Princess Sets Poison Again

Chapter 12 Tanuki, you accept me as a disciple!

Nanyuan, pharmacy.

Xue Qingxi stared stupidly like a **** visiting her room.

After turning around in the room, Baitan finally stopped in front of a pile of bottles and jars, picked up a jade bottle and opened it and smelled it.

Dai Mei raised her eyebrows slightly, Baitan glanced at Xue Qingyan, "These are all yours?"

"Um." Xue Qing looked back and nodded.

"This tara lacks two money flowers, half money flowers and leaves."

"Now this effect is only half." Baiju discarded the jade bottle in his hand.

Xue Qing grabbed the jade bottle dangerously, pulled out the plug and smelled like a beaver, but it didn't smell anything.

Confused, another jar flew over.

"When you make this white snake dew, you go to the roots and leave the leaves. It wastes the strongest venom, so only three points of toxicity remain."

Xue Qingyu quickly caught it, watching the thick green liquid in the jar, could not help but tremble.

He tried the white snake dew in this jar, which can poison three beasts of monster size. Now Tanuki says that it is only three points poison.

If someone said that, he would certainly not believe it, but she would have to believe what she said.

As long as the raccoon's quick and precise refining technique was just thought of, Xue Qingyu was full of admiration.

"This acacia tears is nothing short of, but it is almost in flames, and the condition is too poor."

"This magenta is pretty good, barely seven points."

Bottles and jars circulated from side to side, Xue Qing hurriedly followed, and after a while he held a pile of medicine bottles.

"Beaver ..."

A grieving grievance came.

Baitan raised his eyes and looked at Xue Qingyan's stupid appearance, unconsciously raising his lips.

"Look at it."

Walked to the medicine cabinet, quickly selected the needed medicinal materials, and walked to the medicine stove.

A hand was lifted, and several kinds of medicinal materials flew into the medicinal furnace together. The fibrous fingers flew, and the hot flame instantly rose, followed by the stream-like refinement.

Xue Qing couldn't help but move forward, watching carefully.

To say that the refining pharmacist he's met is not small, that is, the first refining pharmacist of Zixiao, and when Elder Shengquan refined his medicine, he also looked aside. No one has such a clean way of her, not only fast, And it is very precise. Those refined concentrations that are refined do not know how much purer than he is.

What surprised him most was that she was able to refine many kinds of herbs at the same time, and there was nothing wrong with it.

Refinement, fusion, and sacredness, so the action is done in one go.

When the red sleeves were flung, a few rows of neat jade bottles were added to the table next to the medicine stove.

...... Refined it so soon.

Xue Qingxi went to the desk case, took a bottle and took a closer look, her eyes lit up brightly.

Sure enough, much better than those he refined.

"Beaver, you take me as a disciple."

Xue Qingxi looked at the **** with excitement, her eyes full of excitement.

… The **** looked at Xue Qingyu silently.

Isn't this nerd apprentice to Grandpa?

"The qualifications are too poor, you still practice martial arts seriously."

The Beaver spoke patted his shoulders intently.

Xue Qingya blushed and scratched her head in shame.

His qualifications for refining medicines are a bit poor, but he can study hard.

"The rest is for you."

Picking a few jade bottles and putting them in his arms, Baiju turned and walked out of the pharmacy.

"Where are you going?"

Xue Qingxi blinked and chased immediately.

"Go out."

Listening to the beaver's leisurely voice, Xue Qing was dumbfounded, raised his eyes and looked at the full moon in the sky, his brows frowned.

It's midnight, where is this girl going?

"Where are you going? I'll go with you."

Hearing the footsteps behind him, the **** waved his hand without turning his head back. "Oh, I'm not a fool now."

In the night, the elegant figure gradually drifted away, dreamlike.

Like her, she always felt like she was dreaming.

Xue Qingxi could not help pinching his handsome face.

Hiss, it hurts ...