Lord Demon, your family let you go home for dinner

While everyone breathed a sigh of relief, I stood there stiffly, staring blankly at the hand that crushed my eyeball.

What the fuck?

Holy shit! !

What did I do? ! !I actually popped an eyeball with my hand!eyeball! !

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! !

[It's okay, it's okay, I passed the exam. 】9527 sighed, and then said briskly, 【Host, do you know that you just slapped those people hard in the face! 】

I came back to my senses and replied in a somewhat awkward tone: "Huh?"

"It's a little angry to say it." 9527 glanced at his mouth, 【Those brats just said that you didn't start making medicine when you stood here for a long time, and that you were a country bumpkin! 】

snort! ╯╰My host is a tall and powerful demon king, not a bumpkin, you stupid mortals!

Hearing this, I looked down at the audience with a slight smile in my eyes: "Their faces probably hurt."

"My lord!" Yi thumped and ran up to the stage, stretched out his hand and handed the potion in my hand to the person in charge who came behind him, then took out a silk scarf out of nowhere, and wiped my hands intently.

For such a small child to serve me or something...

I was a little uncomfortable, and I pulled my hand out of his, and cast a cleansing magic by the way, so that the sticky blood disappeared instantly.

Then he wanted to touch Yi's little head to make him stop working so hard, but he was taken aback by the gloom in Yi's eyes.

The temperature of the fingertips has not yet dissipated, with that person's soft and silky feeling.Yi clenched her hands tightly, as if she wanted to hold on to that insignificant touch.

He lowered his eyes, curled his lips, and said in a forced tone, "I'm sorry, my lord... I... I've overstepped the rules..."

I sighed slightly, put my hand on his head and rubbed it twice: "I just think you should go and play for a while, and you don't have to work so hard to serve him."

Ling in the magic palace runs around every day, jumping up and down and playing like crazy, why is this kid so sensible.

"Little friend, I don't know what kind of potion you made?" After checking all the potions, the old man on the stage slowly turned his gaze to me.

As a judge teacher, you don't know what potion I made, is it really okay?

The old man coughed lightly and was about to explain.She was interrupted by the girl next to her. She frowned and said, "The medicine you made is not all the formulas we know so far."

The girl adjusted her glasses: "Is this your own new prescription?"

As soon as the words fell, the audience was in an uproar.

New prescription? ?He created it himself? ? !

[This world's grasp of medicinal materials is actually not very high, because talents are too scarce.

Their research and development of the formulas are all stumbling and slowly groping out. The real uses of many medicinal materials are not used correctly, so there are only more than 3000 inherent prescriptions here. 】

Encyclopedia.9527. The whole book appeared at the right time, [Because your status as a pharmacist as a host is a mission reward, the techniques and formulas for your soul given by the main source are all information from the big world, of course they are more powerful than this place! 】

I understood, and turned my gaze to the girl again, and said softly, "Yes."

This time even the girl's eyes showed a hint of amazement, she tried her best to speak calmly: "But how do we know if this potion is formulated for the second level?"

Everyone cast their eyes on the boy, looking at him expectantly.

Unaffected at all, I frowned slightly.He took out a sharp dagger, opened his other hand, and cut it down without hesitation.

A little bit of bright red blood stained the cold dagger, and slowly slid down the edge.

A hideous wound appeared on the originally white palm, and blood flowed out.

This scene seemed to be in slow motion. Yi stared at this scene with wide eyes, his pupils shrank fiercely, and the blood flowed so fast that he almost couldn't help pulling the respected adult and shouting.

--what you do? ? ! !

The moment he blurted out, he gritted his teeth fiercely, wrinkled his brows into a pimple, and stared at the wound with his eyes open, as if masturbating himself.

The others also gasped, no one knew why the boy went crazy and self-harmed.

I didn't feel anything, stepped forward and poured all the medicine on the wound.

After the potion slid down, the wound disappeared, and it changed back to a white and delicate appearance, and the previous hideous appearance could not be seen at all.

I smiled slightly: "This effect, is level two enough?"