"The top mandarin is really the top mandarin." The dean was so excited that everything seemed to be a dream, so sudden, so incredible.

Xiao Yu, it really shocked him and looked at him.

The elder alchemy looked at Xiao Yu with appreciation. He knew that Xiao Yu's alchemy talent was extremely high. In the future, it was not a general generation, but he did not expect that Xiao Yan's alchemy talent was simply against the sky. Even his master was self-sufficient. Sigh not as good.

At this moment, the elder alchemy exclaimed that Xiao Yu could refine the mandala of the top grade, but what he did not know was that Xiao Yu had a chance to get a fire. If there was no fire, she could not refine the mandala. Come.

All the students in the field were shocked and widened their eyes. At this moment, the dean said that Xiao Yu’s hand was the top mandala. Even if they had doubts in their hearts, now those doubts do not exist.

What did the dean say, and what is the fake?

The students looked at Xiaopin’s top mandala in the hands of Xiao Yu. They were filled with special aura of Danxiang. They couldn’t stand this temptation. They suddenly wanted to take the Shangdan Mandudan as their own.

This idea is only a flash in their minds. Who is Xiao Yu? She is a woman identified by Feng Lingran. Feng Shaoqi calls her nephew. How dare they move Xiao Yu? Not to mention the mandala in the hands of Xiao Yu.

Dreaming is more practical.

However, they saw that Xiao Yu refines the top-quality mandala, and his heart is still full of excitement and pride.

Xiao Yu wins, these bad guys will get out of Jiusheng.

Only a few female students who are stunned by Xiao Yu are very ugly. Some of them are remorseful. If the father knows that they have been driven out by Jiu Sheng, then they will not kill them?

When Jiushengyu had an accident, they could walk away with impunity. The father would also praise them for being clever and not to bring disaster to the family. But now, Jiushengyu was saved by Xiaoyu, the monk, and everything changed back to the original point.

Miserable, I knew that they wouldn’t follow the clouds, and Yunxiao had a hatred for Xiao Yu. When they first came in Jiusheng, they didn’t agree with Xiao Yu. They and Xiao Yu were not so big, they It is really going to be killed by the monks of Yunxiao.

Suddenly, these female disciples regretted and hated the cloud.

"The top-quality mandolin is refining, and you can now get out of the nine holy shrines." Elder Alchemy smiled gratifiedly, and the full-fledged pair was on the road.

Nan Gongyi moved and quietly walked to Xiao Yu's side. His eyes were slightly moving, and he looked at the people around him who were eager to move around. Their eyes were full of greed for Shangpin Manduo.

Xiao Yu felt the proximity of Nangong Temple. She frowned. The instinct didn't want to be too close to this man. She moved her feet and moved away from him.

Nan Gongyi followed again and smiled lowly: "Hey, what are you afraid of? I am afraid that I have eaten you?"

Xiao Yu Qing dynasty flashed disgust, licked his mouth, she ignored him, and argued here, no one would look good on his face.

I was so angry and stared at Xiao Yu, the cold eyes seemed to see her through, this little girl, how could she possibly produce the top mandala?

Suddenly, a terrible thought flashed through my mind.

Is there a fire on her body?

There is no fire, and even he can never refine the mandala of the top grade.

There is no positive answer in the meditation, but the opposite question: "Little girl, you got the fire?"

Xiao Yu’s heart screamed, and the voice of the purple voice came from her. The delicate little face showed a smile. The light flashed: “Fire? What kind of fire do you mean? I have cultivated the fire spirit? Or the alchemy elder Give me the fire?"

The alchemy elders suddenly couldn't conceal the surprise on their faces: "Baby apprentice, have you cultivated a fire spirit? Great, from now on, you don't need the fire that I gave you anymore. That kind of fire is worse than your fire spirit. Too far."

This kind of fire that the elders of Alchemy said is not the kind of fire.

The whole eyebrows are squinting, and the eyes are flashing doubts. The fire in the mouth of the elders of Alchemy is the most common fire, but it is not the kind of fire he refers to.

Didn't this little girl get the fire? Just because her alchemy talent is terrible, luck is good, only to produce this top mandala?

The fire is in that kind of place, and the **** is gone, and it is not necessarily alive.

With such a thought, the glory of Guang Guang was sinking, and he suddenly discovered that some of the little gimmicks that looked beautiful were not visible.

Awkward.

Looking at the chest of Xiao Yu in the Guang dynasty, the purple pattern is a bit strange.

