Qiao Qingyan secretly complained, sorry, she is really a pharmacist with dual cultivation of medicine and a medal certification.

But being a human being, keep a low profile.

After being suppressed again and again, Feng Hua was so frustrated that he was about to jump off his feet, so he rolled his eyes and turned around.

"I have never seen someone like you for no reason! Stop talking to me anymore! It's so annoying!"

On the other hand, Qiao Qingyan responded calmly.

"There is no wonder that you are. I didn't talk to you, you have always interrupted."

Feng Hua was speechless again, and black lines appeared on his forehead.

It seems to be true...

"Damn it, what do you mean, it's because I've humiliated myself?"

"Isn't it?"

Qiao Qingyan smiled evilly and fanned the fan even more leisurely.

"This is the first time I have seen someone who put my face over and let someone beat me."

Feng Hua's face darkened again, and laughter sounded around him, and he looked at Qiao Qingyan more.

"You, you!"

Feng Hua, you have been thinking about what to say for a long time.

"You are whining, why are you talking so much? I ask you, are you a spiritual cultivator or a formation refiner? Tell me! Why are you hiding it?"

"I have such a powerful mouth, I don't know how strong I am. Let everyone see it."

Countless men and women pay attention to Qiao Qingyan.

Yes, she is practicing and what she is doing, so it is easier to form a team if she knows it.

It definitely looks better than Feng Hua, right?

The boys and girls are ready to move.

Qiao Qingyan replied, "Formation Refining Master."

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Hua immediately raised his voice and ridiculed him.

"You don't know the healing formation method because you are a formation refiner? I asked a lot of questions, where did the country bumpkin come from?"

"You admire pharmacists so much and belittle me everywhere. Do you tell me, what level have you made for the formation?"

How many older women are more inclined to Qiao Qingyan. When they hear Feng Hua targeting her, they all speak for her.

"Why do you speak so badly? Maybe they are very good at refining the formation, but they just don't understand the healing formation by chance?"

"Just just looking at the face and clothes, it's obvious that the young master is winning. I don't know what you have to say about people's hometown boobs."

"How can the young master belittle you? Isn't he telling the truth? Funny."

For a time, the number of women who helped Qiao Qingyan support was quite considerable.

Feng Hua couldn't speak, his face looked even more ugly, and he stared at Qiao Qingyan in anger.

It is said that beauty is in trouble, but now it is a novice face that is completely confused!

Originally, these girls should have helped him speak, it's abominable!

So, Feng Hua disliked Qiao Qingyan even more and kept asking.

"Say it! Why haven't you answered yet? I can't answer it? Or I still have no face to answer?"

A curious, exploring, and expecting vision fell, Qiao Qingyan said lightly.

"Red level, right? Maybe not yet."

After the words fell, the noisy surroundings became silent in an instant.

The girls who were originally looking forward to, admired, and looked forward to Qiao Qingyan were stunned, and some of them were skeptical.

No matter how you look at this young master, he is extremely demeanor, how could he be only a red level?

This is too fantasy.

Feng Hua was stunned for a moment, thinking that he had heard it wrong, and after staying for a while, he started to laugh.

Glad, "You are serious? Do I want to praise you for being honest?"

"Aromatic formation refiner, are you embarrassed to come to Mingxin Palace? Your brain is broken? Everyone, look at it carefully, I just said, he is just a useless little white-faced!"

"No wonder I don't even understand the healing formation. I understand it. It turns out that I'm brain-sick. It turns out that I'm really a country bumpkin."

"It's the first time I've seen you say that. I put my face over and let someone else beat you. Tsk, it's embarrassing."

"Don't say you are going to enter Mingxin Palace, you can't even get into the first level of the entrance test!"

"You've answered my words. You all heard it clearly? Who else is going to team up with this little white face now? Akira, be implicated with caution, and finally miss the opportunity with Mingxin Palace, then you'll be done."

Feng Hua kept chatting, and felt sarcastic, and finally got out of his anger in his chest.

I felt so uncomfortable just now, but now I finally feel good.

The reversal came too quickly, and most people fell into a stiff state and looked at Qiao Qingyan incredibly.

The girls shook their heads in a pity, how could this happen?

It turns out that God is fair. He gave him a good bag, but he took over his talent for refining the formation.

Those who had originally given up Feng Hua had to turn to Feng Hua now.

This is a test, an assessment, only once, so of course it is more useful to you.

The original expectation and curiosity have turned into ridicule and gloating.

Qiao Qingyan's expression had not changed, and there was no trace of emotional flaw in her eyes, so she was particularly calm.

In fact, she hasn't officially started learning to refine the formation, so she shouldn't even be a Red Level?

Forget it, it doesn’t matter. Anyway, she doesn’t rely on refining the formation this time, and she doesn’t expect to form a team.

You can accept the person you can find, but you can rely on yourself if you can't find it.

Anyway, she is a spiritual cultivator herself. Among so many people, there are almost no spiritual cultivator and formation refiner.

So most of them no one can understand her, thinking that he is just a fool who comes to join in the fun.

Feng Hua was very satisfied with returning to everyone's sight again and was scrambled by countless women.

Zhang Yang was picky and picky, "No, you are too ugly. What I am looking for is a beauty. Are you not aware of yourself? Get out, don't disgust me."

"Well, this one looks good, but unfortunately her cultivation is too low. Is there anyone who is more beautiful or has a higher cultivation?"

"This is beautiful! It has a high cultivation level, it's not bad. Is there any more? Let me pick it again!"

While shouting, he shook his proud contempt at Qiao Qingyan.

If you see it, he is the real winner.

Qiao Qingyan smiled slightly and didn't care.

Feng Hua felt that he was not satisfied and continued to provoke her.

"Hey, little white-faced, you look very unhappy. Even if you pretend not to care, I can see it."

"So that's it. Do you have any of your favourites here? Do you want me to choose one for you?"

"I think that we have some fate, and it's better for you. What's the point? After all, I still want you to look at me and successfully enter the Mingxin Palace."

Qiao Qingyan looked into the distance and slowly spoke, "Don't worry, I'll see where you can go."

In fact, she is already a disciple of Mingxin Palace.

And he is also the only personal disciple under Jun Rui.

Ahem, low-key.

"Swish." Feng Hua picked one and was pushed by the woman he despised the most, "You, go find that guy."

"You are ugly, and his niggas are just complementary."

"A red-level formation refiner and a red-level spiritual cultivator are just right, so they are all kicked out in the first round!"

A girl with a face full of acne and red sores and her cultivation level is only at the peak of the red level was pushed in front of Qiao Qingyan.

When others saw her face, they disliked her and avoided her.

This face is so scary, and there are pustules on the acne. I don’t know if it is transmitted or not.

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