Chapter 1008: Grade Eight Mandala

Wangyou nodded, "Goodbye."
Qingcheng said towards Long Feiye: "What are you urging? Go away!"
Li Luochen glanced at Wangyou, thoughtfully, and then turned around.
Long Feiye smiled as he walked and said, "Oh! Don't do this! Am I worried about your safety? The longer you stay here, the greater the possibility of danger!"
How could Qingcheng fail to think of what he really thought?
Some have a bad temper: "What do you think about all the time in your mind? Is there nothing simple?"
Long Feiye immediately corrected, "Why don't I have simple things? Yes! Eat. Isn't it simple to drink?"
Li Luochen handed him a look of disgust, and then distanced himself.
Qingcheng was a little thoughtful. After thinking about it, he slowly said, "Actually, the feeling he gave me is a kind of familiar and intimacy... or the kind that can be completely trusted. I can't tell why, this is the first time Encountered such a situation."
Li Luochen looked at her immediately, and before he could ask, Long Feiye suddenly shouted: "You are not love at first sight, right? What about Yun Haochen? God! He will kill me! Lost his wife! ..." Looking at Qingcheng with wide eyes, as if seeing something terrible.
Qingcheng said helplessly to Li Luochen: "Let's pretend not to know this person together, right?"
Li Luochen nodded, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Well, I don't know."
"How can you do this?" Long Feiye immediately expressed dissatisfaction.
Qingcheng said lightly: "There is a generation gap when talking to you, I don't want to talk to you for the time being."
Long Feiye choked suddenly, approaching the rock beast depressedly, smiled at it and said: "Little Stone Man, we two together, don't play with them."
The Rock Beast shook his head, "Roar!" hurriedly walked to the side of Qingcheng.
Long Feiye was immediately depressed, and even Warcraft hated him?
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Wangyou looked at their leaving back, and whispered to himself: "Why are you so reluctant?" He didn't look back until he disappeared.
On the way back to the camp, no one else was encountered this time. The main thing is the location where they gather herbs, which is more dangerous, and those disciples won't risk entering.
In the campsite, many teams have returned one after another. Everyone is also discussing, what is the gain this time. There were others with unclear injuries and regretful expressions. At first glance, the mission had failed.
Six elders saw him come back from a distance, and immediately shouted: "Okay! Be quiet, everyone! Now count the team."
All the disciples immediately stopped speaking and looked at the Sixth Elder one after another.
Seeing Wangyou's return, Lin Wuyan looked at her registration book, and then respectfully said: "Six elders, now there are only two groups behind."
"Well, look at the hour, if the time is up, the person who hasn't returned will count as abstention." The Sixth Elders slowly swept down a circle, but did not see Wu Siyuan and his group.
Wangyou came over, put the three herbs on the table, "register."
Leng Xiaoyun cast his eyes, and the others were also curious at the same time, forgetting to worry about being a group of people. They were not alchemists, so they didn't know what their results would be.
The sixth elder hurriedly opened the first box, his eyes lit up suddenly, "A mandala of level eight?"
Leng Xiaoyun said faintly: "The luck is not bad!"
Wangyou didn't reply to him, not even one corner of his eye. Leng Xiaoyun smiled faintly at the corner of his mouth, not caring.
The other disciples were surprised when they heard the name, "It's so good to forget your worries and luck!"