Old Ancestor, He Was a Wolf Fire

#八一八 That entered the pharmacy transfer student#

#Did your male **** fry the pot today? #

#The first strong? Is it just a fake name or is it not here? #

The posts on the school forum have recently been maintained in a magical style. Before, a group of people were excited to read one by one, but now it is almost all kinds of strange answers.

Brain Axe: Ah... How many times did the genius of the next-door Pharmacy Department burst the test tube today?

I love rolling: I don't know, but it seems to be a lot of times. The teacher's face is dark.

The mecha system carries the handle: exmmmmm, isn't it the number one strong? How can you go to the Pharmacy Department to do research if you don't study well in the Mecha major?

Norton carries the handle: The ghost knows, maybe the strong is the maverick.

...

Sitting in the classroom, looking at the ancestor who burst the test tube again. His face was also darkened like the test tube.

It is estimated that the marshal who went away didn't know that his little ancestor had already run into a wall in pharmacy. After all, when he was at home before, Gu Qianjun had never exploded a test tube, although not using a test tube may be one of the reasons.

Silvia, who was sitting next to Gu Qianjun, had a terrible face, and even her body was a little farther away with foresight.

After Gu Qianjun's face returned to normal, he cautiously leaned over: "Or, you still go to the basic class to learn first? Look at the teacher's face."

Gu Qianjun glanced at the teacher standing on the podium, and pursed his lips.

The shock of other people at the beginning has turned into a blind eye now.

Iliad, who is also a pharmacy student, looked at Gu Qianjun who was sitting behind him. He questioned Carey's request before: such a person can't even succeed in basic medicine, can he really repair the genetic fault?

And Kaili, who was staying in the palace, looked back gloomy about what he had discovered a few days ago.

A few days ago...

Carey looked at the message from his subordinates, his face was a little calm and terrifying: "You mean...My father, the Emperor Nowell, does not have a congenital disease of genetic discontinuity?"

Carey's fingers slowly tapped the desktop.

The subordinate who knows how fierce the other party's look is and wipes the sweat from his forehead: "Yes, your Majesty, according to the information we accidentally obtained, does not have a congenital genetic fault."

Carey squinted his eyes slightly: "Go and check the situation on my mother's side." If my mother doesn't have this symptom either... What is the congenital genetic fault?

The pensive Carey walked slowly and unconsciously, and when he came back to his senses, he found that he was already standing at the door of the Nouvel Palace.

The place that should have been heavily guarded, at this moment there is no one. This made Carey frowned, and his heart was beating quickly and unsteadily.

He had a hunch that something big must be happening inside.

You know, her father, Nowell, is more important to his life than anyone else. Usually, even if you go out, there are some people around, not to mention the sleeping quarters.

Opening the shield that he developed privately, Kaili walked into the hall lightly.

In the magnificent palace, the atmosphere is a bit heavy. A middle-aged man wearing a white robe and extremely pale was standing opposite Noville and saying something.

The two of them had only had a peaceful conversation, but at the end, the expression of the middle-aged man began to become more and more excited.

"Your Majesty! This experiment can't go on. Prince Searle may have noticed that he has been avoiding the food we sent recently."

Novel's face was a bit ugly: "Didn't I tell you to make you do something more concealed?" Why did he still find it?

If I didn't say anything, I made a comparison after extending it to the summary.

The middle-aged man pursed his lips, his face was tangled and even a hint of fanaticism: "His Royal Highness Searle is too keen. It is indeed my most perfect work."

His words immediately made Novel frowned: "Claude, pay attention to the way you speak! Searle is not the one you can move."

The middle-aged man named Crowder still has a slight enthusiasm on his face: "I'm just a little doctor, of course I dare not hit His Highness Searle's attention."

"But..." Crowder's voice changed: "This is also thanks to your majesty for providing his child's genes to repair the congenital genetic defects of His Royal Highness Searle. Otherwise, I will not be able to make such a perfect work."

Carey couldn't listen to the subsequent conversation at all, and he was full of what he had just heard.

