The Necromancer of the Dark World/C357 Great Pharmacist 1 Two(1)
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C357 Great Pharmacist 1 Two(1)

I held my horse and walked east along the river without saying a word, and although it was dark, I'd rather find a place to rest than to get entangled with this unruly woman.

"Hehe, do you know what the 'Flower of Pain' in your flower basket is used for?" The woman said.

Eh? 'Could it be that you know?' I'm slightly moved. This woman actually knows about the 'Flower of Pain'. Perhaps she knows the use of the 'Flower of Pain'. Cecilia only told me that this flower is the catalyst for forging the divine artifact, but it can neutralize the intense nature of the phoenix blood. It seems that the purpose is not as simple as the catalyst for forging.

Seeing that I stopped in my tracks, that woman proudly followed me. "I'm curious, why do you have so many legendary 'Flowers of Pain'? It's impossible for the trees of pain to grow in the Lut Gholein. After the flowers left the branches, they will wither within a few days, but your flowers are still fresh. This doesn't seem to be normal. "

Let me think about it. These flowers were originally withered, but for some reason, they suddenly returned to their original color. It was so fresh that it was as though they had just been plucked from a tree.

" The only thing that can nourish the 'Flowers of Pain' is the deepest pain in the bottom of my heart. I just can't figure it out. What kind of intense pain does an ugly monster like you have that can keep the Flower of Pain fresh? Were you abandoned by your woman just now? Or was your father just dead?" That woman spoke without any restraint, making me very angry, "You're the one who died!"

" Why don't you try saying one more sentence? " That woman threatens, "My father is a member of the Elders Guild. You dare to curse him to death? I will immediately lock you up in jail the moment we return to Arreat. Do you believe me? "

"Hehe, what's so great about the Elders Guild?" Thinking back to how my father ruthlessly humiliated the high and mighty elders, I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in my chest.

"Oh, I know. You must have been abandoned by a woman. Look at your unlucky face. It would be strange if I didn't abandon you." That woman suddenly clapped her hands in schadenfreude.

I was annoyed. "May I know your name?"

"Anya." The woman smiled.

"Alright, Anya. The first person I will attack when I return to Arreat is your father." I threatened her fiercely.

"Tsk." The female Anya's face was full of disdain. "Don't think that you can beat my father just because you can deal with the cannon of Lut Gholein. My father is one of the candidates for the patriarch. You will at most be left with an intact corpse if you meet him. Do you dare to bet with me? "

" Why not? " After being provoked by Anya, I became an impulsive young man.

"Okay, what are we betting on?" Anya's eyes lit up.

Huh? I woke up. Why did I bet with her again? "I won't bet with you."

"Coward." Anya frowned and said, "Do you know what I do?"

"Help someone wash their clothes and take care of the child." I think Anya is not a martial artist. In Arreat, women's status is not high. Even if it is the daughter of an elder, she will not have the honor of being a warrior.

"Pooh, do you know how many warriors in Arreat are willing to help me wash my feet for the rest of my life?" Anya stared at him as if she was very angry.

"You?" I tilted my eyes and thought to myself, even if you are not bad looking, you can't possibly let the proud warrior wash your feet for you, right?

"What? You don't believe me? Do you want to bet or not?" Anya raised her eyebrows, looking like she was provoking him.

"I don't want to bet." Of course, I won't fall for her trick.

"I don't have the courage!" Anya was angry at my lack of response, "I am an alchemist. Do you think the warriors will be willing to wash my feet?"

"Alchemist?" I frowned. I don't think there is such a profession in Arreat. "Is an alchemist really that great? It might not be that great, right? "

"Eh? Are you from Arreat?" Anya looks at me in surprise, "If you are from Arreat, you actually do not know the value of an alchemist? But you clearly have an accent from the Arreat. Did you see a ghost? "

Could it be that in these few hundred years in the Arreat, there has been an alchemist profession? And it was very valuable? I curled my lips, "You only have value when others have headaches and fever, right?"

Anya stared at me like she was looking at a monster. "You dare to look down on me?"

"Then show me your skills." I felt more and more annoyed at this woman who was pestering me.

Anya suddenly waved her hand and a strange fragrance immediately attacked my nostrils.

"Using poison? I have eaten Flame Dragon's Heart before." I sneered.

"Aiyo, what did you say? You've eaten Flame Dragon's Heart before?" Anya's eyes were filled with surprise, "Did you have a fortuitous encounter? But even if you have eaten Flame Dragon's Heart, so what? I promise you that after counting to three, you will become a drowning dog. Do you dare to bet?"

I thought to myself, 'Flame Dragon's Heart' is immune to all poisons. Furthermore, my Flying Dragon Leather Boots have an immunity of 80% to poison. Why wouldn't I dare to bet? "What do you want to bet?"

"I want to bet on that basket of yours, the Flower of Pain, one, two."

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