"You're welcome."

The two of them had a good attitude, and the shopkeeper had a better look, and smiled at the two of them: "You two are very young. It's pretty good that you can reach the third class in this competition."

"Mr. Jiang praised."

Fan Li and Xueyi bowed their heads, responding decently and politely, but the remaining light swept towards Duanmu Yawang almost at the same time, and an unknown light flashed under their eyes.

At this time, Sekkisei still used the delicate tray and brought things over.

However, this time is no longer a tip.

It was something two or three times bigger than a kit, which looked like a bag of heaven and earth.

When Fan Lixueyi and Poison Sage saw the things on the tray, their eyes brightened, and the shopkeeper explained at this time: "The three medicines, our two masters are more satisfied. This is the ancient Qiankun bag, which contains our thanks. Li, three of you please accept it."

Qiankun bags are inherently rare, not to mention the ancient Qiankun bags, which are exquisite treasures! The most rare thing is that there is actually a thank you gift inside. The three of them heard this, even if they were angry like a poisonous saint, they couldn't help but restrain their temper from starvation.

If their thank you gifts were just tips, Poison Saint's temper would definitely not disappear so quickly.

"Thanks to the two masters."

The three of them took the Qiankun bag and thanked them in unison.

"polite."

The answer is still the shorter host, Xueyi, who has rarely spoken, said with lowered eyebrows at this time: "My lord, you have given comments for the fourth and fifth classes, but the third class has no comments. Can you tell us today why the medicine for the three of us is set as the third class?"

Upon hearing this, the lord turned his head, as if fixedly staring at Xueyi for a few seconds before speaking, but the evaluation was still venomous: "The medicine for the three of you is actually quite good. The medicine is effective and it is refined. The medicine is good in all aspects, but compared with other lighting, there is still a big gap."

As soon as these words fell, Duanmu Yawang saw Xueyi's beautiful face, which turned white at the speed that human eyes could see.

The face of Poison Saint who had calmed down his anger instantly turned black, Fan Li was somewhat demeaned, his face was still calm, but his tight jaw betrayed him.

"I wonder if the three are satisfied with this answer?"

"Tsk tut!"

Little Bailu sighed twice, and said with Duanmu Ya: "This host, his mouth is really poisonous. Knowing that they are not reconciled, they are still sprinkling salt on other people's wounds. Ask more."

Duanmu Yawan smiled, "It's a bit poisonous, but I feel very emotional when it sounds."

Fan Lixueyi Poison Saint was not very happy at first. Hearing that the shorter Shezhu asked such a sentence, he abruptly suppressed the dissatisfaction, and replied: "Satisfied, thank you for your confusion."

The shorter host nodded, and said, "Next, it's first and second class. Only three bottles of medicine are left."

When these words came out, whether it was the people on the stage or the people in the world, their eyes turned towards the three of He Lao Yaozun and Duanmu Yawang.

Of course, when everyone's eyes came to Duanmu Yawang, they all looked extremely complicated.

After all, at the beginning of the competition, she was rejected by all the contestants. Everyone thought she was arrogant and defiant. However, now she has won Xueyi, Fan Li, and even Poison Saint.

Everyone thinks that they do have arrogant capital.

Even if he only got second class next, and lost to Old He and Yao Zun, no one would dare to laugh at him anymore!

Of course, the thing that tickles everyone the most is if he even He Lao and Yao Zun... won?

sky!

If so, it's really exciting!

As long as everyone thinks of this possibility, their hearts are itchy like ants, and they can't wait to let the two masters announce the result soon.

However, after itching for a while, they thought again, an unknown arrogant boy, it would be good to win so many masters, and then win the old crane and Yao Zun...

Well, it's impossible to think about it.

The people who were waiting for the middle seconds were suddenly very anxious, but at this moment, a person in black fell from the sky and came to the two Lords and talked silently with them.

"Ugh!"

Everyone sighed and sighed. Suddenly, I didn't know who roared in the crowd, "Come here, let's bet and sleep and win! Who wants to bet, come all..."

"I bet He Lao and Yao Zun will win!"

"Me too!"

"I bet He Lao and Yao Zun will win! Must win!"

Someone is weak and weak: "I think the person who has been silent and dressed in black may also win..."

"Stupid!" Some people disdain: "He is amazing, but can he compare with one of the six great Yaozuns, He Lao and Yao Zun? Haven't you seen the calm faces of both He and Yao Zun, and a pair of old gods are there. Does it look like a winning streak? Can they lose?"

"..."

"Buy to leave, buy to leave, all come to place bets..."

The audience was noisy, and the audience was very quiet. Poison Saint Xueyi Fan Li and the six middle-aged people looked at Duanmu Ya again and again.

The conversation between the two masters is not over yet.

At this time, Old He and Yao Zun looked at each other, and smiled at Duanmu Yawang, smiling kindly: "This brother, after you came up, you don't seem to talk much. I don't know how to call it?"

Before Duanmu Yawang spoke, Fan Li walked towards her, with a smile on his handsome face: "My name is Fan Li. I had some misunderstandings before. How about we make friends?"

As soon as Fan Li's words came out, Duan Mu Yawang saw the corners of Xueyi's lips pursed.

Also, the so-called "misunderstanding" before was brought out by Xueyi. Now Fan Li mentions the "misunderstanding" again, which is equivalent to slap her in the face in public. How can she be happy?

"So everyone hasn't known each other yet?"

At this time, the two hostesses had finished talking about the matter. Perhaps they heard the dialogue between them. The shorter hostess spoke curiously: "I thought everyone came to the game together and they all knew each other!"

There was a moment of silence on the stage, and after a while, Old He smiled: "That kid doesn't like to speak, everyone had some misunderstandings before."

The child, these three words obviously have the meaning of closeness, but the whole sentence sounds like some cause and effect. At first glance, people who are not aware of it will feel that it is because Duanmu Ya hopes not to talk, which caused everyone to misunderstand.

After listening to the Lord She, he turned his head towards Duanmu Yawang, as if after a few glances at her, he suddenly realized and said: "So it's like this."

"Yes."

At this time, Poison Saint spoke unexpectedly. His face was seldom smiling, but it seemed to Duanmu Yawang that this smile was more like a smile without a smile. He said: "In fact, this competition is a competition. In fact, it is more of a group of everyone. The doctors communicated, but this brother wrapped himself tightly from start to finish, looking like he was a thousand miles away, and I don’t know why."