This is not a simple piece of braised pork.

At the bottom of Murong Ziyue's heart, a warm feeling swelled up.

"Murong Ziyue, you dare to foul the law and take the pill."

Jin Shenben was still looking at the joke, waiting for Murong Ziyue to make a fool of himself, but how did he know that Murong Ziyue suddenly held a stove.

In that stove...... Jin Shen secretly swallowed his saliva, what kind of elixir is it, it will be so fragrant?

During the martial arts test, you can't use pills, lest some candidates cheat and temporarily improve their cultivation.

"Jin Shao, which eye did you see that Ziyue was taking the pill, and it was just her breakfast. People are iron, rice is steel, Ziyue didn't have time to eat breakfast in the morning, and it was a foul to eat a little? General Zuo, is there a rule that you can't eat? ”

Xin Lin's face was straightforward.

General Zuo sent someone forward to inspect the Danmu stove, and found that there was indeed only one piece of meat in it, and there was no problem with that piece of meat or the ingredients of the pill, it looked like it was just a piece of braised pork that was a little too fragrant.

"There is no rule that you can't eat."

It was also the first time that General Zuo had seen anyone eating at the site of the martial arts test.

Murong Ziyue didn't hesitate, and swallowed the braised pork in one gulp.

In the square, there was a sound of swallowing saliva, and there was only one voice in the hearts of the candidates, who really wanted to taste the taste of that piece of meat.

As soon as the braised pork was entered, Murong Ziyue's body shook slightly.

The oily but not greasy taste melts in the mouth, and a piece of braised pork goes down, which makes her body quickly rise with a warmth.

In her limbs, her true qi was recovering little by little.

Murong Ziyue was grateful and glanced at Xin Lin.

"Don't look at me like that, I'll think you're in love with me."

Xin Lin said with a smile.

"What's so big about a piece of rotten meat, my chef makes it much better than that piece of meat."

It was already Chu Miaoyun's turn to assess, but thanks to the braised pork from Fengxi, everyone's focus was on Xin Lin and Murong Ziyue.

This made Chu Miaoyun, who was bent on being in the limelight, very dissatisfied.

She pouted, inferior people are inferior people, they haven't even tasted spiritual food, how do they know what is called delicious in the world.

Chu Miaoyun walked in front of the Dragon Teng Monument, her pretty face full of confidence.

She raised her palm, just about to inject her true qi into the Dragon Monument.

But she breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly felt empty in her body.

What about the true qi in her body?

On Chu Miaoyun's beautiful face, the color of blood faded with a bang.

She couldn't believe it, all the true qi in her body was gone.

"Chu Miaoyun, don't be sluggish."

General Zuo urged.

"I, the true qi in my body is gone. I'm a Xuanwu. ”

Chu Miaoyun said hesitantly.

Obviously, last night, the true qi in her body was still very abundant, how could it be that as soon as she arrived in front of the Dragon Teng Monument, the true qi was gone.

"Chu Miaoyun, what kind of cultivation you are said doesn't matter for you, Longteng Monument has its own decision."

General Zuo said unhappily.

Chu Miaoyun was helpless, and slapped her palm towards the Longteng Monument.

But on the stone stele, there was no reaction at all.

"She's not really angry at all."

"I'm embarrassed to say that I'm a Xuanwu."

"Seeing how beautiful she looks, it turns out that she is a liar."

The candidates burst into laughter.

"No, I'm really a Xuanwu. It must be, someone must have framed me, I must have been poisoned. ”

Chu Miaoyun was angry and anxious, and she rushed to General Zuo.

"Miss Chu, your father is Imperial Doctor Chu, who dares to poison you."

General Zuo didn't have a good airway.

Because of the situation, he still found someone to diagnose Chu Miaoyun.

~ Yesterday rushed to 3,000 votes, thank you, tomorrow there are still many votes, so I will add more. This book, Dafu is indeed written under pressure, although the results are not very good, fortunately, there are still people who read it, and comfort themselves~