sweeping the empire every day

Red badge?how can that be possible?The girl tried every means to convince herself that his spiritual talent was only f!It is not a secret that Young Master An's spiritual talent is only f, how could he become a fourth-level pharmacist?

Absolutely impossible!How could a person with mental talent of f become a pharmacist?That's a bare-naked trash tag!

That red qualification badge must not belong to him!

Thinking of this, the girl slowly calmed down, with a hint of sarcasm in her eyes;

This young master of the An family is really... disgusting;

Stealing someone else's qualification certificate and pretending to be your own is really... tsk.

After so long, he still hasn't improved at all, heh.

The girl snorted with some disdain, her mother looked at her suspiciously, and said softly, "Jia Jia, what's wrong?"

She shook her head, slowly showed a gentle smile, and said softly, "It's okay, Mom."

"It's a bit noisy." The girl's face was a little pale, and her long eyelashes covered her emotions. She said slowly, "Don't worry, Mom."

"This group of annoying civilians," the lady said, sweeping around with cold disgust, "should go back to their dark den, and don't appear in the sun,"

"Mom..." The girl bit her lower lip, seeming to be pleading. The lady knew her daughter was kind, and she couldn't bear to refute her daughter's request in the early stage of the assessment, so she had to change the subject.

"Then let's go. You are going to take the test for a second-level pharmacist today. Mom believes in you. With Jiajia's strength, there is absolutely no problem." The lady had a relaxed smile on her face, with a bit of pride, "Your father has already prepared a banquet and invited An's family. An Juehua should also attend. You can celebrate then."

"I heard from Mrs. An that the child Juehua prepared a gift for you a month ago, and it took a lot of thought." The lady rubbed her daughter's soft hair and said with a smile, "Let's go." .”

"Good," she said.

At this moment, that tragic pleading sounded again, "An Qingjue, An Qingjue, it's really not me, it's not me!"

"He made me do it! He made me do it! I don't want it! I don't want it!"

The lady frowned, anger flashed in her eyes, and she said coldly: "These commoners who have no etiquette are disgusting!"

"Oh?"

How to describe that voice?Like a flowing ice spring on a high mountain, like a long ore buried in the depths of a mountain, it is low and hoarse and sultry;

The girl subconsciously turned her head away.

It was a face that was both familiar and unfamiliar.

She looked at that face in disbelief. Her phoenix eyes were long and narrow, her lips were bright red, her skin was fair, and her black hair was translucent.

That face was so familiar, yet so unfamiliar.

The narrow, long and deep black phoenix eyes are like a deserted deep ink-colored spring on a high mountain, calm and bottomless, completely different from the clear and tender ones before; the corners of the bright red lips are slightly raised, with an indescribable irony Meaning; that skin is as white as ice and snow, and cold and indifferent, even the background has been weakened, and everything under his figure has become so shallow and small, his eyes squinted casually at the man in front of him, just like Looking at his subjects like a lonely monarch, the bright red and translucent red qualification badge is placed on his chest, reflecting a bit of a bewitching light;

He wrote lightly: "Oh?"

"Why should I trust you?"

The voice was so careless and deep and hoarse, as if the strings were plucking at the tip of her heart, trembling slightly, bit by bit, her heart suddenly vibrated violently;

He has never been like this before, he has never had such a strong momentum before;

He always lowered his head and pursed the corners of his lips, and stood quietly in the corner, like the dirtiest and ugliest consumption beast, always hiding in the dark corner, not daring to see people.

But now, she looked at the man's long and narrow phoenix eyes almost in amazement. He just stood there, and no one was allowed to ignore his existence;

What a powerful aura, what a sharp aura, how amazing... An Qingjue.

"I'm telling the truth!" A sharp voice yelled loudly, she frowned subconsciously, and looked at the embarrassed man who broke the beautiful room with some displeasure, "All this was arranged by Zhang Wuhao! It has nothing to do with me It has nothing to do with me! It’s not me! It’s not me!”

The sarcasm at the corner of his eyes became more and more obvious. The man smiled softly. He looked so cold when he laughed, as if everything in the world was frozen by it, and everything became his foil. She could only see his white eyes. The cold curvature of the side face and the corners of the mouth;

He said, "Oh,"

"Actually, I've always been curious,"

He spoke slowly, with a calm and casual tone, as if he was talking about trivial matters

He is like the ancient Mr. Pianpian, who came slowly through the time of thousands of years, with a handsome demeanor and a cool demeanor, which is incompatible with this filthy world;

His every word and deed, every move, even a fingernail and a strand of hair, are so in line with her heart's preferences;

That white T-shirt was a birthday present she gave him, and he was reluctant to wear it;

This was the last birthday gift she gave him, and the engagement was changed the next day, and he was kicked out of An's house, and he was only allowed to take a few clothes with him, while she was moved by the dissolution of the engagement, Have a fun night out.

