Seeing that she was so polite, the uncle paused for a while, and he didn't want to say anything ugly, so he opened his mouth: "No, no thanks." ”

Later, Ling Zhao looked at Liu Wumei again: "You guys go in first, I'll take a certificate." ”

Liu Wumei nodded: "That's the only way." ”

Leaving the Xiaoyao Pavilion, Ling Zhao found someone to carefully inquire about the direction of the Alchemy Association, and quickly rushed over.

There were several people lined up in front of the door of the association, Ling Zhao was the last, and in front of her was a baby-faced teenager, and the young man smiled friendly when he saw Ling Zhao.

Ling Zhao also smiled back.

I don't know what happened in front, the team has been stagnant, and the young man couldn't bear the loneliness, so he talked to Ling Zhao: "Hello, my name is Suyuan. ”

Ling Zhao said "um": "My name is Ling Zhao." ”

"Uh-huh, I'm taking the first-order alchemist certificate, what about you? It should be the first order, right? Who did you study? "Sukuhara threw out a lot of questions.

Ling Zhao replied one by one: "I don't take the first-order exam, I'm here to take the third-order alchemist exam, and I'm studying under ......."

Before Ling Zhao could finish speaking, he heard another voice interject: "Third-Order Alchemist? The little girl doesn't want to speak wildly, it won't be good to slap her face later. ”

The person who spoke had a mustache, and a pair of small eyes the size of mung beans looked Ling Zhao up and down, revealing ill intentions: "The female doll looks weird and good, why don't you go through the storm with me, how about I teach you alchemy?" ”

After Ling Zhao's injuries healed, she began to treat her face and throat, and now the scars on her face have all disappeared, but her throat is still a little dumb, but it does not affect her daily speech, and it is only a matter of time.

Er's eight-character nonsense was extremely disgusting, and Ling Zhao's face sank: "What are you?" ”

Sukuhara's face was also not good-looking: "Don't squirt feces all over your mouth." ”

The eight-character beard was very arrogant, and he reached out and wiped his beard greasy: "I'm a third-order alchemist, a female doll, don't be ignorant." ”

Nowadays, alchemists on the Nine Heavens Continent are extremely rare.

How many people are stuck in the second-order alchemist and can't get up, and being able to become a third-order alchemist is already very talented.

And above the fifth order, there are even fewer of them.

It's like a rarity.

Therefore, when he said this, he was extremely proud, he didn't think that Ling Zhao was a third-order alchemist who looked less than twenty years old at a young age, he only felt that Ling Zhao was lying for the sake of face.

Therefore, he was sure that Ling Zhao would definitely admire him when he heard this.

Since ancient times, there have been many self-righteous people.

Ling Zhao sneered: "Then how about a competition, if I lose, you can deal with it, and if you lose, you can deal with me, do you dare?" ”

Bazihu frowned, cut him off, and saw that her eyebrows were full of confidence, and she couldn't help but feel a little weaker, but she also thought that in the past, only the old man Qiong Xiao had achieved the achievement of a third-order alchemist before the age of twenty.

He became confident again.

In addition, Suyuan also persuaded Ling Zhao: "Ling Zhao, think twice, don't get hot." ”

He was worried about Ling Zhao.

Ling Zhao gave him a reassuring look, thinking about the last Ji Muwan who wanted to compete with her, although he still scolded her everywhere, he didn't dare to mention the matter of competing with Ling Zhao anymore.

That is, Ji Muwan is Uncle Li's apprentice, and Ling Zhao let her go so much.

But what kind of thing is this mustache in front of me?