Yun Wuyi prepared a carriage to send Han Feixie and Zhan Zhan to the venue of the Medicine King Competition.

Zhan Zhan leaned against the carriage and looked at Han Feixie wearing a mask without any trace. He felt that he had bought the right one for this mask. His sick look was in line with Han Feixie's current physiological condition.

Han Feixie, who closed his eyes and rested, opened his eyes and looked at him.

The two looked at it for a while.

Zhan Zhan was the first to break the silence and coughed dryly, "I just borrowed your face to daze."

Han Feixie said: "When will I return?"

"Uh, if you are in a hurry to use it, just take it back."

Han Feixie stretched out his hand, held his chin with his fingertips, slowly, slowly, twisted his head back to the front, and then continued to close his eyes and rest.

Zhan Zhan: "..."

The Pharmacy King Competition is divided into internal and external fields. The outer field is the largest Yinyue Square in Tiandu, which is dedicated to auditions. Almost three-quarters of the people have to dismount here. Those who pass the auditions enter the inner field - Jinyang Palace connected to Yinyue Square.

Although Zhan Zhan set out early in the morning, the square was already crowded when he arrived, and many people were squatting in the square a few days ago.

Zhan Zhan and Han Feixie got out of the car. They didn't know where to go in when they saw Luo Ying's petite figure flexibly emerge from the crowd and ran over, "Young Master, come with me." Here, he is a local snake. Zhan Zhan and Han Feixie followed him and rushed to the audition examiner.

When the examiner saw Luo Ying, he flipped his palm and gave him two test results. Zhan Zhan and Han Feixie did not even show their faces, and Luo Ying was pulled into Jinyang Palace.

Not long after the audition began, there were only a handful of people entering Jinyang Palace. Inexperienced candidates were like headless flies, and no one paid attention to it.

Luo Ying was familiar with helping them get two forms and pens.

Zhan Zhan saw that he wanted to write, so he put the form and pen on Luo Ying, "You can write it for me."

Luo Ying was stunned for a moment, lowered her head and smiled slightly, and took it obediently.

Han Feixie, who was filling out the form, saw this and his eyes turned around curiously.

After filling out the form, Luo Ying consciously ran to submit the form.

Looking at his cheerful back, Zhan Zhan suddenly understood why the old Zhan Zhan was willing to date this person. Luo Ying could watch people, was diligent in doing things and knew how to figure out people's psychology. It would be very comfortable to date ordinary friends. As for whether they can see true feelings in danger, it would be another matter - it would be too tiring to make friends and be prepared for danger in times of peace.

At least compare...

He glanced at Han Feixie and felt that he was increasingly able to understand the thoughts of the old Zhan Zhan Zhan.

Of course, Han Feixie noticed his gaze and smiled sinisterly: "What did you mean by that glance just now?"

Zhan Zhan said: "Are you tired?"

Han Feixie said: "It's really tiring to keep suppressing the pussy that is beating people. Why don't I relax?"

"... I've been persisting for many years, and it's not a short time. Let's bear it anymore." Zhan Zhan quietly moved his body to the side.

Luo Ying ran back and led them to the lounge to rest, "I'll pick you up when it's time."

Zhan Zhan hurriedly thanked him.

There were a few benches in the lounge. Zhan Zhan and Han Feixie occupied two of them in the corner and closed their eyes to rest. Not long after, candidates came in one after another. Of course, candidates who could sit here would be taken to the King of Medicine and could not help but greet them.

Zhan Zhan listened to them introducing himself, but he didn't hear a familiar name, so he was too lazy to run to chat with him.

It was almost noon that Luo Ying and other examiners came over. Zhan Zhan knew that he probably couldn't take the exam in the morning. He was thinking about how to notify No. 1 to deliver the meal when he saw an acquaintance coming in from outside.

"This guy has also passed the audition and confessed, don't know any title?" A candidate was flattered by someone, and he ran to chat with him happily.

The person who came was too lazy to sweep his eyes, so he walked directly over to Zhan Zhan, "Have you passed too?"

Zhan Zhan said: "I came in to deliver food."

“Where is the meal?”

“Packed in a bucket.”

"Where is the barrel?" He looked around.

“In front of me.”

“…”

Zhan Zhan looked back innocently.

The ignored candidate immediately burst into laughter like revenge.

"Bang!"

The laughter was beaten apart by applause.

The beaten candidate stood up staggeringly and shouted in shock and anger: "Why are you hitting me?"

"My name is Wei Long. If you want to take revenge, just come to Wei's house to find me." Wei Long snorted disdainfully.

Although the candidates come to all over the country, the Wei family still knows that the five families in Tiandu are definitely not something they can afford to offend.

The candidate softened in shame and horror, and squeezed among the other candidates.

Other candidates dodged away.

After Wei Long finished killing the chicken to warn the monkey, he swept his eyes around and saw that everyone did not dare to look at each other, so he turned around and sneered at Zhan Zhan.

Zhan Zhan laughed dryly, "Wei San is Wei San, so smart."

Wei Long had seen his sharp teeth and refused to respond, but he did not expect that Zhan Zhan would bring a supporting role this time.

Han Feixie asked, "Why is he too smart?"

