After Li Siwen finished speaking, he stretched out his right hand and opened the palm of his right hand.

With a bang, a faint blue flame appeared in the palm of his hand.

Mu Qingfeng exclaimed: "Oh my God, this can't be a dark blue cold flame, right?" ”

Although he did not specialize in alchemy, the name of the pharmaceutical master was not in vain, and a large part of the pharmaceutical industry was occupied by alchemists in ancient times, but in modern times, with the development of modern science and technology, even if he did not use an alchemy furnace, he could refine the best medicine pill through scientific and technological means, so he slowly forgot the top profession of alchemist in ancient times.

The so-called alchemy is definitely inseparable from fire, and the fire of alchemy is divided into red flame, blue flame, and purple flame according to the color of combustion. Among them, the red flame is the most common, the combustion temperature reaches 3000 degrees, the blue flame combustion temperature can reach more than 5000 degrees, and the purple flame burns at a temperature of more than 7000 degrees.

However, not to mention the purple flame, even the blue flame can only be produced with the help of modern tools, and Mr. Li actually gave birth to a blue flame with a flip of his right hand. really stunned Mu Qingfeng.

"Fart, how can this kid's hands give birth to a blue cold flame, our ancestors of the Du family did it alone, how could a young man like him do it." Du Qinghai said.

"To put it mildly, even if the ancestor of your Du family is resurrected, he will still kneel on the ground and call me Immortal Venerable."

As soon as this sentence came out, Li Siwen's body had its own majesty, and because of the blue cold flame, the temperature of the entire room instantly rose a lot, and most of the people who had skeptical eyes before had changed, and they knew at home that the flame in the young man's hand could not be fake.

However, there is one person who still doesn't believe it, he is Du Qinghai who was slapped in the face just now.

Du Qinghai said loudly: "Don't believe him, the flame in his palm is absolutely fake, he must have used his palm to apply some chemicals, what phosphorus powder and the like in advance, and it spontaneously combusted when he saw the light, which is a common trick used by street jugglers, don't be deceived." ”

"Oh, really?"

The flame in Li Siwen's hand did not mean to be half extinguished, it still maintained the same flame size as before, if it was phosphorus powder, after the powder was slowly burned off, the size of the flame could only slowly become smaller, how could it not change at all?

And people with a little common sense know that the ignition point of phosphorus powder is very low, so the temperature of the flame is also very low, but because of the blue flame in Li Siwen's hand, the temperature in this room has been raised by at least ten degrees, and many people have begun to feel hot and sweaty.

"Do you want to try it with your hands to see if the flame in my hand is real or fake?" After Li Siwen finished speaking, he squeezed Du Qinghai's hand and brought his fingers close to the flames.

"Ahh With an exclamation, Du Qinghai quickly withdrew his hand, his fingers actually didn't touch the flames, but in this way, his fingers had been burned into charcoal, and the skin on the back of his entire hand was like dead wood, turning into dry skin, and his hand became red and swollen in an instant.

He hurriedly hid his injured hand behind him, pointed at Li Siwen and scolded: "You, you, you are a junior who doesn't know what to say and knows a little carving skills, you dare to do this to me." ”

Li Siwen clenched his right hand into a fist, the flame in his hand disappeared, and he opened the palm of his right hand again, and the flame appeared again.

Everyone in the room, except for Du Qinghai and Duan Ning, had already admired this young man beyond measure.

"That is, Master Du said that I am a small skill of carving, then I will bother you to perform a stunt that is more amazing than mine, of course, Master Du's unique skill will definitely amaze everyone, right?"

Li Siwen grabbed Du Qinghai's right hand hidden behind him.

Everyone thought it was incredible, just now I saw that Du Qinghai's right hand was burned by the blue flame in Li Siwen's palm, especially the index finger, which was almost burned to charcoal, and the entire right palm was red and swollen, but now Du Qinghai's right palm, except for the index finger, there are still some traces of burning, and the entire palm has returned to its original state, and there is no redness and swelling at all.

"This, this, Master Du's hand, Master Du's hand was red and swollen from the flames just now, why is there nothing wrong now?"

"It's just, all of a sudden."

Du Qinghai was not ashamed but said proudly: "That's, don't look at who I am, the title of medical saint is not for nothing, can a mere flame hurt me?" ”

Li Siwen looked at Du Qinghai coldly, pinched Du Qinghai's hand, and used a little force, Du Qinghai, a very thin veteran, felt especially painful, as if he was about to be pinched off.

Soon Du Qinghai couldn't parry, his arm couldn't exert his strength at all, and his arm was paralyzed.

Snap, click, a small white thing fell out of Du Qinghai's sleeve, and as soon as the little thing hit the ground, it began to slowly and regularly move around on the ground, its whole body was white and transparent, leaving a little ice slag where it passed.

"This is, thousand-year-old cold silkworm?" Mu Qingfeng said.

It's not that Mu Qingfeng deliberately talks a lot today, but what appears in this room today, except for Du Qinghai, only he has seen it, and seeing that the business bigwigs and political bigwigs standing around him have blank expressions, Mu Qingfeng had to speak.

And this thousand-year-old cold silkworm, even Mu Qingfeng is the first time to see it with his own eyes, all he knows about this thing is called 'thousand-year-old cold silkworm', which is also the relevant records and pictures seen in an ancient book, in fact, even Mu Qingfeng himself has not seen it with his own eyes, what does a living cold silkworm look like.

