C843 Who Isn't an Alchemist yet

"Wuxin, Wuxin …" When the old man heard this, he could not help but glance at Mu Wuxin.

She was dressed in black, and her face was impeccable. However, her little face was a little cold. She was truly worthy of being called Wuxin.

"Your name is quite compatible with yours!" The old man couldn't help but smile and said, "Little girl, since you and I are on the same side