Immortal Fu Yongxiang

Chapter 353 Jasmine (2 updates)

Chapter 353 Jasmine (second update)
(Thanks to Ziming, Li Moxuan, I’m Not a Beauty!, and Zhukov for their pink~!)
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"Jasmine! Jasmine!"

A girl with short fiery red hair shouted from a distance, her white neck stretched out, holding a thick tome in one hand, and waving it wantonly with the other hand, not noticing that the loose and excessive robe fell to the side. , revealing a large area of ​​milky white skin.

He stood still, turned around, and looked at her innocently and helplessly, "Denise..." Nuo Nuo's voice sounded weak.

The girl with the morning sun on her back, her skin is as white as porcelain, glowing with a faint hazy light. She has glossy hair that hangs down to her buttocks. It is thick dark green, naturally curved and curled, and the color of her pupils is the same as her hair color. The long eyelashes tremble softly, the straight bridge of the nose, and the pale pink lips give this beautiful girl a sense of elegance.

Her face is very small, only as big as a palm, with deep outlines, and her eyes are particularly alert. When she looks at people intently, it seems like there are waves rippling in them...

The two of them were wearing robes of the same color and style, and the feeling of roominess was even greater on her, as if they were loose and misrepresented the clothes of a giant.

"Why didn't you wait for me?" the red-haired girl named Denise complained. She ran over and naturally wrapped her free hand around the woman's arm, pulling her forward and mouthing Talk on and on.

"We have to hurry or we'll be late again."

"It's all Brady's fault. He dragged me to some dance. My poor dancing shoes are ruined again!"

"You know, the Provost is married, God! You can't even imagine who she is marrying. She is actually a nobleman who has fallen for three generations! If it were me, I would definitely not agree to this marriage. A nobleman with only false appearances. I only have a nice name left, so I might as well marry a wealthy businessman..."

She listened quietly, and would nod or smile appropriately when the red-haired girl paused in her sentences. The other person became more and more energetic, and walked quickly all the way, entering the classroom just as the magic clock was chiming.

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"Ladies and gentlemen, keep an eye on your beakers, they are what you use to eat!"

"Oh, my God! Miss Denise, are you sure you know what you are holding in your hand? That is not the fragrant ale that can spray beautiful foam at the ball. I am sure that if you don't put it down, it will be unstable. The medicine will definitely spray on your beautiful face." The professor of pharmacy has a big beard. He stared at the student who was shaking the beaker as a wine glass. He breathed heavily and blew his beard up and down. Obviously very angry.

Denise looked at the beaker in her hand with a troubled face. The white viscous liquid and cyan powder inside were shaken evenly by her. At least, she thought so. This was the best she had ever done. The next step is to put it on the fire net for heating. If you put it down now, won't all your previous efforts be wasted?Everything before was in vain.

Do you really know how to squirt?Her uncertain eyes wandered back and forth between the old professor and the beaker in her hand.

She bit her lip, lowered her voice, and asked in a low voice: "Jasmine, Jasmine, do you really know how to squirt?"

"Jasmine...answer me quickly..."

Mo Ranyi really wanted to hold his forehead and use body language to express his deep sadness and helplessness.

What kind of physique does she have, and why does she provoke such a troublesome girl?

By the way, Miss Denise, the most difficult person to deal with in the Alchemy Academy, why do you like her so much? ! !

On the first day of school, he stuck to her at the school gate and claimed to have helped her fight off the villains who coveted her beauty. However, the reality was that the seniors who were kind-hearted and helpful were beaten up for no reason. The iron fist of hair girl.

God knows how the great swordsman's daughter came to study at the Alchemy Academy.

Alchemy has become increasingly lonely. There are many people working hard on this path, but only two or three kittens have succeeded in being remembered.

What they are learning is a relatively advanced potion, Stoneskin Potion.

Calling it advanced means that for freshmen like them who have just entered school for two years, it is already the most difficult one they are capable of.

At the same time, it is also a must-have examination content for the graduation of junior pharmacy.

Can a person who can't even make Stoneskin Potion dare to say that he has studied potion? !

The classroom was very quiet. There was only the sound of shaking the beaker, the sound of liquid flowing, and the lowered voice of the red-haired girl. It did not have the effect of concealment at all, but attracted all the attention of other people.

Mo Ranyi looked regretfully at the discarded liquid in his hand, and said with a grimace: "You should listen to the professor..." "Bang Dang" the beaker fell on the table, Denise looked panicked, and quickly left the place without returning. Forgot to drag her closest good friend.

