039 Who is destined 1

Everyone looked towards the stage, only to see Fang Shishi's expression unchanged, concentrating on controlling the flame and burning the big bowl.

A faint puff of smoke rises.

Everyone in the audience was shocked, and they all stared at the smoke closely.

The lord of the ninth floor still sat indifferently and drank tea, and his expression did not fluctuate in the slightest.

A teenager couldn't help but jump on the stage and leaned over to the big bowl to watch.

The young man suddenly wailed: "Oh, I'll go, this is burning the table, and I thought the water was boiling." ”

Everyone in the audience was speechless.

"Is that okay?!"

"Alas, I thought this beauty was destined for someone, but I didn't expect it to be an oolong."

"Waste my expression, I'm still happy for her."

"This fire control technique is too bad, so many people in front of me haven't seen anyone burn the table."

"This is a talent, let her boil water, she will cook the table."

"Hahaha....."

.....

The people in the audience talked a lot, and Fang Shishi on the stage calmly collected the flames.

In the same way, she held out her finger to test the temperature of the water in the large bowl.

Finally she shook her head and walked off the stage with a blank face.

As soon as Fang Shishi stepped off the stage, the voice of the shopkeeper sounded at the same time: "The next tester, Feng Ji." ”

Feng Ji smiled and walked to the stage.

She threw out a flame, and the crimson flames instantly enveloped the bowl, causing the crowd to exclaim.

"Wow, Immortal Fire, the highest level of flame."

"This should be a fateful person, if even the most powerful immortal fire can't boil the water in the Dan furnace, then I guess there should be no destined person in this world."

....

The ninth-floor master, who had been drinking tea indifferently and didn't pay attention to the situation on the stage, also stood up and looked at Feng Ji.

After about a cup of tea, sweat began to break out on Feng Ji's forehead, and her face turned slightly pale.

Just when everyone thought she couldn't hold on.

Suddenly, she took out a handful of Shi Yuan Dan from her storage bag and stuffed it into her mouth like money.

Everyone was stunned by her operation!

Take pills to replenish spiritual power?!

People haven't thought about it at all, is that okay?

Someone couldn't help but shout loudly: "Ninth floor master, this Second Miss Feng doesn't have enough spiritual power to take pills, is it considered cheating?" Are you going to disqualify her? ”

The ninth floor lord just smiled slightly, and said with a smile: "No, any pill can be eaten, and even several people can try it together, but if it is successful, how to divide this Dan furnace is none of my business in the Phantom Building." ”

The Phantom Building said so, and everyone stopped making noise.

The people who had tested it were all annoyed, regretting why they didn't think of taking pills to replenish their spiritual power?

As soon as the Origin Pill was put into his mouth, Feng Ji's face instantly recovered, and the crimson flame seemed to be a little redder.

Little by little, time passed.

Everyone stared at the stage with blazing eyes.

As time went on, everyone's eyes became sour.

Looking at the big bowl again, there was still no change, and everyone's tense spirit slowly slackened.

Chu Li stood in the distance and looked at Feng Ji on the stage, and said with a smile: "Second Miss Feng is really smart. ”

Feng Ji only had the cultivation of the peak of the Origin Realm, and without the blessing of the elixir, she would not have lasted that long.

Fang Shishi and Hong Yan did not speak.

Both of them didn't like Feng Ji, so naturally they wouldn't praise her.

Fang Shishi felt that Feng Ji was scheming, insidious and cunning, and her disgust with her was a little more.

Feng Ji ate handfuls of pills one after another, and the time for three teas had passed, and Feng Ji's face was as usual, still burning the big bowl.

In a secret room on the second floor of the Phantom Building, a steward stood at the window and frequently peeked below.

A white-clothed young man sat cross-legged on the ground in the secret room, and he slowly breathed in.

After a long time, he opened his eyes and saw that the steward had a faint expectation on his face, and he couldn't help but ask, "Has anyone tested it?" ”

The steward saluted respectfully to the young man in white and said, "Yang Protector, no, but there is a woman who has been trying. ”

The white-clothed young man closed his eyes again and said lightly: "The Great Elder said, this is not a matter of time at all, if the flame is strong enough, the kung fu of one cup of tea is enough to boil that little water." ”

The steward nodded.

In fact, he was also very puzzled why the headquarters suddenly gave such a treasure to the Yunshan City Branch, and also came up with such a strange gift rule.

Is it to promote the Phantom Building?

But the Phantom House is famous enough to be completely unnecessary.

Although the steward was puzzled, he didn't dare to ask, and just continued to peep downstairs.

In the hall, in the anticipation of the crowd, Feng Ji finally collected the flames.

The pills in her storage bag had been consumed, and she had no spiritual power to hold on.

After she collected the flames, everyone in the audience looked at the bowl eagerly.

Feng Ji cautiously put her fingers into the bowl, as if she knew that the water in the bowl was hot.

This move has aroused enough anticipation from everyone.

Those who stood close couldn't help but crane their necks to look, and their eyes almost popped out.

Feng Ji's outstretched hand was slow.

At this time, a middle-aged man couldn't stand Feng Ji's long-winded behavior, and rushed to the stage in one step.

Without saying a word, he slapped Feng Ji's hand away, and the entire palm of his hand reached in.

Suddenly, he froze! His eyes stared straight at his half-soaked palm.

There was silence for a while, and a pin drop could almost be heard.

Everyone's eyes stared at the middle-aged man without blinking.

Maybe not long after, maybe after a long time, a voice in the corner sounded slightly: "Roast chicken is delicious, slippery!" One more! ”

All:......

Everyone's heads slowly turned, looking at the source of the sound.

I saw a stunning woman half-leaning and half-leaning on a handsome man in white, her eyes closed tightly, and her mouth slushing.

Suddenly, everyone's expressions were as if they had been struck by lightning.

The scene is so tense, you are sleeping on a horse?!

Can you be serious?

In front of everyone's eyes, the handsome man's originally peaceful eyes suddenly turned cold, and he said loudly: "You are not allowed to look at it, look at my baby again, I will kill you." ”

The words are full of threat, but the tone is slightly childish, like that of a child.

There was a burst of laughter.

Suddenly, someone whispered: "This person's name is Beibei, he is a fool, more than 20 people from the Feng family stopped him that day, and he killed them all in one go!" ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone gasped and turned back in a panic, not daring to look at this evil god again.

Now the people of the entire Yunshan City know that there is a stunning alchemist in the city, and there is a fool by his side, and the fool is a demon who kills people without blinking.

The two of them have been making trouble frequently these days, and they are in the limelight.

The secret has already spread, in Yunshan City, you can mess with the Feng family, but you can't mess with the fool in white, otherwise you won't know where you will die one day.

After a while, the middle-aged man who ran to the stage had already jumped down.

He didn't say a word, and stood aside with his face blank and his chest crossed.

The people around him poked his arm and asked curiously, "What's the matter?" ”

The middle-aged man glared suddenly and said, "Waste Lao Tzu's mood." ”

This is very obvious, it is not interesting.

At this moment, Feng Ji on the stage had just poked his finger into the water.

After a while, she sighed softly in disappointment and silently stepped off the stage.

The voice of the dedicated shopkeeper sounded at the same time: "The next tester, Mu Huan." ”