Rebirth of the sickly loli with special hobbies

Ye Youran paused, pinched his chin, and said dangerously: "So, it's my skin that you like."

The man smiled softly, narrowed his eyes, lowered his head and bit her slender neck, exhaled hot air, and whispered: "If possible, I like...your flesh and blood more."

The girl felt a tingling sensation behind her ears and shrank her neck and giggled. The wet and itchy touch made her heart move slightly.

Everyone was surprised to see the two people acting as if they were alone. When did Lord Yeyang become like this? Flirting and whispering in public, so frank and explicit.

Although Lin Ronghao was shocked, he was even happier. This daughter was really capable. She had bewitched Lord Yeyang so firmly. At least at this moment, it seemed that she doted on and indulged Ye Youran. As long as Ye Youran was captured, everything would be easy.

He smiled kindly, like a loving elder, and said, "You Ran, I have handed this disciple over to you for revenge. Can you forgive me for what I did before? Actually, at that time, I was forced to..."

Ye Youran didn't wait for him to finish and frowned impatiently, "I don't care what you are forced to do, but just don't bother me in the future. Whether you give this disciple to me or not, I will kill him. Hand it over quickly, and you will save yourself some trouble. For me, it's just killing a few more people who block the way." She hugged Ye Chenyuan's thin waist and yawned lazily, seeming to have no interest in the Immortal God Lord at all.

Lin Ronghao's face didn't look good. He wanted to open his mouth to speak, but he saw the man in white, his robe stained with blood, hugging the girl, holding her in his arms, standing up and speaking gently: "Ayou is tired, I will take her to rest. Goodbye, everyone."

Ye Chenyuan held her in his arms and walked slowly out of the pavilion, past the puddles of blood, and out of the medicine garden.

No one in the pavilion said a word. Gong Xiufan teased Han Ruowan, causing the female official behind her to be dissatisfied. Lin Ronghao had a gloomy face, thinking silently. The two Xianmiao Sect elders had dark faces, feeling that they had lost face today. The elder elder then remembered that Ling'er had not been treated since she was sent back.

While things were not peaceful over there, the two of them had forgotten everything. Ye Youran hugged the man's neck, dangling her feet, looking at her bloody dress, and then at the man's white Qilin clothes. She reached out and dipped her hand in some blood, then dotted the eyes of the auspicious Qilin with a little scarlet.

She looked at it carefully, and then smeared the blood on the Qilin's body, and then said: "The blood Qilin is the most handsome."

The man looked down at his bloodstained Qilin beast. After being embellished with red, it had a slightly fishy and sinister feel, and looked slightly more ferocious. His eyes flashed, and he praised meaningfully: "Ayou has good taste."

The gentle breeze blew away the strong smell of blood on the two people, but it could not dry their blood-soaked clothes.

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The day passed like this, and Xianmiao Sect did not come to settle accounts with her for Lin Linger's matter. Ye Youran didn't know what Lin Ronghao wanted to do, but when they met at the alchemy conference the next day, she saw his kind expression and knew that it was definitely not a decision she liked.

I really want to grab his hair and bang it on the ground a few times to hear the sound, she thought calmly.

Today the weather is warm and comfortable. In the Shenqi Square, the much-anticipated Alchemy Conference is about to begin. The three sides of the spectator seats are full of people, all of whom are practitioners from all over the world who have come to watch the competition. In the square, the 100 contestants have gone through layers of screening and entered the official competition. The few young people standing in the front are already talented alchemists with some reputation in Jiuzhou. And Ye Youran is also standing there.

Some people looked at the delicate girl in the red dress in surprise, wondering why she was standing with other young alchemists with high qualifications.

In the alchemy conference, each force can recommend one person to directly participate in the final battle, and Ye Youran is the alchemist recommended by Yeyang City.

She looked around at the people around her and saw several familiar faces.

Lin Ling'er, the little princess of Xianmiao Sect, was looking at her angrily, her anger burning in her heart, wishing to defeat her immediately to avenge yesterday's shame. The eldest disciple Yi Xiuyun stood in his position with a calm expression, lowering his eyes and thinking about something. The female disciple of Fengyu and the cold guard of Huangshan were unexpectedly good at refining medicine. There were also several independent alchemists whose auras were very steady and powerful, and they might be strong enemies.

Several gods sat in the honorable seats in front, watching the competition of the hundred people. There were also several elders of the temple in the seats on the other side, and the most eye-catching one was a young man among them. He was wearing a light yellow dress, a ribbon on his forehead, and had a handsome face. He looked a little cold and aloof. He sat alone in the honorable seats on one side and looked at the bright red figure in the square.

