I Was Supposed To Slay the Dragon and Started To Cultivate Immortals Unexpectedly

The latest website: "Although in that ancient land, those mixed-race forces with a long heritage do have inestimable alchemy skills," Angers thoughtfully, "but I'm pretty sure that my old friend is very interested in alchemy. The knowledge of art should be limited to the manipulation of alchemical items."

"It's only limited to the operation of alchemy items. To put it bluntly, it means that you can only use the same principles as you? When you get a knife, you can chop, and when you get medicine, you can drink," the vice principal sneered, "It's a mixed race city. It makes you speak like a professional."

"In fact, in the whole mixed race world, all the mixed races except alchemists have almost ‘useful’ knowledge about alchemy. This is normal."

Angers didn't feel ashamed. After all, he was not an alchemist, so obscure and complicated alchemy was normal.

"Although your old friend certainly doesn't know much about alchemy, do you think it is possible that this prescription was obtained from the alchemists or doctors of the imperial court at that time?" the vice principal guessed, "After all, the civilization is It has fallen a bit now, but it has been an awesome behemoth for most of the past few thousand years."

"I believe there must be prescriptions of this level there, but even there, prescriptions of this level are still precious," Angers shook his head, "you just need to know a little bit about my old friend's situation in the court at the time. From a standpoint, you will understand that it is impossible for him to get such a precious thing."

"Oh yes, I forgot. The person in charge of the court hates your old friends and his colleagues."

The vice principal nodded.

"Where did this prescription come from?"

Angers condensed his eyebrows and thought.

"Have you seen Holmes?"

The vice principal said suddenly.

"You want to give me your Holmes pipe of the same style?"

Anger's eyes lit up.

"I can give you a copy of my treasured Dragon Tiger Leopard," the vice principal said proudly with a beer belly. "From the first issue to the present, I have not published a copy."

"I will be even more happy if you are willing to give me the original editions, especially the earliest ones, they are very collectible."

"You want to be beautiful, that is what I left for my son as a family heirloom!"

"Stop joking, do you want to say that Holmes once said,'Excluding everything is impossible, even if the rest is unbelievable, that is the truth'?"

Anger raised his eyebrows.

"Yes," the vice principal nodded. "So you guessed what I was going to say, right?"

Anger and the vice principal looked at each other, and spoke at the same time tacitly.

"The prescription was created by the kid named Lu Mingfei!"

"The prescription fell from the sky!"

Anger and the vice-principal looked at each other, and the air was quiet for a few seconds.

"It fell from the sky? Why don't you just say it was given by God?"

The vice-principal stared at Anger.

"God can't control that country. Sanqing and Buddha are more appropriate to say," Anger shrugged. "Besides, you don't think that compared to a teenage child, he can create an alchemy prescription by himself. Is it more likely to fall from the sky?"

"You are too underestimating genius," the vice principal shook his head, "although you are a genius yourself."

"I'm not a genius," Angers shook his head. "The real geniuses are my old friends. I just... inherited them."

"Inherited what?" the vice principal asked back, "talent? Strength? Or hatred? Or will?"

"It's a beautiful memory and an unkillable fighting spirit," Angers fingered the blade of the folding knife. "It can also be said that I only inherited the beautiful memories, and then those memories gave birth to my fighting spirit."

The vice principal was silent for a few seconds before revealing the topic: "You said Schneider would look for the child named Chu Zihang?"

"That's right," said Aung Hot, "but he should set the location in the United States. After all, his body and position determine that he can't make international business trips."

"Then let me go for him, I haven't been to China for a long time," the vice principal whistled loudly, "I just want to see the Great Wall and Shangri-La."

"You? I thought that if you were willing to leave the clock tower and come to my office, it would be the limit for going out," Angers was surprised.

"Do you know what the secret party veterans call me?"

The vice-principal patted the cowboy hat beside him.

"Tutor Flamel?"

Angers replied.

"I mean another, uh... less euphemistic name."

Said the vice-principal.

"Horrible Flamel."

Anger Road.

"Yes," the vice principal picked up the cowboy hat and blew off the dust that did not exist on it. "I have a hunch that the boy named Lu Mingfei may be called the ‘horrible Lu Mingfei’ in the future."

"In fact, he is a Chinese, his last name is Lu, Ming Fei is his name."

Anger corrected.

