Chapter 957

"Dangdang Dang -"

the bell rang, accompanied by the voice of the elder who announced the time, spread all over the square: "there is still time for a stick of incense before the end of the competition."

Hearing the news, the pharmacists were more and more anxious.

The release of the fire, but also more exuberant.

Some pharmacists have already refined the pills, sweating and sitting in their positions, waiting for the last incense time.

Night Qingluo, at this time is constantly using small fire, refining equipment.

Wave after wave of the power of the heart fire, constantly surging.

On her forehead, sweat has been oozing out.

It is impossible to say that you are not flustered.

Bingwulingshen pill is not a good pill to refine. If it is put in normal times, it will take her at least half a day to refine it.

Moreover, it still depends on the power of the dragon medicine tripod.

However, the ordinary utensil used now can't be more ordinary.

It is really difficult to refine it in one hour.

But it's a little difficult, and she has to do it.

She is not qualified to lose the game.

She has to win.

We have to win.

The sweat on her forehead has covered her long curled eyelashes and obscured her eyes.

"Dangdang Dang -"

there was another chime: "there is still half a column of incense before the end of the competition."

Night clear chin, drip a drop of sweat.

She gazed at the appliance, and then raised her hand to a flap near it.

The appliance bounced up.

The next moment, a group of heartburn, will be the instrument, directly wrapped up.

It's like a fire dragon that completely devours that instrument.

Mu Zifei exclaimed in disbelief at the instrument wrapped by heartfire: "brother, the power of her heartfire What a surprise... "

"I can't mistake people." Mu Zifan's fundus also hides a trace of excitement and joy.

He finally

Finally, the night came.

He knew that yeqingluo could help him refine the pills he wanted

When the last incense sticks, the moment of extinction.

The flame, which was wrapped in the night clearing apparatus, suddenly dissipated.

The utensils fall into the hands of the night.

She took out the pill and put it into the medicine bottle provided by refining medicine League.

Immediately, I put my name on it.

When the paper is pasted on the medicine bottle, the light of the medicine bottle flashes, and the paper is like a medicine bottle.

No one can open the medicine bottle except the elder level of refining medicine League.

This is also to ensure the fairness of the pharmacist competition.

At the end of the second competition, Qingluo was exhausted.

When the medicine bottle is taken away by the elder and the white sail is pulled off.

Mu Zifan simply said a few words, then let the alchemists go back to rest.

The night is clear, holding my forehead.

In order to catch up with time, Xuanxin jade consumed a little too much power.

She shook her head and walked out of her position.

Opposite Beiming Che also happened to come out, see night clear a face tired: "girl, are you ok? You don't look well

Night Qingluo waved his hand and refused his concern.

Straight away from the pharmacy square.

After the four around together, pointing to her and beimingche's pharmacist.

The night is clear and the fundus is cold.

Suddenly, one of the refiners hit her slightly.

The pharmacist immediately scolded, and was about to reach out to push her away, but night Qingluo held her wrist.

Night Qingluo "weak" to support the body, "weak" hook up a smile of apology: "sorry, refining pills exhausted the power of heart fire, the body some instability."

Several pharmacists swearing and slapping themselves with disgust on their faces. Their eyes were full of disdain, and they were far away from the night.

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