Divine Genius Healer, Abandoned Woman: Demonic Tyrant in Love with a Mad Little Consort

"I don't think we should sell the key, you just say, how many immortals did you make!"

Losing also makes me understand!

Little by little, she can't stand the soft knife cutting meat!

"How many?"

Ye Qingli's face was dazed.

She used Sinan's abilities to practice the panacea for many days in the space.

Now, he is in a period of sleepiness due to extreme mental fatigue.

Therefore, the reaction is a bit insensitive.

For Ning Suqin's question, there was no response for a while.

Du Gu jumped out immediately.

Angrily shouted: "Hey, haven't you heard what my sister asked?"

"We are asking you how many immortals have been refined!"

She said aggressively: "Don't worry, maybe, she has made so many of them, and the rest are all taken out to bluff us!"

"Oh……"

Ye Qingli was only awake at this time.

She shrugged.

"You asked me how many panacea I made?"

"Sorry, I really can't remember."

She was very helpless.

"You also know that I have only one person. Of course, I will be very nervous to compare with so many of you. So, I have been practicing continuously, how can I count how many.

Ning Suqin almost spit out blood.

This is simply the contempt of Chi Guoguo!

Did you hear it?

The meaning of others is to challenge their limits!

I didn't take my few pharmacists seriously!

Contempt!

Absolute contempt!

Ye Qingli smiled and said, "So, I'd like to trouble you to count. Because, I really can't remember how many."

"Maybe, the remaining bottles are not necessarily empty?"

"Yeah, maybe it's all empty!"

Du Gujing has not responded.

Followed by shouting.

Ning Suqin couldn't help closing his eyes.

She discovered that the IQ of the dry sister she recognized was too low.

The low self couldn't bear to be with her ...

"Okay, then count."

Leng Yechen continued to pour out the bottle.

Bai Ye, sitting on the seat, squinted and looked at all this playfully.

"Well, interesting ..."

One hundred ...

Two hundred ...

The elixir in the bottle was not finished yet.

At this time, Ning Suqin's people had long been desperate and stopped looking.

She couldn't help crying.

by!

There are already two hundred!

Is this woman crazy?

Still evil!

How could she be alone overnight.

Made so many immortals?

Ning Suqin refined thirteen elixirs, which is already extraordinary.

Moreover, she still has so many helpers!

I feel like I have won the ticket!

However, she lost so completely in front of Ye Qingli!

It ’s almost gone!

At this time, every movement of Leng Yechen was like a slap on her face.

Let her let herself out!

And Alone, like a hen stepped on his neck.

Can't even call out.

This is not a contest at all!

Everyone alone, heads a dozen here.

Moreover, it is still a spike!

Absolute spike!

She couldn't help shouting, "Okay, don't count anymore!"

There are already two hundred.

They lost!

What's the point of counting this?

If you count them down again, it will only add to their humiliation!