Mu Yunjiao said with confidence: "Yun Yu, why do you give the antidote to Mu Qianling, but don't give it to everyone?"

Yun Qingyu looked up at the others, his voice lightly, "Oh? Do you think so?"

It was obviously the most plain tone, but it made everyone present feel an indescribable oppression.

"No! I haven't said this."

"Yes, Junior Sister Yun gave them the antidote because she was their boss."

Someone murmured in a low voice: "Mu Yunjiao is really thick-skinned. She used to target Yun Qingyu everywhere, but now she is confident in asking someone for an antidote."

This time, Yun Qingxia saved them, and most of the disciples of Cangyun Sect were very grateful to Yun Qingxia. But he was not so pleasing to Mu Yunjiao.

Lord Mu obviously heard everyone's comments, his face turned blue and said seriously: "Yunjiao! Don't be rude! Apologize to Your Excellency Yun quickly!"

This little daughter is not as smart as the eldest. Yun Huang is obviously not simple, so how could he offend her like this?

After hearing this, Mu Yunjiao became more and more dissatisfied. She glared at Yun Qingxiao. If it weren't for this bitch, how could her father be so fierce to her?

Ye Lianqing held Mu Yunjiao's hand and whispered: "Yunjiao, take it first."

"I don't!" Mu Yunjiao felt aggrieved in her heart, and she suddenly shook Ye Lianqing's hand.

Lord Mu was embarrassed. He originally wanted to ask for an antidote for Mu Yunjiao, but now he is embarrassed even if he is thick-skinned.

He could only walk to Mu Yunjiao and whispered: "Yunjiao, why don't you apologize? How could you ask Yunyang for an antidote?"

Mu Yunjiao sneered: "Don't we have a sixth-grade alchemist in Mu's mansion? Can't the sixth-grade alchemist still refine the antidote of dead silent?"

Yun Qing raised her eyebrows, smiling.

At this time, Pharmacist Yan and Pharmacist Wu coughed awkwardly.

Yan Yaoshi said awkwardly: "Actually... no one has ever refined the antidote to death."

Wu Yaoshi said: "After all, Death Silence is a poison that seals the throat with blood. There is an antidote like nothing else. No one diluted it to use it, so no one has ever configured Death Silence's antidote."

Mu Yunjiao widened her eyes, feeling her face burning and painful.

Everyone: "..."

This is embarrassing.

"So, where did this antidote come from?" Everyone looked at Yun Qingyun.

Yun Qingqing said lightly: "I refined it."

Of course, everyone present, including two sixth-grade alchemists, did not believe this.

After all, the sixth grade poison here needs the sixth grade antidote.

"Didn't Yun Huang take out the seventh-grade Mantra Pill before?"

"Yes, Yun Xun is an alchemist. There is no problem with her refining it."

"...Do you think she is a seventh-grade alchemist? Is it possible?"

“…”

"It should be made by her master."

In the end, everyone always believed that it was the antidote for the dead silent refining by Yun Qingyu's master. As for why it was to be refined, who knows.

Yun Qingyu's mouth twitched, and he was too lazy to refute that everyone thought that his master was a seventh-grade alchemist.

Could it be that she would say that her master was disdainful of refining seventh-grade elixirs?

Could it be that her master is the most powerful alchemist in Quanyinluo Continent?

Do you want to say that her master is the lord of the Penglai Palace?

Then wouldn’t it be self-destructing?

How can you continue to live in Cangyun Sect?
Chapter completed!