Luo Ying automatically classified his expression as envy and comforted him: "Today we have three medicine emperors, you still have a chance."

Zhan Zhan vaguely remembered that Shui Chilian had a bad relationship with other Medicine Emperors, and he was more powerful than his disciples if he had something to do. Thinking of the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan and Qiu Chuji, and also from Guo Jing and Yang Kang, he thought of him, if he really wanted to be the other Medicine Emperors as his masters, he and Han Feixie would have to kill each other every two years. After the killing, they were taken back to the cage and locked up in the cage and kept in a hard work, until they were killed again next time... it sounded like a beast fighting.

"Good opportunities should be left to those who need them more!" He should go back and be a more promising trialist.

Zhan Zhan shook his head and planned to turn around and walk back, and saw a tall and thin old man dressed in golden light and an old woman with heavy makeup exposed, blocking his way.

Luo Ying pulled him aside quickly and saluted respectfully.

Other disciples of the Medicine King who were guarding here also came over, "Jia Yaohuang, Zhen Yaohuang."

Zhan Zhan: "..."

Jia Yaohuang was the old man. He half-squinted his eyes and said, "Where is the old man in Shui?"

The disciple said, "The Water Medicine Emperor just accepted an apprentice and was in the room."

Jia Yaohuang opened his eyes and said, "He said he would not accept his disciples several years ago. Who is so capable of making him slap himself? Could it be that Emperor Yun Mu is here?"

Only people of the Medicine Emperor dare to call the emperor's name in the sky.

The disciple said, "It's a man named Zhan Dao."

Jia Yaohuang said: "Is the prodigal son of Zhan family?"

The "prodigal son" felt nervous and quietly took a step back.

Zhen Yaohuang smiled and said, "I like prodigal son the most. Why not ask the Shui Yaohuang for personal favor and ask him to come over."

Zhan Zhan felt a chill and wanted to retreat again, but as soon as his feet moved away, Luo Ying quietly grabbed his arm. Luo Ying looked at him happily, almost shouting, "I'm here for a prodigal son, I want to buy it quickly."

Zhan Zhan shook his head almost invisibly and pulled him over.

Jia Yaohuang and Zhen Yaohuang spoke as they entered the interview room.

Zhan Zhan wanted to leave the place of right and wrong, but was also a little worried about Han Feixie's encounter after the plot changed, so hesitated on the spot.

Luo Ying and the two medicine emperors all entered the room before whispering: "Zhen Yaohuang is a Class C medicine emperor, second only to the Water Medicine Emperor. (This chapter is uploaded by netizens on the Internet) Such an opportunity is once a lifetime, don't miss it."

Zhan Zhan was a little moved. It is still unknown whether the trial master is as good as Mo Tianhe and the others said. Maybe it is also good to be a disciple of the Medicine Emperor.

Luo Ying pushed him, "You go and try it."

...

Just go in like this?

Zhan Zhan looked at the door, imagined himself walking in, and waved to several medicine emperors while introducing the scene of being the prodigal son...

Too bad.

He will definitely be beaten into a corpse.

Zhan Zhan coughed dryly and said, "I'll consider it again."

Luo Ying looked at him in confusion.

Zhan Zhan found a seat and sat down, waiting for the results to come out inside.

Time passed by minute by minute, and several candidates could not sit still. The other Yaojun and Yaowang who were waiting to accept the disciples also sent their disciples to inquire about the progress, but this door seemed to be on a long wall, and it didn't move at all.

Just as others were thinking about whether to come over after dinner, the door finally opened.

Zhen Yaohuang and Jia Yaohuang came out with a smile and looked back while talking.

Following them was a man with a face of thirty or forty but full of silver hair. He was quite handsome, with eyebrows like swords, slightly raised eyes, and fair skin as white as jade, which was comparable to Han Feixie.

Zhan Zhan remembered that Shui Chilian was popular among the opposite sex in the original text and could squeeze into the top five. He deserved to have the capital, so he felt relieved.

After Shui Chi refining, there were a long list of disciples, Han Feixie at the end.

Zhan Zhan couldn't help but want to go over when he saw Han Feixie, but as soon as the three Medicine Emperors came out, the others in the candidate room entered a state of static. When his body moved, the other people's eyes looked at each other in a row.

Emperor Zhen Yaohuang looked at him and suddenly smiled and stretched out his finger: "I'll choose him."

Zhan Zhan followed the finger, slowly, slowly, turned his head...

Then I saw Luo Ying standing in shock, looking at him at a loss.

