“Not good, my lord!“Adults are bad!”

The old servant rushed in in panic.

The face of the elderly is so gloomy that it can quickly drip out of the water.

He drank coldly:

"What!Hurry up!What avatar!”

I heard the almost roaring words of this good old man.

The old servant’s body trembled.

Kneeling on the ground.

The trembling voice:

“Lord, forgive me!The old slave did not mean it, but also asked the adults to spare their lives!”

I heard the old man ask for forgiveness.

The somber face of the old man alone was only a little tempered.

“Hm!Take it another time, if you kill yourself.”

The old servant thanked him.

The rickety body is lower.

“Tell me, there’s something so urgent.”

The old man slowly cleaned up the alchemy stove.

Ask lightly.

"The business in our shop has been robbed by the one in the south of the city!"

The old servant said.

“Was it stolen?Didn’t I tell you to send some difficult patients over?”

The old man’s face was slightly cold.

The alchemist is a money-burning profession.

Although the ability to absorb gold is strong, the speed of that money is also fast.

Not enough wealth.

How to enter the higher level of alchemy?

All of this can be done on the basis of enough money.

Otherwise.

That would be just talk.

Listen to the elderly people a little cold words.

The old slave trembled.

I immediately explained:

“Sir, I did what you said, but...”

gritted teeth.

The old man continued:

"But this boy is too strong, we secretly sent it, he was cured!"

Speaking of the back.

The old man’s face showed a look of helplessness.

It's not that he's not doing anything.

It’s because the guy is so good!

“Have you all been healed?”

The face of the old man changed slightly.

Then the cold hum:

“Hm!What kind of goods are you sending?Show me.”

He suspected that the old slave sent the patient in the past, and the condition was not enough to be "troubleful".

The old slave hurriedly took out the jade Jane, which had been prepared in advance.

The old man passed away.

Then his eyebrows became more and more frowned.

These guys’s illness is not bad either.

How is it possible...

“This guy, I’ll go out and see it myself this time!”Look at this little guy, what’s the point!”

Finished.

The old man stood up from his seat.

He did not believe that this young lingitis was worse than he was in terms of alchemy.

And.

If only this guy wouldn’t take it.

Your pharmacy is going to be too damaged.

For the first time in a month, the elderly man walked out of the room.

...

And at this moment.

The shops next to the street were surrounded by water.

There are patients everywhere.

One by one, the breath is some problems, suddenly high and low.

Or some of them are pale, as if their lives are long gone.

Among them are the false warriors, and there are the yang-in-residers.

There are even one or two and a half steps of the demonic strongman mixed among them.

Only these unscrupulous people at the moment.

But it was a good line of up.

Quietly waiting for the team to turn to itself.

And in addition.

There was a very young voice.

"Eight octagonal leaves, five plants of seven-star grass . . . these herbs are ready."

Lin Yan glanced at the man.

Then he said lightly.

And Namorrowan has already made things very tacitly.

Wait for the forest almonds.

This Morayong and other people's breath is much stronger than a month ago.

All the injuries were healed by the forest.

They are all separated.

Now I have some dream feelings.

He suffered a self-infused injury for more than a decade.

Is it so overnight?

It was before, and they didn’t dare to think about it.

One time.

Morrow and others are even more admiring.

Which alchemist in this empty world can have such ability?

Even that one.

I’m afraid it’s not as much as the forest.

In front of a demon warrior with a thorny face, he asked with a nervous face:

“Master, I’m not a big problem, am I?”

This guy is evil, but his face is full of laughter, as if he is very kind.

Laughing at the corners of the mouth is twitching.

It’s also hard for him.

Lin Yan faltered.

Then he laughed:

"It's okay, it's just a little thing, you can go back and take it for seven days."

The magician listened and breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he took a picture of his chest:

"Master Lin, if you have the opportunity in the future, you must go to my blood demon clan as a guest!"

“All right.”

Lin Yan nodded his head.

This month.

He didn’t know how many times he was invited.

Lin Yan is used to it.

Who let him this month, all the diseases can be solved.

What is Reputation?

Only.

The demonic king did not come to the door.

Think here.

Lin Yan's eyebrows could not help but wrinkle slightly.

There are less than two months left.

This demonic tribe does not pay attention to the life of the little princess.

Or is he not in the eyes of the royal family?

And just at this time.

An old voice sounded from behind the line.

"Haha!In the morning, I heard that there was a small master of alchemy with a medical climax on the South Street, and now look at it, it really has a means!”

“Good, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, heWhat a terrible thing to be born!”

Listen to this voice.

The demons turned around.

“Huh?”This guy is...”

“A very old man!”

"Ah?"But the six-star alchemist – the only good old man?”

There was a magic moment to take a cold breath.

They looked back at the eyes of the people.

This old man is famous.

In the whole empty world, no one knows.

At the beginning, the demon clan invited the old man to come and live here.

But it costs a lot of money.

And this demonic clan did not fall outside the top ten royal families.

It also has something to do with this elderly person.

After all, a vinctic master's network, that is very broad.

This elderly man chose to settle in the Melodland.

Everyone gives them a little face.

I won’t bother this old man.

This demonic tribe also took the opportunity to breathe.

Only.

At that time, Guliza's strange disease.

Even the only good old man of these six products cannot be cured.

Think about it.

How difficult that disease is.

The demons took the initiative to separate the road.

Not for a while.

An old demon with some self-righteous appearance appeared in front of Lin Yan.

I saw the latter not getting up.

The old man’s eyebrows frowned.

There is some displeasurance in my heart.

In his opinion.

As a younger generation, Lin Yan, saw that he should stand up and practice the etiquette of a younger generation.

And then respectfully invite him to the master seat to sit.