Chapter 617: That's just poor
Chapter 617 That's a poor guy
"Waste, waste... you child, why are you still swearing?"
"Yes, yes, who are you calling useless? When we learned alchemy, you were still in your mother's stomach."
The disciples of the Miracle Doctor Sect felt chills running down their backs after being stared at by a little doll.
Because they know that there is someone behind this little doll.
Baozi also knew that the purpose of these people was to drive him away, fearing that he would pose a threat to them by participating in the refining conference.
But he decided to stay, and let them all lose ugly.
Who told them to speak ill of their mother!
Mo Baozi’s eyes were fixed, and the corners of his lips were lightly twitched: “You bet with me to identify medicinal materials, and you lost a lot of crystals, have you forgotten all of them? Trash’s memory is really bad!”
Among the disciples of the genius doctors, two were disciples of the third elder, and they were the same ones who had played games with Baozi before.
"Bet? Identify the medicinal materials and lose the spar? What does this little doll mean?"
Except for the genius doctor, everyone else is at a loss.
"Little baby, do you know this group of people from the genius doctor school?"
Mo Baozi snorted coldly, with a cool expression on his small face and a trace of disdain, he turned his head and said, "I don't know each other, how could I know trash?"
The group of disciples of the Miracle Physician Sect had a somewhat ugly face when he called them out one by one.
"You... don't just rely on your father being Dongzhou Emperor Mo Beiyuan, just be so arrogant! This is the Alchemy Conference, not the Dongzhou Imperial City!"
The disciples of the genius doctor school held back for a long time, but they didn't dare to do it blatantly, because they were afraid of the little baby in front of them from the bottom of their hearts. Apart from the talent of the little baby, they were also afraid of the little baby's father.
The disciple of the genius doctor school exposed Baozi's identity as soon as he opened his mouth.
The scene exploded in an instant.
"Who is the father of this little baby!"
"How did I hear that the well-behaved person came to the alchemy meeting? So that's how it is..."
When Xuanling was pushed in, he saw a noisy scene. He glanced over and paused for a moment on the eye-catching little doll.
Then he said slowly: "Everyone, be safe and don't be impatient. Since you are willing to participate in the refining conference, you must believe in our Xuanyin Villa. Since you believe in our Xuanyin Villa, you should know that I, Xuanling, don't know how to refine medicine. It's just a joke about the conference."
"We naturally believe in your character, Master Xuan, but this little doll is too young..."
Knowing the identity of this little doll, no one dared to say anything harsh.
This little baby's biological father is Mo Beiyuan!
As far as that person's identity and temper are concerned, it's better for them not to provoke him.
Xuanling looked at the little baby standing among the group of people again. The information he got was that the child in front of him was extremely talented in both medicine and alchemy.
He really wanted to see how talented this little doll was.
Xuanling smiled and looked at everyone: "Then what do you mean?"
"What we mean is that this ghost doctor will send a little doll here. Even if we win in the end, people will say that we are bullying children. Why don't we let this little doll participate!"
"That's right, if there is really no one in this ghost doctor's school, then don't participate."
…
Xuanling still had a smile on his face, and glanced at the little doll standing quietly without any panic.
As expected of Mo Beiyuan's blood, even at this time, he still didn't panic.
(end of this chapter)