Zhan Zhan said: "He slapped someone else and was afraid of being beaten back, so he told the other party not to move now and to take revenge after he returned home. At that time, the whole Wei family mobilized them all. Even if others had three heads and six arms, they would be unable to match their hands with seventy or eighty hands."

Han Feixie curled the corner of his mouth, and looked at Zhan Zhan with such appreciation.

Wei Long's face turned blue and white when he was sarcastic. He stared at Han Feixie fiercely and said, "What are you!"

Han Feixie's smile remained unchanged, but his intention to kill was already on the rise.

Zhan Zhan knew that no one who offended the protagonist would end up being good. While gloating, he blurted out: "My elder brother."

Han Feixie was a little surprised that he said so easily. Yun Wuyi made up his identity for him as a distant relative of the Zhan family.

Wei Long suddenly laughed, "Even if you miss Zhan Lei, you don't have to pull a country boy who doesn't know where to make up the numbers."

Zhan Zhan was a little angry. Although he had never seen the living Zhan Lei, he had a very good impression of him because of Yun Wuyi and Ning Chunyi. Wei Long's deceased stimulated him, which was too despicable. If the Wei family was killed, he would definitely not say that the Wei family was not!

Just as both sides glared and the battle was about to begin, the apprentice of the Medicine King came in and invited them to the cafeteria for dinner.

The war is about to stop.

Just a moment of rest, just looking at Zhan Zhan and Wei Long looking at each other while eating, they knew that they were planning to replenish nutrition and then continue to work hard.

Wei Long participated in the Medicine King Competition and knew that Zhan Zhan was going to participate by Ning Chunyi's sending herbs to Zhan Zhan, which made him trip. He regretted that he was too reserved just now and didn't attack Zhan Zhan. If he really started, he might anger the old guys and kicked the two out, completely shattering Zhan Zhan's wishful thinking.

But what was soon crushed was his wishful thinking.

Zhan Zhan, Han Feixie and Wei Long were sent to three different lounges after dinner.

Zhan Zhan’s biggest one is able to accommodate sixty or seventy people. Judging from the clothes of those people, they should be the worst-hit group among all the selected people. With Zhan Zhan’s family background, no matter how many of them he should be assigned, it was obvious that someone would interfere. He didn’t care, and he still chose the most corner seat.

Seeing that he was dressed well, others came up to chat with him.

Zhan Zhan responded with a smile, asked for his name, and said he didn't have the name, Zhan, and asked about his birthplace, and said that his mother had not walked away when she was pregnant, but was on the bed at home.

The others asked for a long time but couldn't find out why, so they didn't ask.

Zhan Zhan looked at the sky outside the window and yawned boredly.

When I read the article, the Medicine King Competition only has a few pages. It’s over after turning it over, but if you have to pass it minute by minute, it’s really a torment.

The door to the lounge was suddenly pushed open.

An examiner walked in with a group of people wearing black and red cloaks.

The examiner said calmly: "It's just that, you can do it yourself."

The man in the black and red cloak said dissatisfied: "How could there be only so many people in the Medicine King Competition?"

The examiner said: "Of course there are no only so many people. There are many rejections outside. You can go and find them yourself."

The man in the black and red cloak looked cold, but fortunately he was pulled by the person next to him.

The man who held him whispered a few words before he said to the examiner: "Okay, let them come one by one."

After the black and red cloaked people turned around and left, the examiner sneered and said to the candidates indoors: "You bring up the exam certificate, I will report the number later, and one will come out."

Some candidates asked in confusion: "Is it the exam in the Medicine King Competition? We are here to take the Medicine King apprenticeship."

The examiner said impatiently: "Nonsense! Otherwise, what are you asking you to do?" Before leaving, he glanced at Zhan Zhan, slightly stunned, and looked like he wanted to speak but stopped. Then he figured out something, shook his head and walked out.

He was hesitant, and Zhan Zhan was surprised and suspicious on the other end.

He was very sure and firmly saying that those people with black and red cloaks had never appeared in the "Perfect Sword Evil" Medicine King Competition!

Is this plot originally there, but Han Feixie didn't meet it, or is it the plot being affected by the butterfly again?

Zhan Zhan was very depressed.

The number is reported very quickly, one after another.

When the candidates saw the candidates who went out came back soon, they all came up to ask what was going on. The candidates who came back were also confused and said that they had entered a room, picked up a bouquet of flowers, and then came out.

...

The candidates looked at each other.

It was Zhan Zhan's turn soon. Seeing that everyone in front was fine, Zhan Zhan felt relieved and boldly introduced into the next room according to the instructions of the examiner of the Medicine King Competition.

The black and red cloaks sat in a row.

He counted and there were five people in total.

The middle-aged man is in his sixties and seventies, and he is very kind and speaks kindly. "Come on, kid, pick up the pot of flowers in the middle."

Zhan Zhan looked down at the pot that was placed alone in the middle of the room. For some reason, he felt it a little pitiful and bent down to hold it up.

"Okay, you..." Old Man Heshan was about to nod and let him go out when he saw the pot of flowers blooming slowly.

The two people on his right hand jumped up excitedly.
Chapter completed!