Chapter 153

Looking at shuiruohan's ferocious face, the emperor in the royal guards coughed twice. Shuiruohan was stunned and his face slowly recovered.

At this time, the emperor stood up and said, "all the contestants should not make trouble any more. If anyone makes trouble again, he will be disqualified from the competition and go straight out." LAN Wenxuan originally dreamed of fishing in the Crystal Palace, but such a good opportunity was destroyed by the emperor. Suddenly he had a bad impression of the emperor.

"The competition time will not change. It's still midnight and the last half hour. If you don't go back to continue, I think you don't have enough time!" Speaking of this, he glanced at LAN Wenxuan with his fierce eyes. Just at this time, LAN Wenxuan looks at the emperor with dissatisfaction. Although the four eyes intersect for a moment, they have already made sparks.

Then LAN Wenxuan turned around and was about to walk into the box, but he heard the man in Tsing Yi behind him snort coldly and said in a soft voice: "TMD, dare to be with..." before he finished his scolding, he suddenly felt as if there was a breeze in front of him. Then he snapped, and then the man in Tsing Yi screamed. Half of his face was swollen, and then he spat out a mouthful of blood foam with several snow-white teeth.

Most of the audience didn't see anything, as if the voice just appeared out of thin air. All of them were stunned, and some of them were already guessing, is this magical pharmacist still a sword saint or a sword God?

The old emperor, who had not yet sat back, was stunned. Although he did not see how the young man who had entered the box made his move, he could hear the clear slap. LAN Wenxuan slapped him in the face. He had never seen such a frivolous young man before. He didn't give him any face at all. He actually challenged his authority in front of him, which he didn't allow. However, he suppressed it. He was not only an emperor, but also a sword cultivator. He also had the power of a sword emperor. Just now, he hardly saw a shadow. What's the degree of this young man's cultivation?

Even the setting sun in Huyan looked at box 68 with an incredulous expression. Outside the groaning pharmacist in Tsing Yi, almost all of them were still, and all of them were shocked. Water if cold also can't believe, clearly look just a five star sword king, why have so terrible speed and fighting power?

What LAN Wenxuan wants is the result. He is worried that the emperor's old son will also pay attention to the drugstore. He is worried that after he has cured the wounded, zhuyandan will be peeped at by a villain. This kind of elixir will surely win a lot of sneakers. So when the pharmacist in Qingyi scolded him, he got the result he wanted and shocked all the people present by relying on the infinite spread of nature's skills.

If the water is cold, I will come back. Jumping down from the high platform, he came to the man in Qingyi who was still groaning. Looking at his swollen face, he called out: "Haitong, is everything ok?"

"Old palace master, you have to be the master for me! He pointed to his swollen face Because he lost a few teeth, he spoke vaguely. Then he began to moan. Shuiruohan frowned and put his hand on Haitong's face. After a while, the swollen face disappeared, but the lost teeth would never come back.

Water if cold mouth way: "go back to continue to compete." Then he turned to box 68.

The wounded man was still sitting at the door, as if he were a door god. He didn't lift his eyelids when he looked at shuiruohan. Suddenly shuiruohan felt a burst of killing air pressure. This kind of killing air was very unique. No matter how high his cultivation was, he couldn't practice it. It gave people a feeling of yin and awe inspiring, and made people's sweat stand upright. Although the killing air was not directed at LAN Wenxuan, But sensitive he still felt it and looked up at the wounded soldier sitting at the door.

At this time, shuiruohan was afraid of an ordinary wounded soldier. He stopped about a foot away from box 68 and used his spirit power to resist the murderous spirit.

From this angle, LAN Wenxuan also happens to see the water if it's cold. Seeing the water if it's cold and alert, LAN Wenxuan says with a smile: "this is not the old water palace master. As for the tension like this?" Water if cold a Leng, in the heart a think, right, oneself nervous what? Is a swordsman afraid of a warrior with only a great swordsman? And a half dead wounded man? Looking at that kind of smile, he felt very uncomfortable. He calmed down and said coldly, "the palace master doesn't always talk to you. You have to give an account to the palace master!"

"Explain? I don't know what old master Shui means! " LAN Wenxuan deliberately showed a puzzled look, and then he slowly walked out of the box. When he passed the soldier at the door, he had a look with great interest, because the murderous air just now shocked him. This kind of people's murderous air is unique to thousands of dead people.

