Fight to Po: Emperor Yang

Chatted for a while.

"My wife, Xian'er, will also participate in this medicine refining conference." Wei Yang said.

"Your wife? Is she that white-haired woman?" Xiao Yan was stunned for a moment, then asked suddenly.

"Huh? What white-haired woman? That's your sister-in-law." Wei Yang was dissatisfied.

"Okay, okay, sister-in-law, sister-in-law." Xiao Yan could only change his words with a forced smile.

There's nothing you can do about it, Wei Yang is older than him no matter in his previous life or in this life.

Yao Lao, on the other hand, sat cross-legged beside him, sipping the tea and watching the two people's bickering conversation with a smile on his face.

It's like a kind grandfather watching his young grandchildren being playful and playful.

"Hehe, even if she is my sister-in-law, I won't hold back." Xiao Yan smiled and said, "It's okay if I can't compare to you, but I can't compare to her?"

At this point, Xiao Yan still has some confidence in himself.

Compared with the talent in refining medicine, among people of the same age, except for Wei Yang, who is currently serving him? He really has never met any opponent.

Well, the reason why Wei Yang is temporarily ahead is just because his realm is higher than his own.

What's more, that Xian'er doesn't seem to be much older than me?

Or the poisonous body of disaster.

Competing with yourself in refining medicine?

Ha ha.

"Don't be so full of words, that's not necessarily the case." Wei Yang raised his eyebrows, "Xian'er's alchemy skills are not bad, she works very hard."

In response, Xiao Yan just spread his hands and shrugged, looking indifferent.

If hard work pays off, what else do you need talent for?

His talent was confirmed by Yao Lao himself.

Yao Lao once said personally that among the many young people Yao Lao had met, Wei Yang and Xiao Yan were at the top level in terms of their alchemy refining talents and soul talents.

Even compared to Yao Lao's once proud evil disciple Han Feng, it was even worse.

Yao Lao also said that the evil poisonous body next to Wei Yang was not outstanding in terms of soul talent.

"Then let's compare." Xiao Yan said indifferently.

Wei Yang smiled, but Xiao Yan still didn't know that Xian'er was now at the peak level of the fourth rank, otherwise he wouldn't be as relaxed as he is now.

Even if Xiao Yan has something to hide, he can barely reach the fourth level now, so why should he look down on the peak of the fourth level.

In the original book, at the end of the medicine refining conference, Xiao Yan was a temporary explosive and performed exceptionally. If he hadn't cheated directly and had good luck, how could he have won the championship?

Let’s wait and see.

In fact, between Xian'er and Xiao Yan, it doesn't matter who wins the championship in the end, Wei Yang.

After all, the meat will eventually rot in one's own pot, as long as the championship does not fall into the hands of others.

Of course it's best if it's Xian'er, but it's also acceptable if it's Xiao Yan.

……

night.

The cold moonlight spilled into the room, outlining the perfectly alluring curves of her delicate body that was covered by a thin quilt on the bed.

The exposed skin had a shimmering glow under the moonlight, as if it were carved from the finest white jade. It was smooth and delicate, making people unable to put it down.

Skin like snow, as smooth as jade, these adjectives are most appropriate at this time, even slightly insufficient.

A lotus-rooted arm was hooked around Wei Yang's neck, and the owner of the arm, with a flushed and satisfied look on his face, had fallen asleep lazily.

At this moment, Wei Yang suddenly opened his eyes, a pair of dark eyes shining dimly in the dim room.

He gently removed the beauty's arm and got up.

"Well...Brother Yang...please spare me and let me rest for a while. I'm so tired..." Xian'er murmured in a daze, very coquettishly.

"Be good, you continue to sleep, I'll wake up." Wei Yang leaned over, gave her a peck on the cheek, and comforted her softly.

"Oh, then come back soon..." Xian'er murmured in confusion, and continued to fall asleep again, chirping back, and the charming look between her brows was lingering.

Wei Yang opened the thin quilt and stood up, covering her with the quilt again to cover up the alluring spring light that slightly leaked out.

He put on a robe, opened the door quietly, and walked out.

……

Come to the courtyard.

A bright moon hung high in the sky, and its cool moonlight fell, covering the entire courtyard with a thin layer of silver gauze.

There was also a layer of white mist in the night, which wetted the bluestone slabs and many medicinal herbs.

"The dew is quite heavy tonight." Wei Yang murmured in a low voice, looking in one direction.

There, under a small bamboo grove in the corner, a tall, enchanting, plump and exquisite figure in a purple brocade robe stood tall and pretty.

The night wind blew in, stirring up the night fog. At the same time, it also slightly raised the other party's skirt, revealing a section of dazzlingly white, slender legs.

Judging from its proportions, it is unusually straight and slender. It is obviously slightly longer than an ordinary woman's legs by two or three minutes.

This is a very exaggerated proportion.

The beauty under the moon is very peaceful and complements each other.

There was a soft sound of 'rustling' footsteps, and Wei Yang stepped forward.

Seeing this scene, everyone was a little surprised.

This girl, regardless of her face or upper body, just looking at her legs, she would have scored an eighty or above. She is absolutely top-notch.

At this time.

The enchanting purple figure slowly turned around, revealing a beautiful face. Downward, there was a snow-white and elegant neck, and further down, there were two full and towering arcs.

It was Queen Medusa who had not seen her for a long time.

She is no longer dragging a purple snake tail, but has turned into legs, which are a bit long.

"Who dared to disturb my sleep in the middle of the night? It turned out to be you?" Wei Yang came to a stop not far from her, put his hands behind his back, and nodded with a smile: "Long time no see, Medusa."

"Sorry to disturb your rest." Medusa smiled, bowed slightly, and said softly: "Mr. Wei, long time no see."

"It seems that the colorful little snake was indeed you." Wei Yang pretended to be surprised.

"Well, at that time, my consciousness was weak and I fell into a deep sleep. My body was dominated by another new consciousness..." Medusa explained.

She still respects Wei Yang very much, and since she has requests from others, she naturally has nothing to hide.

What's more, even Xiao Yan knew about it, so she had nothing to hide from Wei Yang.

"In this case, is it accompanied by a soul?" Wei Yang nodded slowly to express his understanding.

"Sure enough, nothing can be hidden from Mr. Wei's eyes." Medusa said with some helplessness on her face: "At that time, my soul had just experienced evolution and became very weak, so I could not control the body, which made the companion soul dominate. With his new consciousness, he chose to follow Xiao Yan..."

Every time Medusa thought about this, she gritted her teeth and felt so angry that her chest hurt.

What does the new consciousness think of it, when it refuses to follow a sixth-grade alchemy master, but instead goes to follow a weakling and keeps him as a pet?