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Mu Yu's team, named Weng Hai, is the second highest ranking student in Dantang, and has a good reputation in Northwest Lingyuan.

His head was raised high, his face was very proud, and he felt superior in front of everyone.

Until he was about to start, he finally said: "the miasma in yunmiaoling is full of miasma. I configured some miasma removing cream randomly yesterday, and I'll give you some by the way, so that you won't faint before you enter yunmiaoling."

As he spoke, he took out five small black bottles from his arms and put them in the palm of his hand.

"You just need to apply the cream on the surface of your skin to completely resist all the miasma."

Everyone was very happy, and they all came forward and took a bottle from Weng Hai.

Except for mu Yu, of course.

Luo Li doubts: "what's the matter with you? Why don't you take elder martial brother Weng's miasma removing cream? If you don't get rid of the miasma cream, you can't resist the miasma of yunmiaoling. "

Hua Qingyuan said with a sneer: "he just depends on his high accomplishments, but he doesn't look like miasma cream."

Weng Hai's brow is also a wrinkle, some angry in the heart.

What did he give away?

How dare someone refuse!

Mu Yu's eyes were flat. He took the bottle of miasma removing cream from Luo Li's hand, smelled it slightly, and said: "the ingredients of miasma removing cream are very common. A small amount of miasma can be resisted, but if the concentration of miasma is too high, the miasma removing cream may not play any role."

"What do you know?"

Hua Qingyuan said with a smile: "brother Weng is one of the most outstanding students in the Dan Hall. Can you point out the plaster that he dispenses?"

"I don't know what to do!"

Mu Yu's words make Weng Hai feel insulted, and his anger can no longer be controlled.

He took back the last bottle of qumiao cream directly and glared angrily: "the grade of qumiao cream I have is six, and the effect is far beyond the three or four qumiao cream on the market."

"You look down upon my qumiao cream so much. Do you have better one?"

"You're right about that."

With a cool look, Mu Yu took out some miasma avoiding pills refined yesterday from his arms and said, "as long as you take the miasma avoiding pills refined by me, no matter how strong the miasma is, you can't hurt it."

"Pill to avoid malaria?" Weng Hai sniffed: "if the pill is really useful, do you think I will not refine it?"

"OK, let me teach you a lesson today. Listen, our textbooks clearly record that any kind of anti miasma pill can only resist specific miasma, and the types of miasma in yunmiaoling are very complex, which can't be resisted by anti miasma pill at all."

"It's ridiculous that you try to use a kind of elixir to resist all the miasma in yunmiaoling."

"That's because you are short-sighted. The pill in my hand can really resist all the miasma."

Mu Yu disdains a way, then, in the hand of a avoid miasma Dan handed to Luo Li.

Luo Li hesitates a little, but still takes the pill from Mu Yu.

When Mu Yu handed the pill to the other two students, they both waved their hands to show their refusal.

Obviously, they believe in Weng Hai more and doubt Mu Yu's elixir.

Seeing this, Weng Hai couldn't help sneering: "it seems that everyone knows who is right and who is wrong. You can use your pill to avoid miasma, but at that time, if you are hurt by miasma, don't blame me for not saving you."

With a smile, Mu Yu takes back the remaining pill.

They don't use his elixir. They suffer from it. He won't lose anything.