Rong Cheng nodded: "Yes."

Before Hong Qin left, she said, "Don't be under pressure. People like us..."

She showed a self-deprecating smile: "It's not that the young master looks down on us, it's just a furnace, and everyone doesn't expect us to do anything."

Rong Cheng: "..."

The best alchemist in the Sun Moon Sect silently shut up.

After Hong Qin finished speaking, she rolled up her sleeves and went out.

Rong Cheng didn't look at the herbs on the shelf, but slowly wandered around the warehouse.

She vaguely remembered that she was deeply trapped in the formation, but except that she was the young master of the Sun Moon Sect, other memories were blurred like a thick veil.

I hope to find the key to breaking the game around, whether it is an illusion or a formation, a long stay is not a thing...

Rong Cheng walked around the shelf and suddenly saw a figure leaning against the shelf.

She was wearing a black sword suit, her brows and eyes were hidden in the shadows, she seemed to fall asleep with her arms folded against the shelf, with a long sword hanging from her waist.

There was a faint smell of blood in the air, and the newly picked elixir was piled up at the man's feet.

Rong Cheng heard the news: She was injured, and she was poisoned by a rather tricky poison.

There are a few antidote in the elixir placed under the man's feet, and the key is to need the blood of the monster...

Rong Cheng instantly listed several antidote prescriptions in his mind, and the next moment he decided on the best plan.

Rong Cheng walked over subconsciously, bent down and picked up two already wilted elixir.

After all, she is the young master of the Sun and Moon Sect. Although she has a good temper, she has a unique position in the sect. She always does what she wants to do, and doesn't greet anyone.

Just as she made a move, a faint murderous intent surrounded Rong Cheng.

Rong Cheng felt a chill in his heart, and suddenly raised his head——

The person leaning on the shelf opened her eyes at an unknown time. She was born cold and white, with crow-blue hair and lacquer-like eyebrows. At this moment, the eyes like a deep pool stared at herself, and that slender finger rested on the hilt of the sword. On the fingertips, there are thin calluses.

Rong Cheng breathed for a while.

Rong Cheng felt that the back of her hand was on fire, she suddenly retracted her hand and stood up hastily: She almost forgot that she is not the young master of Sun Moon Sect now, but an outer disciple who is not even at the Nascent Soul stage.

Rong Cheng was expressionless, and secretly put his hands behind his back.

The moment he looked at the black-clothed cultivator, Rong Cheng guessed the identity of the other party—the young master of the Sun Moon Sect at this time.

Among all the monks who use swords, only a small number of people can be called swordsmen, the sharpness in their souls

Of all the cultivators, the alchemist and the sword cultivator are the most recognizable, the former has one in a thousand physiques, and the latter even sees the sharpness of the sword in the soul.

Obviously, the young master of Sun Moon Sect at this moment is a sword cultivator.

In other words, these elixir were brought back by the other party.

Therefore, in the eyes of the other party at this moment, she should be an outer disciple who steals the advantage.

Rong Cheng: "..."

Sure enough, the young master spoke, she was probably tired, her voice was a little dumb: "What are you doing?"

Rong Cheng's eyes were low, sweeping these elixir on the ground: "I ..."

At this time, Rong Cheng is not a pharmacist who is famous, but a novice who does not even have the grade.

The young master station is straight, and she is more than half of Rong Cheng. Although she was injured, the momentum was so good: "You are a new disciple in the warehouse" "" "" "

Rong Cheng looked up at her eyes subconsciously: "No. I just saw the young master who had poison, and wanted to pick out the elixir suitable for detoxifying."

Lu Zhuoyu.

The name was so abrupt and granted to the face of the person in front of him.

"Lu Zhuoyu's eyes slightly moved" to look at Rong Cheng: "Are you a pharmacist? "

Her eyes were very dark, and when she stared at someone, she seemed to have only one person with a heart.

Rong Cheng reminded himself that he is just an ordinary disciple now: "I understand a little bit, just started to learn."

The girl is tall and thin, like her eyes, and her eyes are unlike all her hiding eyes. The eyes she looked at was firm and clear.

Lu Zhuoyu was scalded by this look, turning her eyes to be invisible, and said hard: "Here are all four or more spiritual medicines, which is not suitable for you. There is no handling of wounds: yes. The injury of the young master has not stopped bleeding, let me bandage the young master. "

Lu Zhuoyu looked down at his arm and didn't care: "Little injury. Since you are a pharmacist, you can use the low -grade elixir here to practice your hands. If the warehouse is not willing to criticize, you can come to me."

She paused, probably worried that Rong Cheng didn't know herself, and said, "My surname is Lu, Lu Zhuoyu, and the young master of Yinyuezong."

Rong Cheng gently padd her feet, and her lips tilted lightly: "I know the young master, I am a disciple Rong Cheng."

Lu Zhuoyu's eyes uncomfortable: "What are you laughing?"

Rong Cheng: "I ..."

She had just opened her head, and the messy footsteps came from the outside, and the Yuanying monk who was allowed to enter the inside hurried in.

As soon as she saw Lu Zhuoyu, she was relieved: "The young master is here!"

Hongqin stood behind Yuan Ying's monk with a tight face, and beckoned desperately and made a mouth type: "Come here!"

Rong Cheng hesitated two steps and looked back at Lu Zhuoyu. The tall and thin Sun and Moon Sect did not look at her.

Rong Cheng pursed his lower lip and stood next to Hongqin.

Hongqin was relieved, patted Rong Cheng's hand, and pulled her down quietly and stood aside.

Yuan Ying's Small said: "The warehouse array of No. 12 of B characters is damaged, and the aura has been leaked out. Many of the grains stored have begun to corrupt.

Although Xu Mi is not a complicated formation method, it takes a lot of spiritual power. There are only more than thirty Yuan Yingshi who cultivated the entire ancestors, and there are less than ten monks. The monk is only Lu Zhuoyu alone.