"It seems that the bamboo was not cut in vain..."
In the distance, several bamboo-cutting disciples who had discussed it last night and put it into action today were feeling mixed emotions.
Did you say surprise? It doesn't seem to count. You said it was expected.
"Go and have breakfast, and then go and build a house for the alliance leader later." Several people whispered again and quietly left.
Hongluan is in a mess, eating the burnt pills. What does this mean? !
Ningyue patted her shoulder: "It's okay, it's always like this the first time. Just get used to it. Go have breakfast. After all, it will at least make your food today not look so bad. "
After saying that, Ning Yue and a group of disciples went back to the house to have breakfast together without any orders, relying entirely on mutual understanding.
"call!"
In the bamboo house, among the billowing black smoke, someone breathed out. As the energy came in, when the smoke dispersed, a dark face could be vaguely seen.
His eyes were wide open, finally showing some whiteness. Tears rolled down his eyes, washing out two white marks.
"Oh my god, you're choking me, damn."
Who else could it be besides Han Sanqian?
He flapped his hands, trying to disperse the smoke, but in the end, his flopping hands were still submerged in the black smoke.
"I can't bear it anymore, I can't bear it anymore." Han Sanqian burst into tears and held back a breath. When his body moved, a burst of breath was released directly from his body.
boom!
Under the attack of the air waves, the black smoke eventually disappeared in all directions like a tree scattering like a rabbit.
"Fuck it, isn't it?"
When the smoke cleared and Han Sanqian looked at the entire room again, he couldn't help but feel completely speechless for a moment.
What the hell is going on?
Looking around, the whole room is completely black.
Either it becomes blackened directly by the smoke, or it is directly covered with several thick layers of black ash...
Anyway, the room was completely dark.
This house was fine before, but now... it's completely uninhabitable.
"Damn it, other people are making useless elixirs, and this is a useless house for me."
Han Sanqian was depressed and helpless, and shot out another energy, directly knocking off the old black ash on the Double Dragon Cauldron. Then, the guy walked carefully to the front of the cauldron.
After sniffing and sniffing, Han Sanqian was a little uneasy. He didn't know what the elixir in the cauldron would be like if he caused such a bad appearance.
Damn, it’s heartbreaking to think about it. After all... even though he grew these things himself, to put it bluntly, he didn’t give them to him for free.
Almost all of them are of the highest quality and top quality. Who wouldn’t feel sad if they were ruined?
However, looking at the crime scene that was almost made like this by himself, Han Sanqian no longer even thought about praying.
At certain moments in the past, he would act like a child and pray for a masterpiece before opening the cauldron.
Today, he didn't. He only had one idea: it would be mushy, but it would be ok if he could eat it.
"call!"
Take a deep breath, there is no impatience, nor any expectations, only the calmness that drops again and again and the limit that is so low.
"As long as you can eat it, it's okay as long as you can eat it!"
It’s not a big deal if the medicinal materials become useless. After all, Han Sanqian has the money, so he can buy them, and he also has the land, so he won’t plant them anymore.
However, in front of so many people, especially the freshmen like Moyun Ghost City and Gailuocheng, if the scene turned upside down, it would be really embarrassing to the point where you could carve out a three-bedroom apartment with your toes.
"The Romance of Fairy Wood"
Although...it's a bit overturned now.
"Uncle Ding, leave me the last bit of dignity, thank you."
As he finished speaking, Han Sanqianqiang held his breath, and then he took up a burst of energy in his hand and aimed it directly at the mouth of the tripod.
boom!
The energy shield and black ash at the mouth of the tripod immediately dispersed. Han Sanqian coughed, and then put his head directly on the tripod.
"Fuck..." Han Sanqian opened his mouth wide...