Zhen Yaohuang said: "Children, what's your name?"

The moment Luo Ying looked at her, she seemed to come alive and said excitedly: "I am the apprentice of Teng Haifeng Medicine King, my name is Luo Ying."

"Do you have a master?" She frowned slightly.

Luo Ying's heart was not pounding, but he didn't dare to say a word.

Jia Yaohuang smiled and said, "What are you thinking about? For you, let alone asking a Medicine King's apprentice to be an apprentice, it is not difficult to ask that Medicine King to be an apprentice."

Zhen Yaohuang smiled. Although she is old and has many wrinkles, she is ridiculous and has some residual charm at the corners of her eyebrows and eyes, which makes people unable to help but look at her. "Okay, just be my apprentice." Her eyes swept over Zhan Zhan as if she was talking to herself, and seemed to be talking to someone. "What I hate the most is the person who is smart and thinks that she can stand out with a little move."

...

Grandma, you're thinking too much.

Zhan Zhan's favorability for the profession of Medicine King immediately decreased.

Luo Ying seemed to feel that he had snatched Zhan Zhan's opportunity, and felt very guilty. He almost didn't dare to look at his face. He lowered his head and ran behind Zhen Yaohuang.

Shui Chilian said to the disciple of the Medicine King who was guarding here: "Jia Yaohuang will not accept disciples this year. You go and invite the Medicine Kings to come over."

The other candidates knew that the opportunity to be the apprentice of the Medicine Emperor was gone, and they were both envious and jealous of Han Feixie and Luo Ying, who had the only two opportunities, and their eyes were followed by them.

Zhan Zhan was the same. But he was waiting for them to leave and went to find Mo Tianhe. Compared to the smearing emperor and the burying emperor, he thought the white lotus were as cute as little angels with bare butts.

“There are other opportunities.”

He was distracted when he felt that the warm wind was blowing his left ear. When he turned around, he saw Han Feixie looking at him up close with a mask on his face.

Han Feixie treated his dullness as loss, raised his hand and patted his shoulder gently. Perhaps he regarded him as his first friend in his life, and he was a little sad when he saw Zhan Zhan's distraught look. You should know that his emotions had never fluctuated for himself before.

Zhan Zhan returned to his senses and grabbed his hand and said, "Are you going to follow Shui Chilian?"

Han Feixie nodded and said, "I plan to go to the Wanwan Beast Realm."

After hearing this route, Zhan Zhan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. After worshiping Yaojun as his master, Zhan Zhan also went to the Wanwan Beast Realm, because many herbs are available only in Wanwan Beast Realm.

Han Feixie saw that Shui Chi's figure was getting farther and farther away, and broke free from his hand and said, "I will contact you."

Zhan Zhan watched him walk away reluctantly, his heart was empty. The readers' preference for the character may vary due to different personal preferences, but the readers' familiarity with the character is controlled by the author. The more author describes the author, the more familiar the readers will be. Therefore, in the world of "The Peerless Sword Evil", the person he is most familiar with is Han Feixie.

And now, he flew.

Zhan Zhan was very melancholy, and he couldn't help feeling the melancholy of "My family has a son who has just grown up and accidentally followed others." But that's better. Following the Medicine King is more promising than following the Medicine King, which is the resurrection medicine...

His face suddenly changed!

I almost forgot the resurrection drug prescription is still in the hands of that Yaojun!

What is that Yaojun’s name?

"Lan Yaojun, please come here." The disciple of the Medicine King led people to come.

Zhan Zhan's head flashed with inspiration.

Blue alcohol!

Without waiting for the other party to approach, he rushed forward, squeezed the disciple who led the way, grabbed the other party's hand, and held it tightly, "I have admired you for a long time, Lan Yuan Yaojun!"

Blue Yaojun: “…”

"So, please accept me!" Give me the resurrection medicine prescription!

Blue Yaojun: “…”

Zhan Zhan: "..." Why did he think Lan Chun's eyes were a little wrong? He didn't seem to accept him as his disciple, but instead seemed to accept some monster?

Lan Yaojun raised his lips and smiled and said, "I am not Lan Yuan, I am Lan Mei."

"Sorry." Zhan Zhan let go of his hand and turned around and left.

Lan Meng reached out to hold his collar and pulled it into his arms.

Zhan Zhan was caught off guard and fell into his arms, and he surrounded half of his body. "..."

Blue marinated lips pressed against his ears and asked gloomyly: "I don't know that he knows young people like you... Tell me, how did you meet?"

Zhan Zhan: "..."
Chapter completed!