Extreme Pupil Teacher: Miss Peerless

"Elixir!"

Seeing the cauldron with colorful aura in front of Luo Qingtong, the man with the mustache was surprised at first, and then overjoyed.

"Haha! I didn't expect to meet a genius alchemist here, and what he made was an elixir!"

The man with the mustache had a greedy look on his face.

Fairy elixir!

This is the legendary pill.

In the entire Zhenyan Continent, there are not a few alchemy masters who can refine such a pill!

At least he hadn't heard of it!

I didn't expect that after chasing Yu Sihuang to this place where dark clouds overwhelm the city, I would bump into such a talented alchemist!

This girl is obviously a natural alchemist, at such a young age, she is able to refine elixirs!

And it's still refining such a elixir!

I'm afraid that the black domain is very hot, and the evil doctor Guitong who is chasing after the mainland doesn't have such strength!

I didn't expect to be touched by him!

"Yu Sihuang, I didn't expect you to bring me a great opportunity before you died! Haha! I want this alchemist, together with the elixir she made!"

The man with the mustache waved his hand and shouted in a cold voice: "You are responsible for killing him! Today, the future overlord of the three islands and seven places will fall here!"

He said, laughing loudly, and then swept towards Luo Qingtong who was in front of him.

"Little beauty!" He looked at the fairy-like girl sitting in front of the cauldron, with an indescribably proud and lustful expression on her face.

"From now on, you just follow me! I want the pill, man, I want it too!"

Luo Qingtong watched the figure of the man with the mustache rush towards him, the blood in his eyes flickered coldly.

It's been a long time, and no one has said such courteous words in front of her!

The bones of the person who dared to look at her like this last time have been turned into ashes, right?

Luo Qingtong stared coldly at the fluctuations of the holy realm on the man with the mustache, and then suddenly sent a voice transmission to Yu Sihuang: "With your injuries, how long can you stop them?"

Luo Qingtong's voice was light, without any trace of urgency or panic.

It seemed that the man with the mustache was not aiming at her, and it seemed that what she was facing at the moment was not a crisis.

However, Yu Sihuang knew that with the age and talent shown by the young girl at this moment, if she was captured by these people in front of her, she would definitely be imprisoned to death, reduced to a puppet, and her life would be worse than death.

"Hundred breaths."

Yu Sihuang made some calculations, and with his heart failure and serious injuries at the moment, he could at most stop the opponent's hundred breaths!

but……

"If you give me the elixir in your cauldron, I will kill them all!"

Yu Sihuang caressed the tear mole at the corner of his eye, and looked at the direction of Luo Qingtong with his eyes burning. On that beautiful and enchanting face, there was a domineering look.

"No need to breathe!"

As long as he can cure the old disease of his heart, killing these people doesn't need a breath at all!

There was a smile on Yu Sihuang's lips, enchanting and evil.

His eyes were full of sternness.

If it wasn't for his old illness, how could he be forced into a desperate situation by a group of jumping clowns?

As long as he can recover, these people will all die!

The same goes for those who betrayed him!

"The elixir I made is useless to your heart injury, you don't have to think about it."

Luo Qingtong's voice was faint as she could see Yu Sihuang's thoughts at a glance.

"One hundred breaths is enough time. You stop them. If you don't die after one hundred breaths, I will save you!"