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Gu Qiqi's eyes stared in surprise at a golden floor vase behind the gray-robed man.

The extravagant and expensive vase didn't take much of her attention, and what she couldn't take her eyes off was actually the unique and delicate bouquet in the vase-

The thick black petals, like the tail of a phoenix in the night, curl into an elegant and charming arc, arranged in layers around the stamens, the stamens are also black, and even the little pollen on them is also black!

The breeze blew, and the black pollen slowly spread out like a mist, as if a black incense was burning in the main hall!

It's weird!

Black Dead Flowers!

Gu Qiqi's heart moved, and five words jumped out.

This medicine palace is really magical, the black afterlife flower that almost does not exist in the world is actually a casual decoration here.

It can be picked for decoration, which means that there are many, many more.

The strength and wealth of the Medicine Palace are really unfathomable.

Gu Qiqi remained silent and gave Lisa beside him a look.

Lisa was not as calm as her, her big eyes were staring at the black dead flower, and the whole person was about to fly over.

Get that black afterflower!

The prescription is completely ready, and my sister's illness will be saved!

However, the moment she came into contact with the gray-robed man, the cold aura suddenly extinguished all her hopes.

It's so scary, the gray-robed man's eyes are so scary, she only thinks of four words for a while, "Death is coming".

You can't blame Lisa for being too weak and cowardly.

At this moment, at both ends of the long dining table, almost all the participating pharmacists couldn't help but tremble.

The aura of the gray-robed Great Medicine Master was too powerful to deter these people who were also elites in various countries.

"It's very rude to look at the deacon. Let me remind you! Behind him, the brown-robed pharmacist suddenly spoke, his tone a little serious.

Everyone hurriedly lowered their eyes and did not squint.

Sure enough, the cold pressure was relieved a little.

Lord Deacon......

The deacon, who is like a god of death, is said to be the owner of this medicine palace, and is also the owner of the power under the president of the Great Medicine Master Guild and above ten thousand people.

It is also said that the deacon is the next president, and in the near future, no one will be able to surpass his power!

Gu Qiqi had already withdrawn his gaze from the black afterlife.

She didn't look at the cold deacon again, although she thought that this person was a little familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere, and it was obvious that the face was unfamiliar!

This kind of oppressive aura, even she has an aura that she can't resist, there are definitely not many people in the world who have it, where have you seen it?

Gu Qiqi was just curious for a moment, and then sent the little dirty turtle to action: "When the meal starts in a while, you go and get a black rebirth flower back for Lisa, and the action is lighter." Don't be found by that man. ”

"Good drops, Lord Silver!"

The little turtle happily agreed.

At the end of the long dining table, on the main seat, the gray-robed deacon raised his hand gloomily and signaled that the dinner had begun.

There was no music, no program, no toasts and no opening remarks, and a silent dinner began.

One by one, the servants were like lifeless puppets, mechanically bringing plates of delicate dishes into the hall and placing them in front of everyone.

Watch as you finish eating and then remove the plate for the next dish.

This complicated etiquette is really unbearable, and in order not to keep the servants behind them from staring, everyone has to make a quick decision and try to clean up the food on the plate as much as possible.

Eating like this is undoubtedly dull and painful.

Gu Qiqi was not hungry, so he directly resorted to a trick, threw all the food into the space, and didn't eat a bite.

And the gray-robed deacon on the throne ate every bite.

At this time, he was sipping a cup of seahorse blood swallow soup.

The little dirty turtle saw him bury his head in the soup, and quickly shot out like an arrow, and slipped to the golden vase opposite him in disguise by the thick cloth under the table.