Wen Mo stood on the stage, her mood was a little solemn, she thought about how she showed her feet, and forgot her nervousness for a while, her expression was calm. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

This made the audience finally a little optimistic.

When Wen Mo was brought into Xiang's house, there was already a rumor outside: an apprentice who had only been working for a month was selected by the young master of the Xiang family as a contestant, and the young master of the Xiang family had reached the end of his rope......

The words are endless. The gambling game opened, and the victory of the Wei family accounted for the vast majority. Only a small number of people close to the Xiang family pressed Xiang Cong's side in order to show their sincerity.

The odds on both sides of Wei Ping and Xiang Cong have reached 1 to 10.

Now seeing Wen Mo so calm, those who pressed for Satoshi's victory seemed to see a little hope, and shouted one after another, so that Wen Mo must win.

Wen Mo was on the stage, her voice was too mixed to be heard clearly, she collected her mood and was observing her opponent.

The opponent is a young man, who doesn't look big, sixteen years old, dressed in a plain but faintly gorgeous cyan robe that should have been dressed by Wei Ping.

The hair is very neatly combed, smooth and shiny, and there is some osmanthus aroma.

Wen Mo said in his heart: This person shouldn't still be powdered, right? A man...... Oh no...... It's a boy......

Her nose moved, her mind wandering, and she didn't stop walking until she walked across from the man.

"In Xia Qinglan. The person on the other side clasped his fist and saluted Wen Mo, the smile on his face false and ugly.

Wen Mo's eyes picked out without a trace, the corners of his mouth hooked, and his beard moved. She replied with a smile: "Look up for a long time, look up for a long time, and be silent below." ”

Qinglan smiled, but she believed Wen Mo's polite words.

Although he Qinglan was only sixteen years old, he was the top of the apprentices in the Wei family's alchemy workshop, and he was already equivalent to a quasi-pharmacist.

The pharmacist in the pharmacy was already preparing to accept him as an apprentice, and there was only one apprenticeship ceremony left.

He was a little proud, he was only sixteen years old, his future was immeasurable, and his talent was not low, if it weren't for this bet, he would already be an apprentice of a pharmacist.

However, he has some regrets, in fact, he wants to go to the Xiangjia pharmacy more, the Xiangjia pharmacy is the real big pharmacy, and the Wei family is much better.

The most important thing is that the Xiang family's medicine shop has an alchemist!

Qing Lan thought about it, his talent was so high, if he entered the Qiqian Medicine Refining Workshop. It will definitely be valued by the alchemist and accepted as an apprentice!

But he was just a poor boy at the beginning, and he knew too little knowledge, and when he was tested in the Qiqian Medicine Workshop, he didn't pass the first level and was deleted.

However, he was not a person who gave up easily, so he turned around and entered the Wei family's alchemy workshop at a great price. For the sake of shame, he only slept for two hours a day, and he did not sleep when others were sleeping, and he had already gotten up when others got up.

Fortunately, on the Xuanhuang Continent, there are some cultivators, and it is rare for them to die due to lack of sleep.

With his hard work, he finally caught up with others, finally surpassed everyone, finally entered the sight of the upper echelons, and finally let the people of Qiqian Alchemy Workshop know about him!

He clenched his fists, he must win this time, he wanted to prove to everyone that it was not that he was not qualified to enter the Qiqian Medicine Refining Workshop, but that the Qiqian Medicine Refining Workshop had no vision!

His eyes suddenly burst into a strong light, and the perseverance made Wen Mo a little moved.

Silence's attitude suddenly became serious.

Originally, because of the inheritance of the Wen family, she was not interested in this gambling contract.

She knows far more than the average person, and even some pharmacists can't compare to her.

But she looked at the boy with a resolute look in front of her, and she suddenly felt that she should respect her opponent, and only by respecting her opponent was the greatest respect for herself.

A light also burst out in her eyes, and the indifference on her body instantly became sharp, and the momentum of the two of them met in mid-air, forming a storm.

Wen Mo's strength reached the perfection of the disciple, and the strength of the other party was similar to her, so the momentum of the two was entangled in the sky above the fighting arena, and a tornado blew on the ground, and the powerful people sitting in front of the audience sat calmly, and some of the weak ones hurriedly suppressed their hair and clothes.

Xiang Cong and Wei Ping sat on both sides of the fighting ring, one on each side, each with a big chair, and two tender beauties next to them, serving them tea and pouring water.

However, the beauties on Xiang Cong's side were squeezed away by Funing and Fuqing.

I saw Xiang Cong take out a box similar to a food box from the storage bag.

When the box was opened, a set of delicate carved tea sets was placed inside, and there was a small red clay stove.

Fuqing placed the teapot on a small stove and filled it with spring water.

Winmer's side has entered the white-hot stage, and the strength of the two is equal, and in the end, it depends on the length of their persistence.

If it was really true, Wen Mo would still have a better chance of winning, and her soul purity made her control over her strength much better than that of ordinary people.

Bang!

The two suddenly collided together, and the tornado instantly turned into a tornado, the two exchanged eyes, sharp eyes looked at each other, through the tornado in the middle, Wen Mo could see that there was not the slightest nervousness on each other's faces.

But Wen Mo was already sweating a little.

She frowned slightly, took a step forward under her feet, and said in her heart: Is there anything else that the other party can't do?

When she thought about it, she became more attentive, her eyes were serious, and her body leaned forward slightly, so that it would be more convenient to borrow her strength.

The tornado blew on the countertop, instantly disrupting the medicinal herbs on it, and all the medicinal herbs were mixed up and messy.

"Not good!" Xiang Cong called out violently, and he stood up and looked at Wei Ping fiercely.

Sure enough, I saw the unrestrained smile on Wei Ping's face.

Bang!

Another loud bang. The platform where the medicinal herbs were placed also collapsed, and the medicinal herbs flew all over the sky and fell into the dust.

Xiang Cong clenched his fists, his eyes narrowed, and he stared at Wen Mo above.

Wen Mo was also helpless. The moment the medicinal herbs flew up, she retracted her momentum, but the other party didn't give her a chance, and the momentum attacked her face, and she couldn't retract her momentum to let the other party attack herself.

But who knew that the other party was just a false move, and immediately withdrew it. Her momentum was gone, and she rushed over at once......

That's the consequence.

"Brother Xiang, it seems that we have to change our approach. Wei Ping shook his head helplessly, "I'm afraid we have to add one more of our three games, let them sort out these medicinal herbs first." In the middle of the fighting ring, one person on one side, see who is the fastest ......"

Xiang Cong glared at the other party coldly, but he couldn't refuse, because the last move was Wen Mo's handiwork.

If he speaks, he will be caught, and then he will come up with something else!

He nodded and said, "Of course you can, we have never been afraid of anyone!"

He tilted his head proudly, and the corners of his eyes showed a gloomy look.