The prince of Qianchuan Continent, Yu Mochen.

Ye Youran just took a glance and then looked away. The relationship between Yu Mochen and the temple... She looked away indifferently, not taking this strange scene seriously at all.

No matter who it is, if they are harmful to her, she will show no mercy.

In front of the square were several alchemists judging, including Yuan Feng, the most famous god-level alchemist in Jiuzhou. He was an old man in his sixties, with white beard and eyebrows, and a kind face. It was said that although he was single, he was actually relying on a certain force behind him. Otherwise, how could he reach the highest level of god-level alchemy? Although there were many rumors, no one dared to offend such a top-level existence on the continent.

Sitting on both sides of Yuanfeng were four alchemy masters, second only to the god level, and were also looked up to by countless alchemists.

"Ahem. First of all, welcome everyone to my City of God!" The temple elder standing in the middle of the square cleared his throat and said.

The voice containing spiritual power spread out, covering the entire area. "The final winner of this alchemy competition will receive the top-grade artifact, the Wanzun Cauldron! Presumably, this is the cauldron that every alchemist dreams of. My temple is not selfish, and in order to avoid burying the artifact, I am willing to give it as a reward to the most talented alchemist. There are no requirements for this competition. Just use your best ability to refine the best elixir." The temple elder pointed to the black cauldron on the highest platform, looked around the square, and said loudly: "Without further ado, the alchemy competition begins now!"

The people watching from the outside cheered immediately. Everyone looked at the blurry ink cauldron, wanting to see the appearance of the top-grade artifact, but they couldn't see it clearly because they were far away or for some other reason. The crowd was noisy for a while, and then it immediately quieted down. Alchemists hate to be disturbed, so everyone consciously stopped talking.

The alchemists in the field looked at the ink color with envy. Someone took out the furnace cauldron that he was proud of with a clang. Someone raised his hand with a proud look on his face and ignited the rare fire with a snap of his fingers. Someone quickly took out a spiritual plant and displayed rare medicinal materials. The alchemists took out their own assets, vowing to win the competition and take the sacred cauldron.

Ye Youran looked up without any hurry, but her sight went beyond the front row and accurately found where Ye Chenyuan was. Seeing the man looking at her deeply, she raised her eyebrows and threw a coquettish glance at him, curling her lips and smiling, playfully.

Ye Chenyuan looked at the naughty little guy, lowered his eyes and remained silent.

I really want to lock Ayou up so that no one can see her charm.

Gong Xiufan watched the interaction between the two, cast a sour glance at Han Ruowan who was standing still on the other side, and sighed. The road to chasing a wife is long.

Ye Youran came back to her senses and stared at the empty table in front of her for a while. She was thinking that something seemed wrong with the Wanzun Cauldron. There must be a barrier outside, but even if the aura was blocked, she still felt a little strange. After thinking about it, she couldn't put her finger on the specific strange place. She frowned as she thought about it.

"Heh, you don't even have a furnace, and you still come to this alchemy conference, do you want to perform alchemy with your bare hands?" A contemptuous voice suddenly sounded, and Lin Linger looked at the clean and empty table in front of Ye Youran and sneered. In front of her was a dark green furnace full of vitality, the artifact Wansheng Ding.

Seeing Ye Youran looking over, Lin Linger proudly and slowly took out a few extremely rare spiritual plants and placed them on the table. This generous gesture made the surrounding alchemists stare in amazement and salivate. The scent of the magical herbs wafted gently, making everyone unable to resist sniffing more of this wonderful and comfortable taste.

The Xianmiao Sect's heritage is different, everyone sighed. This is simply their show, look at the eldest disciple Yi Xiuyun, the magic weapon Yun Ning Ding, the magic grass Huihun Leaf, the magic grass Ningqi Flower, it seems like they are refining a life-saving elixir.

Ye Youran glanced at Lin Ling'er showing off her vanity to her, and slapped her rudely in the air.

Snapped!

The crisp sound startled everyone.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the two girls, not understanding why they suddenly started fighting.

Someone in the review frowned and signaled to send someone to solve the problem. The temple sent someone to check, only to find that the alchemist from Yeyang City and the alchemist from Xianmiao Sect had a conflict. Neither of these two parties was easy to mess with, so the people in the temple decided to wait and see before resolving the issue. After all, the gods of both parties were here, and no matter what happened, these two gods would not ignore it.

Ye Youran shook her hands, looked at Lin Linger who was covering her face with grievance, and said coldly: "Rubbish. Keep showing off in front of me."

She has such a bad temper that she really doesn't want to control it at all.