Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 978: I didn’t see the wrong person
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"Clang clang--"
The ringing of the bell, accompanied by the voice of the elder telling the time, spread throughout the square: "The distance test is over, there is still time for a stick of incense."
Hearing this time signal, the actions of the alchemists became more and more anxious.
The fire of release has become more and more vigorous.
Some alchemists have already refined the pill, sweating and sitting in their place, waiting for the last time for a stick of incense.
Ye Qingluo was constantly using a small fire at this time, refining utensils.
One wave after another, the power of the fire is constantly surging.
Sweat oozes out of her forehead.
It's impossible to say that you don't panic.
The Ice Soul Lingshen Pill is not a good refining medicine. If it is left in normal times, it will take at least half a day for her to refining it.
Moreover, it still relies on the power of the Shenlong Medicine Cauldron.
However, I am using a device that is so ordinary that it can no longer be ordinary.
It is really difficult to refine it within an hour.
But it's a bit difficult, and she must do it too.
She is not eligible to lose the game.
She must win.
Must win the first prize.
The sweat on her forehead has already filled her curly eyelashes, hazy her eyes.
"Clang clang--"
Another bell sounded: "The distance test is over and there is still time for half a stick of fragrance."
Ye Qing's chin dropped a drop of sweat.
She stared at the appliance, suddenly raised her palm, and slapped near the appliance.
The instrument bounced upwards.
In the next instant, a group of raging emotions immediately wrapped the utensil.
Like a fire dragon, completely swallowing the utensil.
Mu Zifei screamed, staring incredulously at the bundle of heart-fire-wrapped equipment: "Brother, her heart-fire power... is so..."
"I can't see the wrong person." Mu Zifan's eyes also hide a trace of excitement and joy.
He finally...
Finally waited until Ye Qingluo appeared.
He knew that Ye Qingluo could help him refine the pill he wanted...
When the last incense sticks, the moment it goes out.
The flame that wrapped Ye Qing's equipment suddenly dissipated.
The utensil fell into Ye Qingluo's hands.
She took out the pill and put it into the medicine bottle provided by the Lianyao League.
Immediately, I posted my name.
When the paper is pasted on the medicine bottle, the medicine bottle flashes, and the paper becomes like a medicine bottle.
No one can open this medicine bottle except for the elders of the Medicine Refining League.
This is also to ensure the fairness of the pharmacist competition.
After the second match, Ye Qingluo was exhausted.
When the medicine bottle is taken away by the elders and Baifan is torn down.
Mu Zifan said a few more briefly, and then asked the alchemists to go back and rest.
Ye Qingluo held his forehead.
In order to hurry, the power of Xuanxin Jade was a bit too much.
She shook her head and walked out of her place.
On the other side, Bei Mingche also happened to walk out, seeing Ye Qingluo look tired: "Girl, are you okay? Your face looks very bad."
Ye Qingluo waved her hand, refusing his concern.
Leaving the medicine refining square straight ahead.
After passing by the four encircled together, pointing at her and Bei Mingche's alchemist.
Ye Qingluo's eyes are slightly cold.
She suddenly softened slightly and ran into one of the alchemists.
The pharmacist suddenly scolded, and just about to reach out and push her away, Ye Qingluo grabbed her wrist.
Ye Qingluo "weakly" propped up her body, "weakly" aroused an apologetic smile: "Sorry, the refining pill has exhausted my heart and fire, and my body is a little unstable."
Several pharmacists cursed, patted themselves with disgust, eyes full of contempt, and stayed away from Ye Qingluo.