"Alchemy..."

Even Su Changhe, the king alchemist, couldn't help looking at the rabbit.

Of course, Zhima doesn't know alchemy, but he is influenced by it. He often accompanies Yuhuang Tianzun when he educates fengxingying, and at least he can learn something to show off.

On the other side, a man in a black mask and a black suit appeared in front of the crowd, followed by four old men and four young children, looking quite impressive.

Su Changhe didn't dare to play with his king Alchemist's airs any more, so he took two apprentices to salute:

"I didn't expect that the master of Tongtian pavilion was also here. I just wanted to borrow the precious land. It's really impolite."

Tongtian Pavilion master's cold eyes set off his dark mask even colder. He waved his hand casually:

"it's OK, the Fengling Lord is a member of Tongtian Pavilion, so he can meet visitors at any time."

Su Changhe and Su Xi's cool faces are stiff at the same time. They can't wait a day for Feng Xingying?

Master of spirit? People from Tongtian pavilion?

They seem to know too little.

Unfortunately, it's too late to regret now. They can only expect to use Alchemy to crush Feng Xingying and find a sense of existence.

The master of Tongtian Pavilion didn't approach any king level alchemist. Instead, he went to Feng Xingying and asked people to set down their tables and chairs.

"Lord." Feng Xingying said hello to him casually.

She had long guessed that Qin Molin wanted to support her as the leader of Tongtian Pavilion, but she didn't expect that Qin Molin did so well.

"Well, you are the master of Tongtian spirit in Tongtian Pavilion. Tongtian Pavilion is your home. No matter which sub Pavilion it is, it will prepare a quiet room for you. Don't be too outsider."

"Well." Feng Xingying is still feeding the rabbit, so he should take it at will.

In a few words, the leader of Tongtian Pavilion explained his position.

Yes, he is here to support Feng Xingying!

"Tongtian Pavilion is your home." The meaning of partiality can't be more obvious.

And because of the arrival of the leader of Tongtian Pavilion, the poor Yuwen Qinghong's strength is not enough, and the pills that he is about to practice are not under control.

There was a strong smell of scorch all over the room.

So Qin Molin came back and said, "are you competing in alchemy? Let me be the referee. "

Sesame eyes rolling around, let him be the referee? I'm sure it's a good thing for my master!

Su Xiliang didn't dare to say no even if he didn't want to. He just said: "it's most just to have the head of Tongtian Pavilion as the referee."

Behind Qin Molin, an old woman's Dharma protector was angry: "hum, what are you, dare to talk to our cabinet leader with a gun in your hand?"

People in Tongtian Pavilion never only speak.

The old woman said it and threw it away.

A torrent swept through Su Xiliang, and then rolled around, throwing people out of the hall and rushing out of the gate of Tongtian Pavilion.

Being thrown out like this, Su Xiliang is embarrassed to come in even if he is shameless.

After all, if he comes in again, he is likely to be lost again, which is really shameless.

Su Changhe is still holding the master's airs, sorry to say anything, but he just educates Yuwen Qinghong:

"it's OK, your opponent's Alchemy speed is slow, and he fails. If he does it again, you still have two chances. Don't be distracted."

"Yes, master." Although Yuwen Qinghong was photographed under the invisible pressure of the leader of Tongtian Pavilion, he quickly adjusted his mood.

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