Chapter 13 1 Must Be False

Feng Xingying's alchemy seems to be more attentive on the surface, but in fact her wonderful eyes are silently observing the surrounding environment.

It wasn't that Feng Xingying didn't want to concentrate on alchemy, but it was this so-called low-level pill that could not arouse her desire to concentrate at all.

Prince Nangong Chu rode a snow-white unicorn horse and the handsome and beautiful combination of the nine princesses, although the combination of handsome men and beauties flashed like a light bulb, but it was difficult to enter the eyes of Feng Xingying.

Instead, it was the attic.

The gaze in the attic, if substantial.

Feng Xingying raised her head, her eyes were like electricity, without showing any timidity.

"Brother Qin has good eyesight, this woman is really extraordinary." The man in white chuckled, and the gentle smile that opened up melted the ice in the room.

...

Time passed by, but the whole scene was surprisingly quiet.

Feng Xingying used her strength to gain the respect of the audience.

After all, the washing marrow pill is an unattainable noble existence for ordinary people, even ordinary spiritual people.

At noon, the surrounding crowd began to be restless.

Every now and then there are whispered discussions.

"Did you smell anything?"

"Stupid, that's Danxiang. It is said that when precious medicinal pills are made into pills, they will be fragrant. It seems that this girl Youying is really a genius."

"It smells so good. After smelling it, I feel like I'm going to float." The other person was intoxicated and suddenly realized: "Hey, why doesn't my throat hurt anymore?"

"I think the whole person is in good spirits."

"This is alchemy. That scene just now, when I think about it now, it was just a child playing the house."

"Master of alchemy, it's different."

This kind of discussion came into the ears of the Ninth Princess, although she didn't say anything, her whole face was tense.

When Feng Xingying was about to release the elixir, the palace maid Bi Rui suddenly stopped:

"Wait a minute, how could it be possible to refine the pill in half a day? Do you think we are all fools? You, Treasure Treasure Pavilion, don't know where you found a person with a hidden head and a tail. How can we know if it’s true or false? Do we really think that we have no one in Ningzhou City?”

Feng Xingying just pretended not to hear, and continued to open her pill furnace.

Bi Rui winked, and a middle-aged woman behind the nine princesses shot violently, and a row of mighty thorns like artificially cut thorns directly attacked Feng Xingying.

"Let the girl laugh." Sister Mei's face froze, she really didn't expect that someone would dare to touch the VIP of their Treasure Pavilion.

I saw a plum blossom in her hand rising against the wind, and the whole flower was like a translucent pink and white shield, blocking the front of Feng Xingying.

This battle, just started, is already over.

Because Sister Mei's strength is obviously stronger than that of the middle-aged woman.

It's just that Sister Mei was worried about the royal family, so she didn't follow suit, she just said coldly, "Who dares to run wild in the Treasure Pavilion?"

Feng Xingying still didn't change her face, she continued to release her pills, her movements were smooth, it seemed that the scene just now did not catch her eye.

This determination alone is enough to be admired.

After all, the guards brought by the nine princesses are not extraordinary, and they have the strength of a great spiritual master, so she did not keep her hands. If Sister Mei hadn't acted, Feng Xingying might even have died on the spot.

But she was able to keep fiddling with her pill furnace without changing her face.

Or, she was very determined.

Either, her strength has surpassed that of the Great Spirit Master.

Most people think it's the latter.

The corners of Feng Xingying's lips twitched slightly, and she chuckled and whispered, "I didn't expect Treasure Pavilion, but that's all."

Her voice was so soft that only Sister Mei behind her could hear it.

Sister Mei is also very depressed, how do you feel that she has become this young girl's follower?

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