"Why on earth do you hate me so much?" The man smiled, his narrow and deep phoenix eyes stared quietly at Ma Yuan, and Ma Yuan felt as if he was being rigidly fixed by something, and a feeling rose from the bottom of his heart. The refreshing coldness, his limbs and bones were all cold and stiff, as if he was nailed in place, unable to move;

"When we met for the first time, you had unspeakable malice towards me," An Qingjue slowly approached Ma Yuan, the footsteps hit Ma Yuan's heart little by little, and her white fingertips gently picked Lifting Ma Yuan's chin, Ma Yuan's eyes met An Qingjue's smiling eyes in horror, "You want to lie to me, but you can't fool me here."

Casually pointing to his own head, as if alluding to his own spiritual power, Ma Yuan looked at An Qingjue in horror, he seemed to recall such a man's terrifying spiritual power;

How could he want to lie to him? !How could he have fooled him? !

The depths of An Qingjue's eyes became colder and colder. He sighed softly and said, "Such thick malice and resentment flew towards me like a rotting corpse exuding an unpleasant stench..."

An Qingjue's eyes sharpened, and her voice suddenly lowered, "You want me to die."

"No—!" Ma Yuan yelled in horror, running back with hands and feet, then shook his head desperately, "I didn't! I didn't! I didn't!"

"Yes," An Qingjue said casually, "You really don't need to do it directly."

He said with a smile: "Zhang Wuhao didn't have any malice towards me at first, but you, who were so malicious."

"Go to Zhang Wuhao to provoke, don't give me any news, let me offend Zhang Wuhao, naturally some people will come to deal with me, even Zhang Wuhao just made a move to destroy my spiritual power, it is your idea," An Qingjueqian With a slight smile, he said indifferently, "Perfect plan."

Ma Yuan trembled, he didn't know why An Qingjue would know, why An Qingjue would know!

That was obviously the news spread by Guangxin, why would An Qingjue know about it?Why would An Qingjue know? !

Zhang Wuhao obviously didn't have time to tell him!No time!

He wanted to escape, but found that he couldn't move; he wanted to beg for mercy, but found that he couldn't open his mouth at all;

He didn't want to face An Qingjue, no!

Who will save him!Who save her!

The lady didn't understand what her daughter was looking at, she frowned slightly, looked at those common people who didn't cultivate morality and etiquette in public, and said, "Jia Jia, what are you doing?"

"Mom," Yan Yaojia kept looking there, was silent for a while, and then said in a low voice, "That's An Qingjue..."

An Qingjue? !Zheng Yuzhi's eyes darkened, why did that trash come to the Pharmacists Association?Could it be that he is undecided towards Jiajia?Damn, don't look at what you are, and dare to covet them, Jiajia? !

dream!

How could that trash with a mental talent of F be qualified to walk beside his daughter?Jiajia's spiritual talent is B!She will definitely become an excellent pharmacist, a waste like An Qingjue is totally unworthy of her daughter!

Only An Juehua, only An Juehua with mental talent A, that well-known imperial genius, could possibly be worthy of her daughter!

Zheng Yuzhi looked at Yan Yaojia's appearance, she stared at An Qingjue in a daze, there was a bit of sadness and sadness in her eyes, she seemed very guilty;

This trash wants to waste her daughter's sympathy!

Zheng Yuzhi was so angry that her hands were shaking, her eyes were dark, she held her daughter's hand, and said coldly: "Jiajia, don't worry, I'll teach him a lesson, if he dares to pester you, I will make him unable to live in the empire!"

"No! Mom!" Yan Yaojia grabbed Zheng Yuzhi's hand and shook her head violently, "No, mom, don't do this, mom..."

"Okay, mom won't go," Zheng Yuzhi stroked her daughter's soft hair with pity, and hated An Qingjue even more in her heart. It's not difficult for him to be kind-hearted, but he dared to come over to make things difficult for Jiajia?

Since you dare to come over, you have to pay the price.

Zheng Yuzhi sneered in her heart, her face became softer, "Come on, Jiajia, let's go to the exam."

"Don't be afraid," An Qingjue smiled, and his voice was soft, like a spring breeze. He slowly walked towards Ma Yuan. Ma Yuan tried desperately to hide, but he could only watch him walking in horror. He said softly, "Don't be afraid." ,"

"Do you know why, I never dealt with you?" An Qingjue paused, smiling so palely, like a flower blooming, Ma Yuan looked at his face like falling into an abyss;

In Ma Yuan's ear, he said in a low voice that only the two of them could hear clearly, "Because..."

"People have to pay the price for their actions,"

"You don't understand now, do you? It doesn't matter, you will understand soon."

