Chapter 372: A disaster-ridden alchemist (2)

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The stream is screaming.
The monsoon smoke sits next to the campfire and looks at Jun Zeyu's squatting beside the stream. The teenager who just woke up still has some unsettled feelings. His reaction was calm when he saw the monsoon smoke.
He still remembers that in the most dangerous time, the monsoon smoke suddenly appeared and saved his life.
"Thank you...Thank you..." The teenager who is still in the voice changer, the voice is very beautiful, he looks very white, the skin color is more white than the ordinary woman, the facial features are small and exquisite, the monsoon smoked before him touched him. Bone, knowing that his age is about fourteen or five years old, but the boy's face is very small, at first glance it is like a 12-year-old half-big child.
The long black hair is scattered and looks timid.
The monsoon smoke waved his hand. "You are welcome, how can you meet the Yaozu?"
Speaking of the Yaozu, the boy’s face is white again, and the hand on his knee is tightened a little.
The young boy named Si Siyu grew up in a small village. He did not know where the Imperial College knew his existence. He sent him a notice of admission. His legs were bad and worthy of being sent by the same village. The adult who was previously killed by the red monkey was the fellow of Sissy. The two men stepped into the forest to escape the hot sun, but they did not want to encounter the red monkey waiting for a long time.
"At the time we were a little lost. Suddenly there was a person who said that we could take us out. We just followed him. I know... I was getting more and more biased..." Sissy’s eyes were very painful, and the nightmare has been He is chilly.
"The red monkey is very embarrassed. Before you eat people, you will deceive people to no one else. You are also unlucky enough to meet it." Junze’s voice suddenly sounded, and the monsoon smoke turned around, but the eyebrows were slightly Pick one.
The cleaned Junze is like a completely personal one. After the mud is washed, it reveals a beautiful and lazy face. Junze looks very good, and the smiling eyes reveal a cynicism. The crystal clear water drops down his knife-like cheeks, hidden between the slender neck.
"Young man, looks good." The monsoon smoked.
Junze grinned and quite touched his chin. "Don't say so straightforward, I will be embarrassed, do you have to look closer?" The monsoon smoked him with a white eye. .
Jun Ze smiled and turned to Sisi. "What kind of admission notice did you receive? I am a pharmacist's branch." Said, Junze raised his finger to the monsoon flue: "This girl is amazing." It’s the deceased, and fortunately you met her today, or you can change to the next student, you really can’t take the red monkey.

"Destroyed?" Sis looked at the monsoon smoke strangely, his eyes floating and screaming, his vision of the last season's smoky smile, a red face, and soon lowered his head, whisper: "I... I am an Alchemist's branch." Junze's expression was slightly stunned, and even the eyes of the monsoon smoke flashed a bit of surprise.
Alchemists, this is the most scarce of many professionals, what they have created is contrary to people's normal consciousness, or weapons, or special substances, even living, alchemists Have been involved. Only alchemy is not the day after tomorrow, this is the only one that needs talent in all professions!