The small thing, which was only the length of an ordinary person's small finger, slowly squirmed its somewhat round body, crawling on the smooth floor, and was gently lifted up by a hand.

Leng Silkworm was lifted between his fingers by Li Siwen and said: "I just said why Liang Yongsheng hasn't woken up yet, it turns out that this little thing is a ghost, Master Du, what else do you have to say?" ”

Of course, Du Qinghai knew what Li Siwen was talking about, and was directly hit by Li Siyu's trick, but he did not panic, but behaved very normally, and asked with a bewildered look: "What are you talking about, I don't understand at all, this cold silkworm is the heirloom of our Du family, I saw that Mr. Liang's high fever did not go away, and I was ready to take it out for him, and now you say that Mr. Liang's high fever does not go away and it is related to the cold silkworm in my hand, isn't it a contradiction." ”

"You sloppy, let go of Master Du, you don't have the ability to wake up my uncle, but blame Master Du here, what's your intention."

Duan Ning rushed over and slapped Li Siwen is palm, Li Siwen pulled Du Qinghai, and when Duan Ning's palm was about to fall, Du Qinghai was just used as a shield by Li Siwen.

Seeing that it was hitting Du Qinghai's body, Duan Ning suddenly withdrew his hand, and said again and again that he was sorry, he didn't dare to offend Master Du, who could save his uncle.

"In the end, who is saving people and who is harming people, there will only be judgment later, I tell you, there is nothing wrong with the medicine I gave you." Li Siwen said that he didn't want to explain anything, because before the misunderstanding was eliminated, every sentence he said now Duan Ning would only feel that it was his quibble, and would not seriously judge the truth of the words.

However, Li Siwen didn't want to say it, it didn't mean that his friend didn't say it, so if he could take a step forward, he said to Duan Ning: "Master Duan, I think there must be some misunderstanding between you and Li Shizhu, in fact, all of us here, as long as we have a little common sense of pharmacology, should know that the higher the temperature of the flame, the higher the purity of the refining pill, and after taking it, people can give full play to the medicinal effect." ”

"Think about the person who can give full play to the cold fire of the dark blue, come as soon as he beckons, and wave away, will he do this more to harm others? And he used the elixir he refined to harm people, why didn't he just burn the other party to death with flames, and there was no proof that he would die to ashes, fast and good, why bother? ”

If he can finish speaking, Mu Qingfeng continued to add: "I have only known Mr. Li for more than half a year, but I dare to vouch for my personality, Mr. Li is an upright person, and he has never been the same, no matter how big the obstacle is to the person he wants to save, he will save the person, maybe you don't know that my granddaughter was kidnapped by the wolf killing organization half a year ago, and it was Mr. Li who rescued me, so that my granddaughter would be safe and sound, and Huanyu Group would not fall into the control of foreign underworld forces." ”

There was a sigh in the room, and everyone was a little afraid, if Asia's largest pharmaceutical group was controlled by foreign underworlds, their group of people would very likely die, because no one knew whether the medicine they were taking today was an antidote to a disease or a poison to kill.

Mu Qingfeng continued: "Mr. Li has always treated the enemy with a knife and is very decisive, just like the previous big clean-up incident that happened in the Hongdao Martial Arts Pavilion, dozens of karate masters were present, Mr. Li only relied on the strength of one person, and he didn't use enough for half an hour, so he gave the Hongdao Martial Arts Pavilion a pot and cut off Qingtian Hongdao's head with one palm. ”

Wow~!

These bigwigs in the house had long heard about the largest martial arts hall in Tongzhou, the Hongdao Martial Arts Hall opened by the Dongying people, but no one knew who destroyed the Hongdao Martial Arts Pavilion.

Of course, this matter is really happy for the martial arts people in Tongzhou, because Qingtian Hongdao relies on his Dongying people to count countless enemies in Tongzhou, and even makes the disciples in the martial arts hall often provoke other martial arts halls, and the general trend of Xuanxiang karate is above all the martial arts in Huaguo, usually everyone dares to be angry with this person, because they have the protection of international friendly people, and the most important thing is that they really can't beat others.

When I knew that the scourge of Qingtian Hongdao was cleaned up by the masters, I had a lot of fun with the martial arts people in Tongzhou, but I didn't know who did the good deeds, as long as I checked deeply, I would fall into the fake news that the salt gang had come out, and I couldn't find out the truth of the matter at all.

Now listening to Mu Qingfeng's words, everyone present is even more solemn and admired Li Siwen's attitude.

"If what Mu Lao said is true, I also think that this great Mr. Li will not be able to harm Mr. Liang, if he really wants to harm, with his ability, why bother to act in such a drama in front of everyone."

"Isn't it? Since Mr. Li can clean up the Qingtian Hongdao that we have been unable to clean up in half an hour, why would he harm our Tongzhou boss Mr. Liang? It doesn't make sense. ”

"What are you kidding, a master who can play with the blue flame in the palm of his hand, killing someone is not easy for him, why does he work so hard, is there really nothing to do?"

When Duan Ning heard these words now, he deeply felt that the big guys standing in this room were all talking to Li Siwen, although he was also a little shaken, but his uncle was like this now, how could he trust Li Siwen again.

"I don't count how he is, but he hurt my uncle, and my uncle hasn't woken up yet, and he can't deny that."

Duan Ning's words just fell.

With a snap, the glass at the head of Liang Yongsheng's bed fell to the ground and shattered.