The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady

Before Donna, I saw a game in Qixia, starting from the mentor’s mouth and ending the game in less than three seconds.

The **** thin lips are slightly open, and the slender five fingers hold the staff and gently wave forward.

The unlucky one standing opposite him, who hadn't had time to open his mouth, was slammed into the wall by an oversized flame.

Enchanting, too enchanting!

Where is he going to participate in the competition, he is simply to abuse other students' self-respect.

"Yangxi, they should arrive in a short time, maybe they can catch up with the end." Qi Xia put one hand on the shoulder of Donnazhi, shaking the white jade fan in one hand.

The battle between the priest and the knight is not as fleeting as the magician. The gap between power and weakness still takes some time.

Just as the two men spoke, Shen Yanxiao finally stopped the action on his hand, and at exactly the same time, the bell at the end of the time sounded.

One second is not bad, and the truth is accurate.

The students who had waited for the death of Shen Yanxiao’s tragedy had to be disappointed.

However, what they are looking forward to is what this uninhibited first-year kid will do when he is actually preparing a pharmacy.

All students participating in the competition are preparing the medicines in the same position, so they only need to stop the movements on their hands and do not need to do any movement.

This also means that Shen Yanxiao will continue to hide in that wretched place and avoid the sight of everyone.

Pris was really intolerable. He finally used the majesty of the pharmacist and let a mentor move the flag to the side.

The refining table where Shen Yanxiao is located has finally appeared in the eyes of everyone.

A clean and tidy tabletop, not a dusty refining instrument, if not Shen Yanxiao has been busy with his head, it really makes people think that she did not use anything here.

This is a huge gap with the inconvenience of people.

However, on the clean and clean table, there are dozens of processed medicinal materials, and the piles of small powder are neatly discharged one by one. A bottle of crystal clear medicinal juice is shining in the sunlight. Attractive luster.

A rough number, on the desktop of Shen Yanxiao, at least forty kinds of herbs are placed!

"How is this possible!" After seeing the herbs on Shen Yanxiao's table, Pris was amazed.

Forty herbs?

Is it difficult for her to prepare a higher potion?

Do not make jokes!

Pris grips his hands tightly and can use more than forty herbs, all of which are high-level medicines.

The medicinal materials required for medium pharmacy are made up of thirty-nine kinds of caps!

Pris took a deep breath and tried to suppress the shock in his heart.

His face became very ugly at this moment.

Impossible, even if this kid is talented, it is absolutely impossible to formulate a higher dose at such a young age. If she can really prepare a higher potion at the age of thirteen, then she is not a human being. It’s a full ten monster!

Even Ye Qing, after the age of 20, prepared the first bottle of high-level medicine.

And between Pris, it was at the age of 28 that he had formulated a higher potion.

The lower pharmacy and higher pharmacy, although only one level is only bad, but the gap between the two is like a gap that cannot be crossed.