Chapter 1003: Who Do You Say Is Wrong 1
The voice was a mixture of anger, resentment, rage, and 120,000 percent disbelief and 100 percent questioning.
"Looking for you." The myrrh young master's eardrum was stimulated by that voice, and the alchemist's roar could also be piercing?
"I hear you." The veil of elegance was shaken, but he just stood up slowly.
"Not going to go out and have a look?" The weeds in Myrrh's heart covered the sky and formed a grassland, but the elegance in front of him was not on the same frequency as him at all.
"Let's go." Myrrh is so curious, Fenghua is ready to go out.
At the beginning of the show, she can't be the protagonist.
The young master of myrrh continued to cover his body with a white robe, and his diligent attitude was really like a conscientious medicine boy.
The girl in black came out of the lounge, and another roar came out in front of her, and the eyes of countless alchemists who were like eating people fell on Fenghua's body, "You did a good thing!" ”
Ordinary people may be frightened by this scene. Especially, a little girl who is only seventeen years old will definitely not be able to bear it.
Myrrh didn't know the cause and effect at all, and he was almost smashed by this first-in-the-first question, and he couldn't stand up, this alchemist competition outside, something happened?
Countless question marks surged into his heart, but Myrrh saw that Fenghua just elegantly stretched the sleeves that had been wrinkled at some point, and looked at the angry alchemists with a pair of eyes calmly, "I have done so many good deeds, which one are you talking about?" ”
"You ......" The questioning alchemist was stunned by Fenghua's natural tone!
This man's reaction is not right, not like this.
Obviously, everyone is questioning you, why are you really looking curious.
Qi and blood surged again, and the alchemist sank his breath, "The Alchemist Contest is a sacred competition, and you will never be allowed to get in the way." ”
"Can you tell me what good things I've done?" Fenghua is not afraid of those eyes and is calm.
"You did something in our alchemist competition, so that everyone failed in alchemy! That's what you do. "It's still the middle-aged alchemist, looking at the black and gray pill in front of him, his face turned purple.
The sound of the blaster before, either muffled or exploding, was all a manifestation of their alchemy failure.
When the time limit came, none of the remaining 147 alchemists succeeded in alchemy.
If one or two people fail, it may be that the psychological quality is not good.
But if so many people fail together, it proves that there is a problem here. And the question arises, who is the biggest beneficiary?
Of course, it's graceful!
Although the quality of the high-grade pill is a little worse, it is a typed pill after all, and it is an elixir.
Among the large number of alchemists who failed in the fryer, there was only one, and you don't have to think about it to know who won.
This alchemist competition was full of a strange smell, and from the beginning, it was different from usual.
And the reason for the difference is the girl in black in front of her.
The voice cries blood, and the words are heart-wrenching, and the middle-aged alchemist hates to describe Fenghua as a scum who is extremely evil. His behavior was definitely a disgrace to the alchemist and even the entire Heavenly Domain.
Myrrh looked at those angry alchemists, and couldn't help but be amazed, for the first time in his life, he saw them working together so together, attacking one person.