LAN Wenxuan stopped at a place less than one meter away from shuiruohan. Looking at him angrily, shuiruohan said coldly: "don't pretend to be stupid with me. If you don't give me an explanation today, you won't want to leave here. Speaking of this, you are full of momentum and your clothes are windless. LAN Wenxuan feels a pressure of spirit. He immediately raises the residual Qi of less than three layers in his body and wants to resist

"Stop it all. Don't you see where it is? It's so hard to tear it down? " Although the voice seems to be a bit old voice, but it gives people a feeling of every word.

LAN Wenxuan and Shui Ruohan are both in a daze. At the same time, they look up to the high platform and see Huyan standing at the front desk in the sunset. They look down at them.

LAN Wenxuan then chuckled, spread his hands, and said: "old man, you see, what does this have to do with me? I'm just being resisted."

Shui Ruohan glared at LAN Wenxuan, then bowed to the setting sun of Huyan and said: "before the setting sun, you can see that this man chose the Crystal Palace first, and..."

"Yes? Is it really this young man who picked the first thing? When I was blind, where were you when Haitong started making trouble? Besides, did you see the boy pick the bank with your own eyes? I didn't see it with my eyes, just you? " Huyan sunset, looking at the cold water, his eyes are full of contempt.

At this time, if the water cold dare not anger, had to be in full view of the silent retreat back.

At this time, Huyan turned his eyes to LAN Wenxuan, and his expression became softer. He said faintly: "young people should know how to advance and retreat."

LAN Wenxuan habitually smile, the same light mouth way: "thank you for your teaching." However, the tone anyone can hear, did not put the words of Huyan sunset in mind. Huyan sunset frowned, said nothing more, and went back to his seat.

LAN Wude looks at LAN Wenxuan with a bitter smile. He thinks to himself that this child has to find something every time

Looking at the scattered pharmacists didn't go back to the box, lanwude shook his head, stood up and said: "the competition continues. If you want to give up the competition, you can go out!" A group of pharmacists rushed into their box after hearing the words. LAN Wenxuan also folded his body and walked into box 68 with a smile. When he passed the wounded at the door, he said faintly: "thank you The soldier raised his head and looked at LAN Wenxuan. There was a certain look in his eyes. He asked, "can you really cure my injury?" He asked slowly, and his voice almost didn't change much from the beginning. The only change was the extra look in his eyes.

The corner of LAN Wenxuan's mouth rose and his face hung a habitual smile. He picked up the herbs on the ground and put the refined Zhuyan pill out of the oven. He said carelessly: "as long as you believe, there is no injury that I can't cure. As long as people are not dead, I can still pull them back from the gate of hell. " LAN Wenxuan said confidently.

"My name is Xu Qingfeng." The wounded soldier gave his name. LAN Wenxuan looked up at Xu Qingfeng and said, "your name doesn't match you at all." He is still picking up the herbs on the ground. This sentence is careless.

"Others say the same." Xu Qingfeng said in the same tone“ If I can cure you, how can you repay me? " LAN Wenxuan topic, stop in the hands of live, looking up at Xu Qingfeng asked.

Xu Qingfeng frowned at first, then stretched out and said carelessly: "give me medical treatment, because you want to pass this competition, I'll let you treat, and I'm already helping you. If you want to repay me, you can repay me." Hearing the speech, LAN Wenxuan was stunned.

LAN Wenxuan thought for a while and said with a smile, "what you said is really right, but you have ignored one thing." LAN Wenxuan looked directly at Xu Qingfeng and said.

"Oh?" Xu Qingfeng showed a puzzled expression on his face. Looking at LAN Wenxuan.

"If I want to pass the customs, I need not find a way to completely cure your old disease. I only need to pass a certain chance. There is no need to bother to recover you as before!" LAN Wenxuan light said here, began to bottle in YAN Dan. But Xu Qingfeng looks at the snow-white pills that Lan Wenxuan put into the jade bottle, and is absorbed in thinking about something. The look in his eyes is constantly changing, and his happiness, anger and sadness appear in his eyes. LAN Wenxuan doesn't disturb him. After a long time, Xu Qingfeng's eyes calmed down.

LAN Wenxuan looked at the calm Xu Qingfeng in his eyes and said with a faint smile: "how about it? I think you are a very smart person. Have you thought about it? "

Xu Qingfeng still has a trace of hesitation in his eyes. Looking at LAN Wenxuan, he asked, "can you really help me cure this injury?" With hope in his eyes, he is waiting for LAN Wenxuan to answe