(Thank you Ziming, Li Moxuan, I'm not a beauty!) The pink of classmates and zhukov classmates~! ）

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"Jasmine! Jasmine! ”

A girl with short fiery red hair, shouting from afar, her white neck stretched out, holding a thick tome in one hand, waving wantonly with the other, without noticing that the loose excessive robe fell to the side, revealing a large area of milky white skin.

Stood still, turned around, and looked at her innocently and helplessly, "Denise ......" glutinous voice was full of weakness no matter how you heard it.

The girl with the morning sun on her back, her skin is as white as porcelain, with a faint and hazy light, she has shiny hair that hangs down to the buttocks, thick dark green, naturally curved and curled, the color of her pupils is the same as her hair, her long eyelashes flutter softly, and her nose bridge is upturned and her pale pink lips make this delicate girl feel a little more elegant.

Her face was small, only the size of a palm, and her contours were very deep, and her eyes seemed to be extraordinarily focused, as if there were waves rippling in it when she looked at people steadily......

The two of them wore robes of the same color and style, and the feeling of width was even greater on her, and it was loose and loose as if it had misrepresented the costume of a giant.

"Why don't you wait for me?" The red-haired girl named Denise complained, and when she ran over, she naturally wrapped her free hand around the woman's arm, pulling her forward, and talking non-stop.

"We've got to hurry, or we're going to be late again."

"It's all Brady's fault, if you drag me to some prom, my poor dancing shoes are scrapped again!"

"You know, the provost is married, my God! You can't even imagine who she's marrying. It turned out to be a nobleman who had been lost for three generations! If it were me, I would definitely not agree to this marriage, and the nobleman who has nothing to do is left with a good name, so it is better to marry a rich businessman......"

She listened quietly, nodding or smiling at the moment when the red-haired girl's words paused, and the other party became more and more energetic. And so it goes. Entered the classroom when he stepped on the magic clock to tell the time.

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"Ladies and gentlemen, keep an eye on your beakers, they're your eaters!"

"Oh my God! Miss Denise. Are you sure you know what you're holding in your hand? It's not a fragrant ale that spews beautiful foam at a ball, I'm sure you don't put it down. The unstable potion inside will surely squirt at your pretty face. "The professor of pharmacy, with a big beard, stared at the student who shook the beaker as a wine glass. Panting heavily, he blew his beard one by one, obviously angry.

Denise looked at the beaker in her hand with a puzzled expression, the white viscous liquid and cyan scraps in it were shaken very evenly by her, at least, she thought so, this was the best she had ever done. The next step is to put it on the fire net to heat up, now put it down. Isn't it a waste of all your work? The previous qiē and qiē were all done in vain.

Is it really, really going to squirt? Her uncertain gaze wandered back and forth between the old professor and the beaker in her hand.

Biting his lip, he lowered his voice and asked in a low voice: "Jasmine, Jasmine, can you really spray?" ”

"Jasmine...... Answer me......"

I really want to hold my forehead and use body language to express my deep sadness and helplessness.

What kind of physique is she, why would she provoke such a headache chick?

In other words, Miss Denise, the most difficult person in the Alchemy Academy, why do you look at her so pleasing to the eye!!

On the first day of school, when she was still at the school gate, she stuck to her desperately, and she also helped her beat away the wicked people who coveted her beauty, but in fact, the seniors who were kind enough to help were beaten by the iron fist of this red-haired chick for no reason.

God knows, how could the daughter of the Great Sword Master come to the Alchemy Academy to study.

Alchemy has become more and more lonely, and there are many people who work this road, but only two or three kittens can be remembered.

What they are learning is a relatively advanced potion, a stone skin potion.

To say that it is advanced, that is for freshmen like them, who have only been enrolled for two years, this is already the most difficult one they can do.

At the same time, it is also a mandatory exam for the completion of elementary pharmacy.

A person who can't even make stone skin potions, dare to say that he has studied pharmacy?!

The classroom was quiet, only the sound of shaking beakers, liquid flowing, and the muffled voice of the red-haired chick did not have a hidden effect at all, but attracted the attention of all the others.

Mo Dye Yi looked at the scrapped liquid in his hand regretfully, and said with a bitter face: "You should listen to the professor......"

The beaker fell on the table, and Denise looked panicked and quickly left the place, not forgetting to pull her closest best friend.

