"What do you think you are?" the man grinned and kicked Wen Mo, and picked up a stone and threw it on Wen Mo's head, "Come on, aren't you me, what am I doing?" I'll tell you. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Wen Mo clenched his fists fiercely and looked at him with anger in his eyes.

"Do you know who you're looking at?" the other couldn't help but laugh when he saw that Wen Mo dared to stare at him.

"Someone hit the head of the young master of the Xiang family again. There was a lot of talk.

"Yes, since the death of the eldest young master of the Xiang family, no one has been able to control the young master, and during this time, many people have suffered......"

"Hey...... The eldest young master of the Xiang family is really ......"

"Hey, I heard that the eldest young master of the Xiang family died by taking the wrong medicine......

"Who knows?"

……

What they didn't notice was that the little young master of the Xiang family, who had kicked Wen Mo, had his fists loose and tight, tight and loose, and his expression was a little gloomy.

The person next to him noticed the change in him, his heart tightened, and he shouted loudly: "You are endless!

Suddenly, the scene was silent, and he took several steps back, not daring to speak again, not even a trace of dissatisfaction, which showed that he was afraid.

Wen Mo didn't expect that as soon as he entered the town, he would meet the people of the Xiang family.

She frowned slightly, looking at the obviously gloomy young man in front of her, and her heart was inexplicable. Is this fate? Or is it a narrow road?

The young master of the Xiang family is named Xiang Cong, and he usually admires his brother Xiang Yun the most, since his brother died, his mood is cloudy and rainy, and it has not been sunny, whoever hits his hand, he has to roar.

Wen Mo patted the ash on his body, looked at Xiang Cong, and secretly decided not to do much, and took one step at a time.

Xiang Cong listened to the discussions around him, his mood suddenly became rotten, and he didn't want to stay any longer, so he left after a few words.

The death of his brother was a big blow to him. It's not because of the lack of backers, but because the elder brother who took care of him since he was a child is gone...... He couldn't accept it.

Thinking that no one had been nagging in his ear since then, the first thing he felt was not that he was exhaling, but like a thunderbolt that made him lose his move.

Xiang Cong is only ten years old, tall and big, if you look at it from the perspective of Wen Mo's previous life, he is taller than an adult, about 1.8 meters.

If Wen Mo knew his age, it is estimated that his heart would be shaken, and the corners of his mouth twitched, this is completely gigantism!

Xiang Cong, walk up,

After he left, the scene was lively again.

Some people don't care about him, "just relying on the status of the family......"

"You're wrong, he relies on the eldest young master of the Xiang family. But it's hard to say later...... Hehe......"

"Don't say that, the little young master of the Xiang family hasn't done anything bad, the eldest young master is dead, how can you ......" A girl's eyes widened with dissatisfaction, and her face was flushed with anger.

"Xiao Yezi, the little young master of the Xiang family helped you once, and you will be on the job. The girl next to her had always been at odds with her, and when she heard this, her words were full of mockery.

"You ......" Xiao Yezi's face turned even redder, and his eyes were a little red, as if he was about to cry.

"Humph!" the other girl glared at her arrogantly.

……

Wimmer was soon forgotten. She quietly withdrew from the crowd and exhaled inwardly. Not being paid attention to is the best for her now.

She walked in the crowd, secretly observing this Wu Lianzhen, who she had only been to twice.

The street is wide, and the path paved with cyan stone slabs is smooth and clean.

If it were in ancient China, this project would have been very large.

"Let's go, the Qiqian Alchemy Workshop has recruited apprentices!" a person hurriedly ran over with interest, and his voice was very loud.

"Really, didn't you just recruit two months ago?" asked one of them, confused.

"I don't know, it's started anyway, don't say it, go and ......" Before the words were finished, the person was gone.

Wen Mo's heart moved when he heard this, should I give it a try?

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that it was feasible.

She had heard that the town's alchemy workshop often recruited some alchemy apprentices to help organize the medicinal materials. If you are lucky, you may be accepted by the pharmacist, and if you are more talented, you may become a disciple of the alchemist, even if you are only named, it is definitely better than anything else.

Wimmer thought of this and decided to give it a try.

She stopped someone and asked, "May I ask where is the Qiqian Alchemy Workshop?"

"Qiqian Alchemy Medicine Workshop, you also want to see the excitement?" The person who was stopped was obviously going to see the excitement, so when he saw Wen Mo stopping him, he didn't get angry, but pulled Wen Mo away.

Wen Mo was a little uncomfortable, the person she stopped was a middle-aged man, who looked ordinary, and the clothes on his body were also ordinary. But, after all, it was a man, which made it difficult for Wen Mo to adapt.

But she pretended to be a man with thick eyebrows and a black face.

"This is it, you see, it's already begun. The middle-aged uncle pointed to the crowd of people around and spoke excitedly.

"This time I was lucky, I came to the block, and it just started. Hurry up, let's go ahead a bit. The uncle pulled Wen Mo inside, Wen Mo was passively pulled, and he couldn't resist!

She couldn't help but blacken, she couldn't even compare to the strength of an ordinary-looking uncle!!!

Wen Mo burst into tears in his heart, but with a grateful look on his face, "Thank you, uncle." If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have found a place. ”

"Big ...... Uncle...... Uncle!" the middle-aged uncle's eyes widened and he exclaimed, and the people around him were immediately attracted and looked at him.

"I'm sorry, my uncle and I got lost, so I can't help but be a little nervous. The middle-aged uncle nodded and bowed, pressing Wen Mo together.

The people around pursed their lips when they saw this, and they shifted their gaze, now the apprentice trial of the Qiqian Alchemy Workshop is the most important.

The middle-aged uncle pulled Wen Mo and whispered, "Where the hell am I like an uncle!!"

Although the voice was relatively small, Warmer could hear the roar and anger in it.

She was a little embarrassed, a little unsure, "Could it be the uncle?"

Thinking that this is the world of cultivators, it is normal to maintain a good appearance, is grandpa different and looks very young?

"Big ...... Uncle ......" The middle-aged uncle almost exclaimed again, and the dissatisfied eyes of the people around him glared at him, and he quickly covered his mouth, pretending to look around innocently, as if looking for someone who was exclaiming.

It wasn't until the people around him turned their heads that he exhaled and whispered softly in Wen Mo's ear: "Where do I look like an uncle!

"Isn't it?" At this time, even if Wen Mo was stupid, he could hear the madness of the middle-aged uncle.

"No! Of course not! I'm only eighteen! I'm definitely younger than you. The middle-aged uncle looked at Wen Mo angrily.

Winmer looked at him, not convinced, "You lied to me, didn't you?"

"I didn't lie to you!"

"Uh...... I can't imagine that there are people who are as young and old as me, hehe. Winmer smirked and changed the subject. "I'm only sixteen, and they often say I look like I'm in my thirties and forties......"

The uncle looked up and down in disbelief, and finally because the people from the Qiqian Alchemy Workshop came out, he had to give up and continue to struggle.