"You and I know very well that the second half of this title is not important," the vice principal put on a cowboy hat and a beer belly. "The focus is on the first half of this title."

"I went back and spent a few days to do some preventive measures for the alchemy matrix in the tower and ice cellar, so as not to have any accidents when I was away," the vice principal stood up, "The effect of the'commandment' will remain for a while after I leave. Although it is not long, it is enough for me to come back."

"If I hadn't been fascinated by some pretty little girl in China."

...

Su Xiaoyao's grandmother's house, at night, at the dinner table.

"Mingfei, did you have fun today?"

The grandmother asked Lu Mingfei kindly with her rice bowl.

"Happy," Lu Mingfei nodded repeatedly, "This is the first time I have touched a crab since I was a kid!"

"Grandma, what are you asking him for?" Su Xiaoyao skillfully removed the crab meat from a crab that was steaming red. "He, he is a strong man who was caught by me!"

"When you got in the car, you told me that I would be your servant. How come you were relegated to being a strong man after a day?"

Lu Mingfei was wronged.

"Don't worry, I will continue to drop you tomorrow," Su Xiaoyao put the removed crabmeat on a plate, "I will try to turn you into a mule."

"Then am I going to sleep in the hayloft?!" Lu Mingfei was horrified, "Be careful when I sue you for abuse!"

"You're lucky, I don't have a hayloft in my house, so I can only pack up a room for you to live in."

Su Xiaoyao picked up a chopsticks and crab meat and put it in the bowl of grandma, and then put another chopsticks into the bowl of Lu Mingfei.

"Although there is no hayloft in the house, there is still a doghouse."

Grandma interrupted suddenly.

Lu Mingfei looked horrified.

"I think I can clean up, and I will temporarily stay with Uncle Li tonight."

Grandma's next sentence made Lu Mingfei relieved.

"Uncle Li?" Su Xiaoyao was taken aback, "Uncle Li didn't leave?"

"In the afternoon he said he wanted to live, but I have not had much energy for the past two days, so I just cleaned the house you usually live in, and there is no time for a second one," the grandma said, "so I asked him if he could be wronged and stay in Rhubarb's room for one night, and he ran away overnight."

"rhubarb?"

Lu Mingfei was curious.

"It's the dog that grandma's family used to raise, and then left."

Su Xiaoyao explained.

Lu Mingfei said that Uncle Li has entered a black-hearted factory.

"Huh? Wait!" Su Xiaoyao suddenly noticed a very serious problem, "Grandma, if you only clean up one guest room, then Lu Mingfei and I... don't you want to... want to..."

Su Xiaoyao's face was blushing, and his voice became smaller and smaller.

Lu Mingfei who was opposite Su Xiaoyao widened his eyes.

Is it progressing so fast? I'm not mentally prepared yet!

"Silly girl, what are you thinking about?" Grandma looked at her silly granddaughter with a very weird look, "Of course you will sleep with me for one night temporarily tonight, so that Mingfei will live with you. Live in the house, you two will come together with me tomorrow to clean up the guest room Mingfei wants to live in."

"Oh oh oh! It turned out to be like this! No, right? I mean it really is like this! Ahahahaha..."

Su Xiaoyao waved her hands indiscriminately.

Lu Mingfei let out a sigh of relief, his face unclear whether he was relaxed or regretful.

...

Most of the latrines in the countryside are built in the corners of the yard. In summer, it is easy to fly insects. Although there are no insects in winter, it is deadly cold outside the house at night.

Fortunately, it should be autumn now~www.readwn.com~ so the weather is not cold, and there are no bugs. Su Xiaoyao came out of the latrine at night, washed his hands at the tap in the yard, and walked to the house with his sleepy eyes narrowed. At the door, gently opened the door, walked over to the bed and fell down.

Rubbing his face on the soft and smooth mattress, Su Xiaoyao hugged the grandma beside him again, just like when he was a child.

Huh... Does grandma have so many muscles on her body? And grandma's breathing has always been very shallow, why is it so powerful now...

Su Xiaoyao froze suddenly, raising her neck little by little, and through the dim moonlight coming through the window, what came into her eyes was a closed eye with slender eyelashes raised, her skin white and shiny as jade, and her facial features were flawless. A face.

Damn it! Go to the wrong room!

Help... something happened... it's over...

Su Xiaoyao groaned in her heart.

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