Zhang Fan let little kale leave first, small kale cozyly smile, nodded: "Okay."If I have any need, I'll call you, and you just have to press the caller on the wall and call it a little kale."

He nodded his head and made it clear.

Little Kagoan smiled and waved to Zhang Fan, and the body turned into hundreds of butterflies and dissipated into the air.

But this time the dissipation was different from the holographic beauty just outside the door.

Although the little kale body disappeared, the bikini was still suspended in the air.

Even more than Gini, like a bird, flapping its wings and flying two laps around Zhang Fan, which slowly dissipated into the air.

“Hush—”

Zhang Fan had just eaten the food in his mouth and sprayed it directly.

Nima, that’s funny too, isn’t it?

He wiped his mouth and continued to eat the food.

This meal is very different from the 9th district, and many Zhang Fan has never seen it.

But the taste is still good.

Just when Zhang Fan tasted the food, he felt that the whole restaurant was very strangely quiet.

In doubt, he turned to look.

Just seeing the door of the restaurant, a person was slowly coming in - exactly, like a ghost, floating in.

This man is about 70 years old, describing withered, pale as paper.

The clothes they wear are a very loose-fitting robe.

There are two small words on the chest: annihilation.

This man was a man of the island.

Zhang Fan said in his heart: Are the people of the lonely island the same virtue as this dead ghost?

The disciples of the island of silence, like a ghost, drifted forward.

The other practitioners saw the disciples of this annihilated island and hurriedly retreated around them.

Even the waiter who cooked for the disciples of the island was also left after putting down the meal and fled.

The disciples of the island of silence, if no one else, quietly eat the food - although he is moving, but the feeling of his whole being is a word: silence.

Or rather – silence.

Although he is alive, the whole person feels like he is dead.

When Zhang Fan saw this, he cursed in his heart: Is this lonely island such a dead pervert?Who can stand this?

Just thinking about this, the disciples of the annihilated island seemed to hear Zhang Fan's words, slightly looked up, and looked at Zhang Fan.

Just look at this eye, Zhang Fan felt cold hands and feet.

Because although the eyes of the disciples of the island were open, they were not half-slightly in a pair of eyes.

Like a dead man, you open his eyelids like that in his eyes.

It is a living person who is still moving, but it gives a feeling of dead.

No matter who sees such a look, it will feel cold in the back.

Just when Zhang Fan was suspicious in his heart, a tall figure suddenly stood in front of his table.

“Are you Zhang Fan?”

The man asked.

Zhang Fan looked up at the man and saw that this was a man of about forty years old.

The face looks rough.

The muscles in his arms bulged, and even the large clothes could not cover his dazzling biceps.

He held his hands on the table in front of Zhang Fan, and his eyes were fixed on Zhang Fan.

When the others around him were frightened by the death of the disciples of the annihilated island, they did not seem to see the disciples of the annihilated island at all.

Zhang Fan looked at the man carefully and said, “Hmm.”

The man still stared at Zhang Fan, coarsely said: "You come from the 9th District Pharmacists Association Branch?"

“Hmm.”

Zhang Fandao.

“That’s not wrong, it must be you.I want to try it with you!”

Zhang Fan looked at the man in doubt and said that he was mad.

I have just come to Dongzhou City, and I have never seen your face, what is more than trying?

The man also saw Zhang Fan's doubts and said:

"My master said that in the 9th District Pharmacist Chapter, there are you such a person as the No. 1 person."How talented you are, how tough.I was not satisfied, I wanted to find an opportunity to go to the ninth district to find you than try, what the road is too far away.When I saw the information you showed when I entered the door, I thought you were the guy Master said.Now that you're here, let's try it now."

Zhang Fan was speechless.

I know who you are, more than you.

More than a yarn!

The man saw that Zhang Fan did not answer, directly pulled over the chair, and sat on the opposite side of Zhang Fan.

Knock on the table: “Hey, you really answered no?”

Zhang Fan waved his hand and said, "Tomorrow I still have to take the exam, I don't have to waste my time with you."

“The exam?What to try?”

The man asked.

“Second-level medicine.”

Zhang Fan replied.

The man listened and looked a little surprised: "If I remember correctly, the first-level refiner you only took six months ago?"Now it’s only half a year, and you’re going to try a second-level medicine again?”

As soon as he said this, the practitioners around him looked at Zhang Fan in astonishment.

They are all drug refiners, and they all know how difficult it is to take the medicine practitioner exam.

Every time a herbalist exam takes them, they take more than a decade or even decades to prepare.

The talent is slightly worse, and spending hundreds of years preparing for the exam is nothing new.

Now admitted to the first level of the drug husband only half a year, to test the second level of the drug, how can not surprise them?

Even the "dead people" of the island of silence also looked up at Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan is speechless.

This guy is not only a big voice, but also a big mouth.

They seem to know themselves well.

If you don't rush to send him away, keep yourself out of this.

“Are you a student of Master Wu?”

Zhang Fan asked.

“Certainly.”

The guy said a little self-righteously.

Zhang Fan was a disciple of Wu, and it was no wonder that all aspects were very similar to Wu Master.

Even this big voice, I am afraid that I have learned from Wu Master.

The guy then said:

"My name is Gong Tianzhi, and Master accepted me as his closed-door disciple three months ago.It is no exaggeration to say that I am the most talented of all twenty-three of his disciples.But what I am most worried about is that Master is always talking about Zhang Fan, so I think we need to be better than one, so that my master can know that his disciples are no worse than anyone!My uterine tianzhi is the hope of Dongzhou to participate in the refining and medicine conference!”

Zhang Fan asked, “Are you also a first-class drugmaker?”

“That’s right?”

“Will you take part in the second grader’s assessment tomorrow?”

“I became a first-class medicine practitioner three years ago.I’m going to check out the second level tomorrow.Although you are faster than me, Zhang Fan, I tell you, the second-level medicine practitioner is not a child's play.In the past six months, have you ever cooked a real two-pitch?

The people around me were surprised again.

This sanity is also a genius.

In three years, you have to test the second-level medicine doctor.

Zhang Fan listened and nodded: “Since the exam is about to be held tomorrow, why don’t we score a high score on the examination room?”

“All right!”

The uterus shouted, “Rejoice!”