered in through the cracks in the window, shallow and shallow on the ground, reflecting the carved shadows of the windows.

I don't know if Wen Mo's smile is too bright or the moonlight is too bright, Mu Tian was dazzled by the scenery in front of him.

A ray of light poured into the heart, stirring the infinite wind and clouds.

He was just stunned for a moment, the smile on the corner of his mouth became much larger, his eyes were warm and doting, and the coldness on his body seemed to have never appeared on him.

"Okay." He said.

In Wu Lianzhen's prison, the person who had harmed Wen Mo with the fryer was left hanging in one breath.

His body was sour, his clothes were crumpled, and under him were yellow urine stains that had long since dried.

Mayor Tian didn't let him be punished, he recruited everything, even when he was five years old, he peeping at the aunt next door taking a bath.

But his body looked worse than the torture.

After only two days of hard work, the eye sockets have sunken, and the shape is withered, as if they have been repaired.

His whole body was paralyzed, as if he had been paralyzed. His eyes were full of fear, and his whole body was weak, but he looked around nervously.

"Don't come here! Don't come here! He screamed, "Ah! Help me! Don't bite me! My meat is hard to eat! Don't eat me! ā€

The prison guards were gathering together, drinking wine and eating supper.

"He can't be crazy, right?"

"It should be. Since yesterday, he has been yelling not to come. It's as if I've seen something. ā€

"What will it be? Could it be that there are ghosts? One grinned.

"No kidding?" The other touched the goosebumps on his body and shook his body.

No one in this world has ever seen a ghost for a long time. Ghosts, that's just legendary creatures.

"Haha! Regardless of him! We continue to drink. One waved his hand impatiently, his face flushed with a strong smell of wine.

"Come on! Drink! Drink! ā€

"Drink!"

In the prison, the screams are still ringing. But for these cell bosses, it's just accompaniment music, and they've long been used to it.

When the sun was rising, the drunken cell boss did not hear any more screams, and said to himself: I have been hungry for two days, and I finally have no strength, right? It's okay if you don't have the strength to scream. Although I am used to these sounds, I always listen to them, which makes people uncomfortable.

The thought just flickered, and the drunken cell boss fell asleep on the table.

The alchemy event is still being held.

This round of competition is no longer alchemy, but discernment.

Most of the number of people had been eliminated in yesterday's game, and only fifty-eight remained. Ten out of fifty-eight are to be chosen, almost one out of six. Everyone was nervous, it was the most crucial round. This will determine whether or not they can compete in the county and determine their future potential in the eyes of others.

Mayor Tian divided the people into three groups, two groups of twenty people, and one group of eighteen people.

President Miya, Mayor Wada, appeared in the audience at the end of the audience, and they looked at the contestants from the central production area and nodded with satisfaction.

Especially Mayor Tian, he sighed in his heart, fortunately, there are a lot of people left, otherwise this time he will lose face.

The cubicles on the central field have all been demolished.

Now on top of it were fifty-eight tables, each of which contained paper, ink, pen, and inkstone, as well as five emerald green jade bottles.

Seeing that everyone was ready, the palace chief said in a loud voice: "Today is the last round of the competition, and the event of the competition is Distinguishing Dan. Distinguishing pills, as the name suggests, is to identify pills.

This time, the elixir was prepared by our Alchemist Guild, and everyone's elixir was the same. There are a total of five kinds of pills, and the medicinal materials needed to refine the pills are identified, as well as the uses of the pills. The game lasts for one hour. Now, the race begins! ā€

As soon as his words fell, a stick of incense was lit, green smoke rose, and everyone held their breath, not daring to make a sound, for fear of affecting the contestants.

All the contestants couldn't wait to pour out the elixir from the jade bottle and distinguish it.

There are three main steps: one look, two smells, and three tastes.

To look at the color and texture of the pill from a distance, and to distinguish the grade of the pill. Smelling is to get close to the pill and smell the smell of the pill and identify the general medicinal materials in it. Tasting is to scrape off a layer of powder on the surface of the pill, taste the taste, and confirm the medicinal materials and the effect of the pill.

The color of the first pill is gray-brown, similar to the color of ordinary pills, and if you look closely, you can find that there are two lines on it, that is, two lines of pills, and the grade is not certain.

Wen Mo's movements were unhurried, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he took the pill in his hand and looked at it carefully.

She didn't start writing, but looked at others leisurely.

The audience is still waiting for Wen Mo's performance, thinking that her alchemy is so powerful, and the Dan must be extraordinary.

When they found that Wen Mo was just pinching the elixir, not like others, or meditating, or frowning, they couldn't help but be a little anxious.

But no matter how anxious they were, Wen Mo still came at his own pace, calm.

She was in the corner of the stage, there was no contestant on the right, and the contestant on the left was number two hundred and five. He had been looking at the pill viciously since he got the pill, his eyebrows were deep, as if this pill had a deep hatred with him, and he couldn't wait to melt the pill with his eyes.

"Look, Zhao Xin has already started writing!" Someone suddenly spoke up.

In this game, there is no enchantment opened, so the voices of the outside audience can be heard clearly.

Wen Mo looked over curiously, and sure enough, No. 158 had already begun to write.

The one hundred and fifty-eighth is Zhao Xin. It's a white-skinned man, who doesn't look very old, in his twenties, but it's really not clear how old he is.

Wen Mo knew this Zhao Xin. In addition to her, this Zhao Xin is another dark horse.

And the most coincidental thing is that he is the one who changed his voice and gave Qin Yu face in the crowd that day.