"Oh God, pharmacy is so dangerous. Who invented this damn stone skin potion!" Denise was almost running with the people. Behind the two people, there were constant clanking and banging sounds. There were two soft muffled sounds, followed by waves of messy footsteps, and the angry roar of the old professor who taught junior pharmacy.

What Mo Ranyi was thinking was that the professor was really strong. Looking at it like this, there would be no problem teaching for another 20 years.

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Mo Ranyi handed over the money bag numbly, wanting to cry but not having any tears.

She felt that she was quite a wealthy person, no matter where she was, but ever since she was hooked up by Denise, her purse had been shrinking.

Niklos, who brought her to the continent of Odin, is a necromancer that everyone hates. He probably can only find a remote place to hide in the mountains and forests to continue his great career of herding the undead.

Helena went to serve in the small church in the town and became the most popular pastor among the townspeople. However, even if she took over the job of the head of the church in the town, she could not afford her increasingly excessive bills.

She has already used materials from the elemental world to exchange for a lot of money. If she sells those valuable materials in this peaceful town again, the consequences will not be too good.

"Dear, I swear this is definitely the last time!" Denise promised with all her heart, her eyes shining with a light called sincerity.

Believe you are a ghost!
Mo Ranyi thought silently in his heart.

Before she could finish brewing her feelings and prepare to completely distance herself from this unfortunate child, Denise was as happy as a swallow and went to attend some banquet to welcome the prince.

She continued to have bad luck, and was furious at the prince who appeared out of nowhere. This was an ordinary and unusual town. In such a town, there were not even a thousand but eight hundred in the Cadiz Empire. Except for the incense here, In addition to the fact that ale is relatively popular in several big cities around it, or because its price is really cheap, there is nothing special about this town called Hammer God. Could it be that some prince is here to find Cinderella?
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In fact, when Mo Ranyi saw Nickles again, he felt as if he had seen a ghost during the day and dug a grave to defraud the corpse.

"You? Prince?" She was greatly stimulated, and she could not reconcile the two completely incompatible identities of the Necromancer and the Prince of the Empire.

At this time, Niklos was not wearing a mage's robe, but was wearing long black leather boots, a straight red military uniform, and a long sword with a decorative meaning far greater than other meanings on his waist. It was inlaid with gems. There was no place for his hair to rest. His curly short hair was neatly combed over his back. It was shiny and it seemed that he had applied a lot of hair wax. The stand-up collar design made the lines of his face a bit more handsome. He looks particularly upright and energetic, and there is a huge gap between him and the pale, gloomy Necromancer who spent all his time dealing with skeletons.

"Dear Jasmine!" Nicholas took a deep breath, as if smelling the fragrance of flowers, and looked intoxicated, "This is such a lovely and charming name."

Mo Ranyi felt like his whole body was starting to tremble. Is it necessary to use such an expression and such a tone?Could it be that there is also talk of evil in Odin's continent?
"It's really wronging you to stay in this small town. In fact, I think the imperial capital is more suitable for you to live in, and it is convenient for me to take care of you nearby. After all, we still have a hundred-year contract, don't we?" Nickles said with a silver-gray face. Her eyes were tender and her voice was as gentle as water, "I am very willing to fulfill my promise. Dear Miss Jasmine, what do you think?"

"It's not good." Mo Ranyi refused decisively, "You ask me what I think of my intention? I can tell you with certainty that it is very bad!"

She didn't wait for Niklos to speak again, and said quickly: "There is no clause in our contract that you gave me advice. I want to remind you, Mr. Mage, that is a contract concluded with me as the principal, and I am yours." Employer, and you are the person I hired, and for this, I paid a price that would make any magician on this continent tempted."

Mo Ranyi pointed at his chest and said softly, "That holy blue crystal will drive people across the continent crazy. You should know this better than me."

"What's so good about here? Don't you want to see more of this continent and appreciate the scenery?"

"I'll do it when I feel like it."

"Aren't you interested in alchemy? You know, the best school is in the Imperial Capital!"

"Don't worry, I haven't finished my junior pharmacy course yet."

"Pharmacology? Oh my god! You are wasting your time!" Niklos was anxious. It was not easy for a cultivator from a foreign continent to have a "hobby". He never expected to develop it. Out the second item.

The things left by the wise man will make her far behind others in the science of enchantment. Damn it, if it weren't for the lack of confidence, he would definitely dig out what he wanted from her beautiful head!

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