Xiao Yu pinched the top mandala into his hand and slammed the front squat. He said with shame: "You lost, and the person who took you rolled out the nine sacred." After a pause, he said: "Your eyes Look around again, don't blame me for being polite to you."

On the sin, I saw Xiao Xiao’s angry face. He snorted. This little girl was really beautiful, but he was not interested in her. He was not the kind of **** person of Xue Yu.

I thought of the purple pattern on her chest, and the eyes flashed a dignified look. If he didn't read it wrong, the purple pattern should be left by the god-level powerhouse.

Xiao Yu covered his chest, and there was no way to separate the purple pattern from the level of the gods. Even so, he did not dare to rush and Xiao Yu.

After sweeping through the eyes of the wide-eyed corner, I was very worried. This thought of the **** level is hidden in a corner that he can't feel. If it really starts. He is not sure that he can beat the power of the **** level.

I want to go to the top mandala in the hands of Xiao Yu. If it is not the strongman of the **** level, he will directly grab the top manta in the hands of Xiao Yu.

"Yue Ji, stop, let's go."

He waved his hand and he was very simple, ready to take people away.

He did not fight the unsure, and this time he went back to the palace and told the palace owner to say.

Nine holy scorpions can't run, and the things that the lord of the nine sacred priests need can't run, no need to rush.

Yue Ji is not willing to stop, coldly watching Feng Shaoqi: "Bad boy, today my grandmother will let you a horse, we will see you again, by the time, grandma will make you die very badly."

Yun Shaoyan's thin lips twitched a sneer: "This grandmother's grandmother can't be so ugly, you don't have to run! Come here! Let the Lord die very badly! This little master can't ask..."

Yue Ji was angered by Yun Shaosheng's anger, and his eyes were extremely gloomy. This dead boy, dare to compare her with an old woman, is simply looking for death.

"you……"

"Enough, Yue Ji."

The sound of anger and anger came, and Yue Ji had to stop suddenly. When he left, he also stunned Feng Shaoyu: "Bad boy, you are waiting for me."

The dean and the faces of several elders were loose, and their eyes watched as they left.

The students cheered again: "Xiao Yu is awesome, Xiao Yu is awesome..."

Nangong 湚 suddenly sent a majestic voice from the chest, preventing them from continuing to cheer, and clearly passed to everyone's ears, as if Nangong was next to them.

"Don't make a slap in the face, you give me the memory of what Xiao Yu did for Jiusheng. Today, she has retained Jiusheng. Without her, Jiushengyu no longer exists. Who are you? I still can't get used to her, and now I am leaving Jiushengyu right away."

The Nangong Temple was paused, and the audience was silent. The disciples were shocked and scared and looked at Nangong Temple. When did his repairing spirit become so powerful? When he spoke, his mouth didn't move.

And the voice, when they were introduced into each of their ears, their spirits trembled, and the body could not control the faint tremors. This is the pressure that the strong can release, and they can't breathe.

What does Nangong mean? People who don’t understand Xiao Yu’s departure will have time to leave, if they don’t leave?

Is it difficult for Nangong to kill them?

Smart people are extremely afraid of thinking.

The few female disciples of Xiao Yu’s females shyly bowed their heads, and Yunxiao also lowered his head. He did not dare to look at the eyes of Nangong’s sweeping eyes. She held her fingers tightly and bit the lip.

Xiao Yu’s luck is also very good. After a few months of leaving Jiusheng, he can refine the mandala that the alchemy elders can’t refine. Xiao Yu is really a dog, not like her. How about entering Jiusheng? Even Xiao Yu’s monk is better than that.

Yunxiao’s heart was very unconvinced, and she thought of some gossips that were quietly introduced into Jiusheng’s sorrow. Her heart was cold: it seems that those rumors are true, and Xiao Yu’s monk must use the squatting method to hook up Shangnanhua. Jun, her alchemy is also taught by Nanhua. In this world, except for Nanhua Jun, no one is higher than the alchemy of the alchemy elders.

Lustful goods.

"Some people don't say that they are not rare?" Even the disciples are off, how can they not roll?" Xiao Wu deliberately shouted, her eyes staring at the clouds and standing in the sky. The few female disciples together.

Suddenly.

The disciples had a lot of tacit retreat, and Yunxiao and the few female disciples who insulted Xiao Yu were as if they were deliberately isolated, and their looks suddenly became alarmed.