"Pooh!"
Fenglong suddenly became furious.
"Luo, don't talk shit! How good do you think you are? Why don't you let Xiao Qi be eliminated! Huh, if you have the ability, you should stand on the stage first!"
Luo Qingyan's face turned red, "Humph, you sharp-tongued little bitch. Look back, I want to see if you can win! If you have the ability, just tell me, what's written on it?" "
Fenglong held up the note and waved it.
"It says Mingluan Dan. Could it be that this is also a test question? You think it must be written wrong, right?"
"Sister Qingli should be allowed to smoke again!"
Many people expressed their agreement.
"Yeah, it must have been written wrong."
"Yes, why is there such a question? It's just a deliberate attempt to embarrass people."
Everyone started talking about it.
Pharmacist Lu came over strangely.
He knew the test questions very well. The thirty-two elixirs listed on the list were all carefully selected to show the players' level without being too unusual.
Of course, there are still differences in difficulty.
Therefore, the luck of the players is also very important.
However, there is no such thing as a fourth-level Mingluan Pill.
When he took the note and looked at it, his expression suddenly changed.
It does have the words Ming Luan Dan written on it.
He held the note and was about to ponder.
At this time, someone in the crowd suddenly said: "Didn't I just say that luck is also a part of strength. Maybe she just has bad luck?"
Someone immediately responded.
"Yes, it would be unfair if she is asked to draw again. Should someone else draw the lottery? I also feel that my draw is not good. Can I draw it again?"
"That's right, we can't make an exception for her alone!"
Many people began to agree.
Fenglong's face turned pale with anger.
He turned around and glared at them fiercely.
"Fart! Is that the same thing for you? Mingluan Pill is not something we can refine at all!"
"Hmph, didn't you just say that you can't refine it? If you can't do it, then give up as soon as possible! Don't waste time here!"
Dongfang Meng shouted loudly and said.
The two men stared at each other like fighting cocks.
Luo Qingyan also shouted loudly from below.
"That's it! If you can't do it, just admit defeat!"
"You don't want to be so shameless and want to hold on, do you?"
Ye Qingli's eyes were a little cold.
There must be something wrong here.
At least, you can tell by looking at Pharmacist Lu's face.
At this time, Chi Xiangwan, who had been watching from the side, walked out with a smile.
"Sister Dongfang, please stop arguing. Please listen to me."
"Although the lot drawn by Miss Ye is a bit difficult. However, Pharmacist Lu just said that it was judged by five judges together. Luck is also a part of strength."
She talked with confidence.
"Whether we can become Master Min's disciple, in addition to strength, opportunity is also very important. Perhaps, this is God's will to help Master Min choose his disciples. If Miss Ye wants to try again at this time, then destroy it If we break the rules, I don’t think anyone will agree.”
On the surface, she sounded righteous.
When Fenglong and the others heard this, they almost felt sick.
However, Chi Xiangwan's seemingly fair demeanor did confuse many people.