He said meaningfully, a penetrating coldness suddenly appeared in the long and narrow black phoenix eyes, "Don't worry, Teacher Ma, I'll be waiting for you in Kafendis."

"You once wanted to give me something, but now, it can only be your turn."

After An Qingjue finished speaking with a smile, she raised her head in an instant, and met Yan Yaojia's eyes from a distance. The slanted phoenix eyes sharpened, as sharp as ice, and pierced Yan Yaojia's heart fiercely, as if frozen hurt her body and mind.

Yan Yaojia's heart seemed to stop suddenly at that glance, and her whole body was slammed into the narrow and indifferent black phoenix eyes like the sea of ​​stars. There was no trace of emotion in those phoenix eyes, which made people feel palpitating. He seemed to be smiling. After a while, her eyes were even colder, so cold that she didn't look like a human being at all, she just felt that she was bumping into those black eyes and couldn't turn over again;

An Qingjue turned and left, Ma Yuan collapsed on the ground, Yan Yaojia stared blankly at An Qingjue's back, her heart was now beating violently, as if to show its strong vitality;

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The heart is beating violently, without any regularity, every nerve is trembling, and every pore is screaming crazily;

——This is Yan Yaojia's man!This is her Yan Yaojia's man!This is her Yan Yaojia's man!

He belongs to her!He is hers!

The man who seems to be cold and holy standing on the ice and snow of the high mountain, the man who looks like an elegant elf in the forest of thousands of trees, the man who is seductive and charming by the seaside;

—that was her man!It's hers!

Every nerve ending in the whole body is screaming, every strand of hair is screaming, this is her man, only she can conquer this man!

He is destined to be her guest of honor!

It doesn't matter if the mental talent is f, the red qualification badge is definitely not his, Yan Yaojia smiled, with a bit of contempt, men are always like this, possessing endless and unimaginable inferiority;

An Qingjue's spiritual talent is f, he is absolutely impossible to become a pharmacist, without spirit flowers, grass, spirit beasts and strange beasts willing to befriend him, he will not get materials, let alone make medicines;

Although he didn't know where he found out that she came to the Pharmacist Guild today and created this encounter, but it doesn't matter, she is still very satisfied with this encounter;

It doesn't matter if he wants to use other people's qualification badges to disguise himself, men are always so proud and love face;

What's more, she still abandoned him.

Yan Yaojia laughed softly, it doesn't matter, she will get the red qualification badge sooner or later, as long as he takes good care of her, she is naturally willing to lend him the qualification badge for fun.

"Jiajia?" Zheng Yuzhi looked suspiciously at the growing smile on her daughter's face, wondering why she was so happy, frowned slightly, and asked caringly, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Yan Yaojia pinched her palm, realizing that she was too excited, she slowly withdrew the smile on her face, pressed all her thoughts into the bottom of her heart little by little, and smiled softly like all rich ladies, as if just now It's all a delusion, and like any lady, said gently, "I just got... some new ideas."

"About the medicine? Did you have a new understanding?" Zheng Yuzhi was a little surprised. She had known her daughter's outstanding talent for a long time, so she had such high expectations for her. She held Yan Yaojia's hand and said in a low voice, "Mom already knew that Jiajia would be fine. Jiajia would definitely become a second-level pharmacist, and she would definitely become an intermediate pharmacist in the future!"

Yan Yaojia smiled and said nothing, she lowered her head slightly, showing her red neck, as if she was shy, but her eyes covered by hair showed deep-seated greed and desire, of course she will become an intermediate pharmacist , she will definitely become an intermediate pharmacist!

"Mom, let's go." Without a trace of nostalgia, Yan Yaojia said to Zheng Yuzhi with a smile, and walked forward slowly holding Zheng Yuzhi's hand.

She still has a chance, how about going to him tomorrow?

She had never known that there was such a side of her former fiancé, so fascinating.

As long as he keeps this side, she will definitely not... abandon him.

... definitely not.

Even if it's because of him trying so hard to get his attention.

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An Qingjue was in a good mood. After cleaning up Ma Yuan and Zhang Wuhao, the flower demon clan always wanted revenge. Ma Yuan and Zhang Wuhao wanted to kill him, so naturally he would not show mercy;

To deal with the enemy, the most natural attitude is like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves. If you hold back a little bit, the next one to die may be yourself.

An Qingjue thought nonchalantly, the girl who looked very gentle and elegant suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, but the greed and power in that person's eyes seriously did not match her appearance, it was disgusting to see;

——That's why spirit flowers, spirit grass, spirit beasts and strange beasts have always disliked getting close to humans.

When you need it, hold you in the palm of your hand, be loved and protected by all kinds of pets; when you don't need it, you are just a lump of mud and let others trample on you.