Provide your own child's genes, congenital genetic defects, Searle. Word by word seemed to cut a hole in Carey's heart.

The cool night breeze blew on Ali's body, and my heart creaked desertedly.

"Who?" Nowell, who was still talking, suddenly sharpened his eyebrows, and stared at the direction where Carey was not far away. Carey, who reacted, immediately opened the shield to the maximum and escaped from Norville's palace.

After he left, Noville sent Crowder away. The dead man in black didn't know where to stand up, and whispered a few whispers in Novel's ear.

After the dead man finished speaking, Novel's sharp eyes stopped at the position before Carey, and his eyes became dark and unclear.

Kaili who has returned to work with you, clutching his beating heart, panting heavily. The sweat on his forehead slowly slipped down his cheeks.

"Huh?" Carey smiled nervously: "Hahaha, haha..."

In the huge palace, it seemed that only Carey's laughter was left.

...

"Student Gu, if you really can't do it, please go to the basic class to learn how to make the medicine." After the test tube was burst again in class, the teacher's face was not very natural and came forward to remind.

Gu Qianjun nodded, and did not directly talk back or raise the bar as others imagined. His reaction was too calm, but it made people feel a little uneasy.

"Teacher, is there only one way to make potions?" After Gu Qianjun cleaned up the desktop, he looked at the debris and asked the teacher who had just advised him.

The teacher of the practice class shook his head: "Not necessarily, different masters have different ways..."

Before the teacher was finished, Gu Qianjun nodded. Then I didn't know where to pull out a pitch-black small tripod.

The small tripod with a bulging belly looks a little cute, and with the bulging cheeks of Old Ancestor Gu, it is unexpectedly harmonious and cute, and it has reached a large group of people.

Others: Hey, hey, just looking at Mengmengda, I'm determined to become a fan.

Before other people started to babble crazily under their own efforts, the hot flame brought them back to reality.

The students who were stunned by the flame looked around with stunned faces, and finally focused on the black and white flames that appeared in Gu Qianjun's hands.

"Fogweed!!! What is that?" Student A exploded in a foul language. The classmate next to him immediately gave him an inversion: "Huo, are you stupid by the heat?"

Student A was stabbed by his friend and rubbed his heart with a little pain. He just turned around and said something foul: "Fogweed! How do you fatten up, friend? You sweat in the big winter?"

To student A, Ji who was speechless rolled his eyes and did not speak.

Others also started to talk: "What kind of fire is that? Is it really fire?"

"My brother Di is good, I have seen red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple flames, and this is the first time I have seen black and white."

The students who expressed their eyesight were all a little eager to come forward and take a look. However, the black and white flame is too strong. It was just an idea that had just arisen, and before it had time to implement it, he was elegantly afraid to step forward.

Students: Hey, his legs and legs are soft.

The teacher and Silvia standing next to Gu Qianjun were the most stressed.

Upon seeing this, Gu Qianjun slightly suppressed the chaotic flame and placed the flame directly under the small cauldron.

The flame that was still in the palm of Gu Qianjun before directly suspended Xiaoding in the air below Xiaoding. The small tripod, which was originally just a slap, turned into the size of a soup bowl the moment it was burned by the flames.

Throw in the medicinal herbs you prepared before slowly. Before the teacher could stop it, he saw the herbs in the small cauldron turn into a solid liquid substance.

Then slowly merge together. Before he had time to take a closer look, Gu Qianjun closed the lid directly: "You can get it out in a while."

The smile on his face is very bright, not as abnormal as before.

After all, Old Ancestor Gu was really upset before. All the medicinal materials he got from Reinhardt were used for alchemy. He was not familiar with the medicines in this world at all. Although the effects were the same, it was inevitable that he couldn't control the heat.

Sometimes a test tube explodes when one can't control it, and Gu is also very embarrassed, okay?

At any rate, it was one of the best alchemy carrying handles in the cultivation world, and it was actually broken by a small potion here. It can be said that it is very unhappy to let so many people read the jokes.

