Miss Almighty Waste

Chapter 642: Alchemy Trade Union (11)

The miasma filled the forest, making the original forest invisible. Walking in the fog was dangerous, and would bump into huge tree trunks from time to time. Nalanxi was so angry that he was almost cursing his mother.

I clearly held Yun Yan's hand tightly, why did it suddenly turn into a branch?
At the same time, Yunyan wondered why Nalanxi let go of her hand suddenly, but when she turned around, the white miasma filled the air, and there was no shadow of Nalanxi.

"Nalan Creek, Nalan Creek."

Yunyan yelled loudly and even went back the same way, but she couldn't see Nalanxi at all.

"Help, help."

Not far away, the voice for help seemed to be getting weaker and weaker, but Nalanxi couldn't use the wind element, what should he do now?
"Lingwei, shape up!"

Holding on to her spiritual power, Yun Yan shaped two more spirit guards, but this time, the formed spirit guards were much more transparent, as if they were so fragile that they would shatter in an instant.

"Go to Nalanxi!"

Yun Yan ordered, Lingwei saluted, and then disappeared into the white mist.

"Help me~"

The cry for help became weaker and weaker, Yun Yan walked forward quickly, and it didn't take long to find the person who called for help, but it was an old man tied to a tree.

"Help, help."

The old man squinted, exhausted, and shouting had become a primitive survival instinct.

But Yunyan was very curious, if the old man had been calling for help, why did she only hear it now.

"Girl, help me."

The old man opened his eyes and saw Yun Yan standing in front of him, but Yun Yan didn't step forward.

Just now I lost contact with Nalanxi and shopkeeper Shen when I was close at hand, but now this old man is still some distance away from me, but I can clearly see where he is.

"Who are you?"

Yun Yan said, but she didn't intend to step forward to help the old man untie the ropes that bound him.

"I'm Shen Zhiping, the third elder of the Alchemy Association. Miss, you save me, I will be grateful."

The old man seemed to have grasped at a life-saving straw, and hurriedly threw out the bait.

Yun Yan carefully observed the old man, and found that he was in tatters and without any long-term possessions. He looked more like a beggar than an elder of a medicine refining union.

"Are you the elder of the Alchemy Guild? Why should I trust you? Besides, this miasma forest is so weird. If you are a bad person, I will let you go. Wouldn't it be asking for trouble?"

Yun Yan looked greedy for life and afraid of death, but her eyes were rolling around the old man, she looked extremely greedy for money.

"Girl, I still have a small bottle of elixir hidden in my hair. It's just a gift for the girl. If the girl can help the old man leave, the old man will thank you very much."

After the old beggar finished speaking, Dudu had already pulled out the elixir from the old man's hair and handed it to Yun Yan.

"Wan... Wannian medicine essence, girl, are you also a pharmacist?"

Seeing Dudu, the old man's eyes lit up.

Although he didn't know when Dudu returned to his side, the old man in front of him could actually see Dudu's existence, which meant that he was a high-level pharmacist.

However, since he is the third elder of the Alchemy Union, how could he be tied up here like this.

Looking at his skinny appearance, one can tell that he has been tied up here for a long time, but he didn't die, which is really a fate.

Yun Yan opened the bottle of the elixir, and the tangy fragrance turned out to be a high-grade elixir to dispel miasma. Compared with the few low-grade elixir given by shopkeeper Shen, it is really many times higher.

Moreover, the smell of the medicine was just like the one made by shopkeeper Shen. Could it be that the old man in front of him is really the third elder of the medicine refining union.

(End of this chapter)