An Qingjue's expression became more and more indifferent. The small moon warbler crawled out from his shoulder, rubbed against his cheek, then froze, and froze on An Qingjue's shoulder, An Qingjue's eyes slid across With a hint of a smile, he held the small moon-white bird in his hand, and the application became more and more indifferent, making it look extraordinarily unpredictable;

"hungry?"

"Chirp - chirp -!" The moon-white bird poked An Qingjue's fingertips with its beak, and called twice, as if it was hungry.

"Dinner has been cancelled," An Qingjue showed a hypocritical smile, before the moon-white bird went into a rage, and said slowly, "Of course, you can choose to eat,"

"Chirp?" The moon-white bird stared blankly at the man, its blue eyes as clear as the sky.

"You can choose to go out and sleep." An Qingjue said calmly.

"..." The little moon-white bird was silent for a while, then screamed in protest, "Chirp!!"

An Qingjue was noncommittal, but casually combed the soft down of the moon-white bird, her slender fingers casually slid across the belly of the moon-white bird, and occasionally a few transparent light spots slipped through the fingertips;

Fortunately, I didn't eat much, An Qingjue thought lightly, this problem of eating casually must be corrected!

The moon-white little bird quarreled for a while, seeing the man's unsalty expression, finally uttered aggrieved twice, and shrank into the man's palm;

A smile flashed in An Qingjue's eyes, and she gently stroked the moon-white bird's forehead, then slowly closed her eyes;

He still consumed too much mental power today and needs to take a good rest.

It's not that he doesn't want to clean up Ma Yuan cleanly, it's just that his mental strength still doesn't allow him to do so, and the consumption in the woods still hurts his body too much;

But obviously, the power of those few words seems to be greater than direct revenge. Looking at Ma Yuan's appearance, he seems to feel that he is like a ghost climbing up from the underworld, and he is about to faint;

An Qingjue raised the corners of her lips, thinking with a half-smile.

The pace of collecting materials must be accelerated;

An Qingjue made a list of the required materials bit by bit in her mind, and then frowned. For some reason, there seemed to be very few spirit flowers, spirit grass, spirit beasts and strange beasts on this planet. Flower Spirit Grass is hard to find here;

So the spirit flower spirit grass, which was very rare in the past, is there still in this world now?

An Qingjue was silent for a while, then rubbed her temples, forget it, he will always find it.

Why don't you just buy a spaceship now?He can go to other planets to see, not on this planet, maybe on other planets;

In this world, there are still many planets with the most primitive forests that have not been excavated by humans, so they are extremely dangerous, but that kind of place is obviously more suitable for An Qingjue.

After making up his mind, An Qingjue asked the spaceship driver to take him to the commercial street, while Zhao Yan left a long time ago.

The commercial street was very prosperous, and the moon-white bird ran out from his shoulder, looking very excited, An Qingjue didn't stop him, the moon-white bird lay on his head, looking curiously at the people around him. everything;

Song Changxiu looked at this familiar yet unfamiliar commercial street, feeling a little sad in his heart;

The last time he came here was a year ago, right?

Coming here again, it turned out to be a bird;

He lay on An Qingjue's head, thinking a little old-fashioned.

Looking at the dazzling array of shops, An Qingjue weakened his aura and blended into the crowd as much as possible. After searching for a long time, he finally walked into a mecha shop. In An Qingjue's memory, the mecha shop seemed to be able to specialize in Customize your spaceship.

Before entering the door, the little moon-white bird jumped out with a "swish", An Qingjue frowned, and followed. As soon as he entered the shop, he heard two boys arguing;

"This is my custom-made mech," a slightly hoarse boy said coldly, "A gentleman doesn't steal people's love, you know that?"

"But now I'm the only one who can use him," another clear-eyed boy said to himself, "If the mech could choose for itself, it wouldn't choose someone destined to bury it."

"An Juehua!" the hoarse male voice snapped.

"Young Master Song, why get angry if you disagree with me?" The male voice smiled complacently. "You don't need it anyway, so you might as well give it to me. I'll give you three times the price."

"How can Young Master Song have the heart to let such a treasure be covered with dust? Anyway, the Song family is also short of money."

"Chirp—!"

The familiar voice made An Qingjue frowned, and the clear male voice laughed loudly: "Where did the Moonlight Bird come from? Moonlight Moonlight, this name really suits the Song family."

An Qingjue said coldly, "Come back."

The two boys looked at him subconsciously, and the moon-white bird flew towards An Qingjue with some guilt, and almost fell halfway, but seeing that An Qingjue ignored it, he could only twitch his pink tender aggrievedly. With the tip of his nose, he flapped his wings slowly and flew back;

A boy said: "Teacher An."

Another boy said, "An Qingjue? Why are you here?"