Chapter 281: Little disciple, meet again!

"A little young?"
Zhu Ying was startled slightly, and then said dismissively: "There are so many strange people and strange things in the world. It's no surprise that there is only a young alchemist."
"Or do you think that all alchemists in the world are old men?"
"No!" The shook his head again and again, and then said weakly: "However, this alchemist is really too young."
Zhu Ying raised her eyebrows, but she was a little curious, "How small?"
"Six years old!"
Zhu Ying's pupils shrank, and she couldn't help being stunned!
This age is indeed incredibly small.
Even the alchemy masters under Brother Erhuang's family are very talented, and they have only stepped into the realm of the fifth-rank alchemy master after they are over half a hundred years old.
"I will greet him personally." Zhu Ying squinted her eyes, then flung her sleeves and walked out of the Cymbidium Palace.
Such alchemists are either here to make trouble or are evildoers!
The imperial palace is not generally gorgeous, it is much more gorgeous than ordinary houses or even the mansions of large families.
This kind of magnificence is not a question of money or money, but some patterns, patterns, and decorations, which can only be used for the royal family. Any private house cannot be used, otherwise it will suffer.
For this reason, the magnificence of the palace cannot be copied!
"No wonder so many people want to be emperors. Who can cover this level of enjoyment?" Luo Xiaoman sat on a rocking chair, his whole body slumped on it, and a few palace ladies fanned him beside him. The fan and the fruit are fed again, which is very pleasant.
Mo Yuan stood on the side, his eyes coldly, and confronted several imperial guards.
Although he was very young, his eyes were very sharp, and the guards were inexplicably flustered.
"Xiaoman, why not..."
Before Mo Yuan finished speaking, Zhu Ying walked over violently.
When he saw Luo Xiaoman and Mo Yuan's moment, his whole body was struck by lightning, and he was stunned!
"Little disciple sun, let's meet again." Luo Xiaoman got up, stood on the chair, waved a small hand at Zhu Ying, and grinned.
"Presumptuous!!" Seeing that she was called the third prince, the little disciple grandson, the Guards exploded in an instant and surrounded them one by one.
"Retreat!!" Before Mo Yuan could make a move, Zhu Ying gave a cold cry, and stopped the guards. "Except for the two of them, everyone else will go out."
The guards, court ladies, and eunuchs all looked at each other.
It was the first time that they saw the terrifying face of the third prince, and they vaguely felt that he and these two people had met.
When these people withdrew from this hall, only Luo Xiaoman, Mo Yuan, and Zhu Ying were left in the hall.
Zhu Ying squeezed her fist, adjusted her emotions, looked at Luo Xiaoman, and said, "Why are you here?"
"Huh? What do you call me?" Luo Xiaoman curled the corners of his lips, sat cross-legged, and looked at Zhu Ying with a playful expression on his face.
"Master, Master, why are you here?" Zhu Ying took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and said this humiliating term.
"Here!" Luo Xiaoman shook the emperor's list in his hand and said lightly: "I'm here to receive the reward."
Zhu Ying's pupils shrank, and then he said in a deep voice: "Master, what do you want, just say it, there is no need to tear down the emperor list."
At this moment, his mood was a little depressed. He thought he had finally found a fifth-grade alchemist, but it turned out to be a farce.
"Looking back, I'll give you more Beast Crystal nuclei, as well as profound crystals. I still have things on my side, so I will leave first."
"Hey, I didn't ask you for something." Luo Xiaoman called to Zhu Ying, and said angrily: "Aren't you looking for a fifth-grade alchemist?"
"But you are not!" Zhu Ying raised her eyes and said mockingly.
"Well, I really am not!"