Even if the ancestor who lived for thousands of years, he still has a lot of face.

Now that the teacher has said that there can be different ways, then he will directly refine the alchemy.

Just when Gu Qianjun was still thinking about it, there was a scent of fragrance coming from the originally dark small cauldron. The students around couldn't help taking a deep breath.

Even the teacher beside him took a deep breath. A shocked face in hindsight: "This, is this medicinal fragrance?"

In a word, a stormy sea was immediately set off among the students. Medicinal incense is a special symbol that appears when the master of pharmacy refines high-level potions.

Among them now, only Silvia can barely achieve that point. But... Gu Qianjun, who has been bombing, is actually okay?

Hearing what the teacher said, Gu Qianjun touched his chin: "You said this?" Is the Danxiang of this world actually called Yaoxiang? It seems to be very powerful.

When I saw a piece of knowledge at random before, Old Ancestor Gu was already a little desperate about the superficial alchemy of this brother.

Gu Qianjun: Suddenly discovered...what a lonely thing is invincibility...

The teacher nodded aside.

It was absolutely true that it was the scent of medicine. He had only smelled the scent of medicine in the potion of the chief potion master of the empire.

Suddenly, the teacher looked at Gu Qianjun with a somewhat complicated expression.

That kind of people thought they were here for fun. I thought I had taken over a bronze, but I never expected that the other party would feel like a king... Real Nyima makes people feel embarrassed! ! !

After Gu Qianjun opened the furnace, the refreshing fragrance of medicine once again swept the senses of everyone present. Even the top of the school were a little alarmed.

I don't know when the old man who appeared next to the pill furnace directly stretched out his hand to grab the pill in the pill furnace.

Gu Qianjun's eyebrows quickly flicked a touch of displeasure, and he flicked his finger towards the old man. The black and white flames that appeared out of thin air directly separated the old man from the pill furnace.

Even the old man who was too late to take his hand was directly burned by the black and white flames.

"Ah-" screamed from the old man's mouth, and when Hebrew arrived a step slower, he pulled the sleeve of the old man next to him with a headache.

Old Bai smiled helplessly, and walked into the classroom with Hebrew.

When the two approached, they discovered that the arms of the elders of their pharmacy school had been occupied by black and white flames.

The people around were all watching the black and white flames, how they could directly occupy the entire arm of the elder after a little bit of chasing. All of a sudden, the children who were still flowers in the greenhouse, their faces were obviously pale.

Gu Qianjun narrowed his eyes and looked at the old man rolling on the ground coldly: "Is my stuff so active?"

Hebrew who walked forward: I feel that my broad brain is beginning to hurt again. But still have to be stretched.

"What's going on?" Some immature voices left a place for everyone around. Hebrew walked over and looked at the scene in front of him.

He stared sharply at Gu Qianjun: "Student Gu, can you explain what happened?" The **** explained well, love it! ! !

"He wants to grab my things," Gu Qianjun pointed at the people on the ground, and by the way, he thoughtfully retracted the flames.

Classmates: You are really caring.

Hebrew's gaze slowly moved over, as if he had only seen the people on the ground: "Huh? Elder Quinin? Why are you here?"

Reluctantly swallowing a few bottles of quinine healing potions, his face was a little gloomy, and he cast his eyes to Gu Qianjun fiercely: "I just smelled the strong fragrance of the medicine, so I just came to take a look. I just didn't expect... "

He said, as if inadvertently, his eyes ran across his arm.

Gu Qianjun curled his lips: "Come and see if you need to do it? Do you have eyes on your hands?" If it's really on your hands, then you really look like a mutant impersonator!

The quinine choked by Gu Qianjun made his face even worse. When Hebrew saw this, he hurried forward to fight haha. The small five-headed body looked out of place among a group of people.

Hebrew: Grinning, MMP in my heart.

Gu Qianjun stood aside, still with a gentle expression on his face, but with a steep coldness hidden in his eyes.

Author's gossip: I plead guilty, oooooo, I must code words early tomorrow, it's too terrible, and it is too late to revise a chapter carefully