Chapter 171: Zhang Xing shot

"Yeah, I didn't see it, the little brother is quite (quite ting) knowing!"
"She stole a bottle of three capsules and returned them to God!"
"This is an elixir for the magician that is made from more than a dozen rare herbs!"
"It takes only one capsule to recover 50% of the mental power, which is much stronger than the high-level mental potions configured by the mages themselves."
"I'm a junior pharmacist registered with the Pharmacists Guild, one star!"
The pharmacist arrogantly pointed at the junior badge worn in front of ((chest xiong) xiong), with a star engraved underneath.
Zhang Xing glanced at it, showing what, three stars above my senior pharmacist!
"Are you sure you are a level one?"
"Of course, I made it myself, 100% sure! Stop talking nonsense, open the package!"
The pharmacist waved a big hand, and stopped questioning with confidence.
Zhang Xing smiled silently, copying her hands in her sleeves.
Xueer gave the pharmacist a white look and whispered, "I'm a good man!"
When the parcel was opened, Cher, Mayfair and their father were stupid.
A small cyan (color) porcelain bottle used by pharmacists appeared in front of everyone.
"It's ... not mine! Why is there a medicine bottle in my bag?"
Xueer's eyes stared blankly, and his face couldn't figure out.
"Everyone saw it. She stole it. She just said it hard!"
The pharmacist took the opportunity to fan the fire.
"It's a shame. I didn't learn well at a young age and learned to steal things!"
"Yeah, I really misread people just now, thinking that such a beautiful, lively (love i) little girl wouldn't (do gan) do such a thing ((base ji n) ji n), really can't judge people by their appearance what!"
"..."
All kinds of contempt and sarcasm were heard from the crowd immediately.
"I didn't steal, I didn't steal ..."
Xueer murmured as if she lost her soul, and her tears burst into tears.
"The truth is in front of you, don't you have anything to say?"
"Now give you two ways to go. First, the newspaper officer will arrest you and punish him for theft!"
"This second ..."
"Well! I'm not a person who doesn't talk about (love), and I can't bear to see you at a young age.
"Sisters, go to my house and be a medicine boy. I believe that after my education, you will change the former!"
The pharmacist sighed in a gesture of compassion.
Your sister, the fox's tail (shown) came out, it was originally planned!
I thought I wanted to make porcelain and get two gold coins!
You old puppet, have a lot of thoughts!
"Did you say that this is the magic god?"
"Why don't I look like it!"
Zhang Xing pointed at the transparent small porcelain bottle.
"Huh! What do your kids know? Don't talk nonsense!"
The pharmacist shook his sleeves and put his hands behind his back.
"Do not believe you open the bottle and see!"
"This is definitely not a return to God!"
Zhang Xing pretended to be curious.
"Okay, now that you want to get ahead of them, I'll let you die!"
The pharmacist strode over to meteor, picked up the medicine bottle, and poured the three pills in the palm of his hand.
He looked like a cow ((bi) bi) lightning, looked up, and didn't look at the three pills, so he spread his palms and showed it to the people around him.
There are many magicians in the crowd. Although they are not high-level, they have also seen or eaten back to God.
They can sell about 8,000 gold coins for their own high-level spirit recovery potions, but a pharmacist can sell them for 40,000 gold coins. The gap is so large that the magician without a mine at home cannot afford to consume of.
But the three pills in front of me don't look like magic pills!