The sensitive Mr. Grand noticed Lin Qi's subtle gaze, and he straightened up casually, deliberately protruding his lower abdomen. With this subtle body movement, Mr. Grand is warning Lin Qi that there is no such thing as what you have guessed, and that the honorable Lord Grand is a man of great strength who has not diminished his old age.

But Mr. Grand's gaze couldn't help but be attracted by the small crystal medicine bottle in Lin Qi's palm, and he knew who the distinguished visiting professor Lin Qi served. The Master of Secret Medicine, Kocha, is a master figure that the Empire has spent a great deal of money to recruit. One of the most famous things about Master Kocha is that ten years ago, in the royal hunting ground of a country in the Western Continent, he used a dose of life-reviving potion to save a king whose internal organs had been severely damaged by demonic beasts.

Ten years have passed, and the king, whose liver was torn to shreds, is still alive and well, still standing energetically in the affairs of the kingdom.

With such a magical method, maybe this small bottle of potion in Lin Qi's hand really came from the magical Mr. Kocha? The magic elixir extracted from the mysterious herbs of the East sounded very tempting.

Rubbing his nose with the smooth inlaid silver cane of the small mountain vine cane, Mr. Grand sneered noncommittally: "Master Kocha is a respectable man, Lin Qi, you won't use fake medicine to ruin the master's reputation, right?"

Lin Qi looked at Mr. Grand in surprise, he shrugged his shoulders and smiled strangely, "Did I say that this is the potion refined by Master Kocha?"

Grand sneered noncommittally and shook his head slightly. He thought that he had seen through Lin Qi's little trick, and this potion must have been produced by Master Kocha. With Lin Qi's little villain's connections and connections in Bolelli City, what good potion could he get? The only place where he could get the potion was in Kocha's room.

Lin Qi didn't say a word, he walked up to Grand, took out a small piece of black bread from his sleeve, then opened the medicine bottle and dripped a pale pink viscous potion on the bread. When the potion had been fully absorbed by the bread, Lin Qi whistled and threw the black bread into the house, landing right in front of the golden dachshund who was snoring in front of the fireplace.

The dachshund, which was more than a foot long, slowly raised its eyelids, it looked at the black bread in front of it, sniffed it carefully, hesitated for a while, and then opened its mouth and swallowed the piece of black bread. Grand waved his cane disapplauded, black bread?His wife loved this little dachshund the most, he usually ate oatmeal and white bread, when had he ever eaten such a shoddy food as black bread?

"A villain student is a villain student!" Gran tilted his mouth, and he looked at Lin Qi a little tiredly: "However, a university town needs such a student to save zài." ”

Grand knew that he had done several things through Linzi, including following his wife's carriage and finding out the true identity of the powerful man his woman had recently hooked up with. Of course, these things were all connected through Father Guò Bahrain, and there was never a direct connection between the two.

This was the first time that Lin Qi had a face-to-face communication with Mr. Grand, who was full of disdain for Lin Qi, but at the same time full of jealousy.

Just as Mr. Grand frowned and pondered these haphazard questions, that is, three or five breaths, the little dachshund with a shiny coat suddenly shivered violently. Its purple-green eyes were suddenly bloodshot and turned red, and it let out a low roar, and its golden hairs stood up one by one, making its slender body look extraordinarily thick.

It's not just the poor puppy's body that is getting stout, a certain part of its body is expanding at a surprising rate.

The big winter is not the season for animals such as cats and dogs to come into heat, but for them to recharge their energy and wait for the coming year. But the little dog, having eaten the piece of black bread, had become so energetic that it snorted and panted, and its dull bloodshot eyes stared at a cushion on Mr. Grand's chair just now, and swooped at it.

A tiger leaped onto the seat, the corners of the little dachshund mouth curled, with a strange smile, and his limbs hugged the soft cushion made of silk from the East and the long-staple cotton from the Middle East, and his body rose and fell violently.

Mr. Grand's mouth was wide open, he had taken some strange drugs at certain moments when he couldn't do it, but none of them had such a miraculous effect. In just three or five breaths, this little dachshund has become so impulsive, so vigorous?

Monsieur Grand's heart beat violently, his lower abdomen burned, and his eyes flashed before his eyes the delicate face of Miss Gina, the leader of the Guisse Wandering Troupe, and her youthful, vigorous body, like a female leopard.

"Oh, this magical potion!" Grande put his hands behind his back and said in a low voice, "Okay, student Lin Qi, how much do you think this bottle of potion is worth?"

There was a 'poof' sound, and the little dachshund had already poked a hole in the cushion, and the white cotton flew up one after another.

The corners of Mr. Grand's mouth twitched, and his interest in the potion intensified. So domineering, mighty, he suddenly remembered his youth.

"A bottle?" Lin Qi looked at Mr. Grand in surprise: "What are you kidding? A bottle? No, no, no, this magical potion is difficult to prepare, the raw materials are extremely scarce, and in the mysterious East, only their kings and nobles are eligible to enjoy it. How can this potion be a tentacle bottle by bottle?"

With a sinister smile, Lin Qi smiled at the stunned Mr. Grand, "One drop of gold, dear Mr. Grand, this magical potion is sold drop by drop. You see, ready-made examples are placed here, how energetic is this little cutie of your house now?"

The poor little dachshund had torn the cushion to shreds, and he jumped to the couch in the corner of the room, clutching a new cushion and stirring violently. Mr. Grand looked at the shattered soft cushion with a distracted look, and rubbed his chin thoughtfully with his cane: "A drop of gold should be a very fair and reasonable price, I must admit it, this magical potion, he is worth this price!"

Puffing up his chest, Mr. Grand said solemnly: "This bottle of potion can have about a hundred drops?" Student Lin Qi, if you are willing to hand him over to me with thirty gold coins, then you, as well as a few of your friends, are excellent in all subject evaluations this year!"

Excellent in all subjects?

Thinking of the core members of the Brotherhood of Iron Fist, whose grades had always been on the passing line, Lin Qi immediately stuffed the medicine bottle into Mr. Grand's hand.

"Generous Mr. Grand, it's yours!"

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