chapter 11 Girly heart

Sophie cheeks gradually turned red. For such a shocking thing, Harta actually only told her quietly. You must know that alchemists are extremely noble in the entire Xuantian Continent and will be treated as honored guests wherever they go.

Although Harta had no food and salt, listening to Harta words at this moment, an inexplicable emotion arose in her heart.

And she was full of curiosity about Harta. In the past, everyone said that Harta was a waste, but now it seems that Harta is nothing but a waste. He is simply a genius. He seems to have countless secrets hidden in him. His whole person looks like a waste. Like being shrouded in fog.

She really couldn't figure out how Harta learned the alchemy technique that even the fourth elders didn't know, even though they lived in the Lingxu Sect.

"You, please show me the elixir first. If it's true, I... can help you!" As her mood fluctuated, she stuttered when she spoke, and even her voice was not as sharp as usual. .

Although Harta felt something was wrong, he didn't pay much attention at this time. After hearing what Sophie said, he handed over the Beauty Pill and whispered, "How effective it is, you will know after taking it. I guarantee you will get better." You are becoming more and more beautiful!"

Sophie cheeks became redder and redder. Harta had said before that he was not interested in her. She had always been extremely dissatisfied with Mo Yang because no one had ever been like this. Now when she heard Harta praise her for her delicacy and beauty, she felt like she had been satisfied. Likewise, my mood became more and more confused.

Harta frowned, always feeling that something was wrong with Sophie, but he was thinking about the medicinal materials and warned again, "Then I will wait for your good news at Mu Feng!"

Sophie took the Zhuyan Pill and put it away without looking at it. She was a little afraid to look at Harta, and nodded subconsciously with a red face.

When Harta saw Sophie nodding, he finally felt relieved, and then without saying anything, he turned around and walked towards the main peak.

Although the main peak disciples who had retreated far away did not dare to approach, looking from a distance, Harta and Sophie seemed to be whispering. The key was that Sophie was actually shy, and in the end she didn't know what she had agreed to, but she was full of joy. He nodded shyly.

Many disciples felt like they were in a dream and could hardly believe their eyes. They had never seen Sophie look like this before.

It wasn't until Harta's figure disappeared from sight that Qi Heng stepped forward with a gloomy face.

At this time, the blush on Sophie face had not completely dissipated. Roald stared down the mountain and snorted coldly, "Junior Sophie, no matter what Harta says, you must not believe it. He has no respect for his superiors and behaves in a rude manner." , his words are frivolous, don’t get too close to him!"

Sophie hurriedly put away her thoughts, pretending to be calm and nodded, "Senior Roald, I know!"

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After Harta returned to Mufeng, he directly entered the stone tower to meditate and adjust his breath, and then began to try to refine other ordinary elixirs.

"Now I have just started to refine alchemy. I must quickly refine ordinary elixirs to get familiar with them. Otherwise, even if I find those extraordinary elixirs, it will only be a waste of medicinal materials."

He was refining elixirs in the stone tower, unaware of the passage of time. By the time he left the stone tower, it was already dark outside.

He opened the door and walked into the small courtyard. The moon was sparse and the silvery moonlight shrouded the earth. Only then did he realize that there was a person sitting on the stone bench. The silver thread inlaid on the white skirt shone in the moonlight. The hosta inserted diagonally between the black hair is also reflected with wisps of luster.

Harta frowned and looked, and found that it was Sophie.

He instinctively looked back at the door and found that the door was intact and there were no signs of damage in the courtyard. Harta was still a little suspicious. According to Sophie's character, even if the courtyard was not demolished, it shouldn't be kicked to pieces. Is it better to open the door or vent in the courtyard?

Harta pondered for a moment, then walked over and found that Sophie had fallen asleep leaning on the stone bench. In the quiet courtyard, her even breathing could be clearly heard.

Under the moonlight, the peaceful sleeping face didn't look as annoying as usual.