"God, pharmacy is so dangerous, who the hell invented this damn stone-skin potion!" Denise was almost running with the man, and behind the two men, there was a constant clanging crash, a muffled thud, followed by a flurry of footsteps, and the angry roar of the old professor of pharmacy.

What Mo Dye Yi thought in his heart was that the professor's Zhongqi was really sufficient, looking at this, there would be no problem at all in teaching for another decade or two.

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Ink-dyed clothes handed over the money bag a little numbly, wanting to cry without tears.

She thinks she's a pretty rich person, no matter where she is, but since she was hooked up with Denise, her purse has been shrinking.

Nikelus, who brought her to the continent of Odin, is a nasty necromancer, and can probably only find a remote place to hide in the deep mountains and old forests, and continue his great career of herding the undead.

Helena went to work in the town's chapel and became the most popular pastor in the town, but even if she took over the job of the town's church, she couldn't afford her increasingly overbilled bills.

She had already used the materials from the elemental realm for a lot of money, and if she sold those valuable materials in this peaceful town. The consequences are not going to be too rosy.

"Honey, I swear this is the absolute last time!" Denise swore an assurance, her eyes shining with a light called sincerity.

Believe in you to have a ghost!

Ink-dyed clothes silently read in his heart.

Before she could finish her feelings and make a complete break with the hapless child, Denise went to the banquet to welcome the prince like a swallow.

She's constantly lucky. Angry at the prince who came out of nowhere. This is an unusual town, such a town, there are not a thousand but eight hundred in the Cadiz Empire, except that the fragrant ale wine here is more popular in several large cities around it. Or because it's so cheap, this town called Hammer God, there's nothing special about it. Could it be that some prince is here to find Cinderella?

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In fact, when Inkdyed Clothes saw Nickles again, there was a kind of daytime ghost. The feeling of digging up the grave and defrauding the corpse.

"You? Prince? "She was stimulated a lot, how could she not pinch the two identities of necromancer and imperial prince together.

At this time, Nickles did not wear a mage's robe, but long black leather boots, a straight red military uniform, a long sword with a decorative meaning far greater than other meanings pinned to his waist, and there was no place for his hair to be inlaid with gems. The curly short hair was neatly combed back and shiny. It seems that there is no less hair wax, and the design of the stand-up collar makes the lines of his face a little more heroic, and the whole person looks extraordinarily upright and spirited, and the gap between the pale and gloomy necromancer who used to deal with the bone frame is too big.

"Dear Jasmine!" Nickles took a deep breath, as if he smelled the fragrance of flowers, and looked intoxicated, "This is really a cute and charming name. ”

Ink dyed clothes only feel all over the body, is it necessary to use this expression and tone? Could it be that the Odin Continent also has a theory of colliding with evil spirits?

"Staying in this small town, I really wronged you, in fact, I think the imperial capital is more suitable for you to live, and it is convenient for me to take care of it nearby, after all, we still have a hundred years of contracts, don't we?" Nickleus's silver-gray eyes were tender, and his voice was as gentle as water, "I am willing to fulfill my promise, dear Miss Jasmine, I wonder what you think?" ”

"Not good." Ink dyed clothes decisively refused, "You ask me what I think?" I can tell you for sure, the intention is very bad! ”

She didn't wait for Nikkles to speak again, and said quickly: "There is no such thing as you giving me a lease in our contract, I want to remind you, Mr. Mage, that is a contract concluded with me, I am your employer, and you are the one I employ, for this, I have paid a price that is enough to make any magician on this continent tempted." ”

Ink Dye Yi pointed at his chest and said softly, "That Holy Blue Crystal will make the entire continent crazy, you should know this better than me." ”

"What's so good here? Don't you want to see more of this continent and appreciate the scenery of various places? ”

"I do it when I want to."

"You're not interested in alchemy, you know, the best school is in the imperial capital!"

"No hurry, I haven't finished my elementary pharmacy yet."

"Pharmaceutics? Sky! You're wasting your time! Nickles was in a hurry, it was not easy for a cultivator from another continent to have a "hobby", and he never had the luxury of developing a second one.

What the wise man left behind would have left her far behind in enchantment, and damn it, if he wasn't sure, he'd have dug out what he wanted out of her pretty head!

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