Chapter Eighty Four

That night, in a hall of the imperial palace, the third prince Xue Yulong stared at a piece of information on the desktop, squinted his eyes, and said, "Xiao Fan? The king of the Great Yan Dynasty side by side? A student of Shenfeng Academy?"

"His Royal Highness the Third Prince, Master Yanxuan begs to see you." Suddenly, a sharp voice came from the door.

"Oh, please come in quickly." Xue Yulong heard this, with a slightly excited expression on his face, and then quickly walked towards the entrance of the hall.

The door of the main hall opened, and a 17-year-old boy walked in, and the **** behind respectfully retreated.

If Xiao Fan saw it, he would definitely recognize this young man, Yan Xuan, who had participated in the appraisal of the alchemist today, who was very ordinary.

"Brother Yan, it's so late, is there anything else?" Xue Yulong hurriedly greeted him. If he let outsiders see him, he would be surprised.

The arrogance of the three princes is well known to everyone. No one has ever made him look straight at him. At this moment, he is so passionate about a teenager, even if other princes and princesses don't have this treatment.

"I have seen the three princes." Yan Xuan bowed slightly.

"How many times have I said, Brother Yan doesn't need to be polite." Xue Yulong pretended to be upset.

Yan Xuan smiled slightly and said, "I came tonight to share an interesting story with the third prince."

"Oh? Come, Brother Yan, sit here." Xue Yulong took Yan Xuan's hand and walked to the center of the hall. At this time, some of the servants had already prepared food and drinks.

Yanxuan saw a group of people leave, and said: "Today I went to the Alchemist Association to participate in the Alchemist Assessment..."

Yan Xuan said what happened today, Xue Yulong listened very engrossed, not to compliment Yan Xuan, but he was really interested.

"I think Brother Yan, two of the three sentences are inseparable from that person. I don't know what the person's name is?" When Yanxuan finished speaking, Xue Yulong asked curiously, with love for talent already in his heart.

"Xiao Fan." Yan Xuan said.

"Xiao Fan?" Xue Yulong showed a look of surprise, and instantly thought of the information he had just seen, and asked in a condensed voice, "Is that Xiao Fan a member of the Great Yan Dynasty?"

"Do you know the third prince?" Yan Xuan was slightly surprised.

"I don't know, but I just saw a piece of information, and there was a little friction with my people." Xue Yulong didn't hide it, and read the information to Yan Xuan.

Yan Xuan was also shocked in his heart, put down the information, and solemnly said: "Three princes, I don't know if you have ideas in your heart. Today I have also seen this person's methods, which can only be friends, not enemies. If you become an enemy, Must be eradicated immediately!"

Xue Yulong squinted his eyes and tapped his fingers on the table. He was obviously measuring gains and losses. He said after a long time: "After half a month, the colleges will compete for the King’s Academy. Seven days later, I am going to hold a genius tea party. Invite him to come. Send someone to check his tone."

"This is good, but I am afraid that many things will happen in seven days." Yan Xuan said.

"I think he will make a good decision for the Great Yan Dynasty." Xue Yulong is very confident. If it weren't for Yan Xuan's recommendation, he would only regard Xiao Fan as a genius.

It is impossible for him to treat Xiao Fan like Yan Xuan.

At the same time, in Prince Ren's Mansion, Xue Longjue sat down in the room, today, seeing Xiao Fan and Fatty again made her look complicated.

When Xiao Fan was in distress, she didn't come forward, and she felt very guilty in her heart. After all, Xiao Fan and Fatty saved her life last time.

"Who bullied my precious princess?" At this moment, a hearty voice sounded,

With a creak, the door opened, and a middle-aged man in a black Confucian robe walked in. The middle-aged man had a full face, and his atrium spit out. His eyes were as deep as the sea, and his body was invisibly exuding the majesty of the king. The man was naturally Xuelong Jue. His father, Prince Ren Xue Nantian.

"It's nothing." Xue Long Jue pouted her little mouth and said without looking back.

"Talk to the father, maybe you don't have to be so unhappy." Prince Ren Xue Nantian comforted. In front of Xue Longjue, there is no prince's momentum and majesty, only the love of a father.

Xue Long Jue hesitated for a moment, and she said again about the appraisal of the alchemist, lowered her head and said: "Father, did I really do something wrong?"

"Perhaps, they are your lifesavers after all. You should say something for them, but even if you speak, the people in the Alchemist Guild will not necessarily give you face. If they encounter any problems next time, You can thank them again." Xue Nantian shook his head.

"Okay." Xue Longjue nodded, and then said after a while pondering: "Father, do you think it is okay to introduce Xiao Fan and that fat man to the Eight Emperor Brothers?"

Xue Nantian frowned, and said for a long time: "The Xiao Fan and the fat man in your mouth should also be arrogant generations, specially arranged, but there will be problems. This matter needs an opportunity."

"I see. Tomorrow I will find Brother Eight Emperors." Xue Long Jue nodded.

When Xiao Fan returned to the inn, Xiao Fan took out all the medicinal materials and said, "Second, you take good care of Nian Nian, Xiao Jin protects the law for me."

"Brother don't worry, Nian Nian is very good." Nian Nian said very well.

Xiao Fan fondly touched Niannian's little head, then took out a black iron pot and set it on the stove.

The fat man who was about to leave, saw the black iron pot, his eyes widened, and he was surprised: "The third child, don't you usually use this iron pot to make medicine?"

"Is there a problem?" Xiao Fan shrugged. Without the medicine cauldron, he has always used a black iron cauldron to make medicine. Today's appraisal of the medicine alchemist is still the first time he uses the medicine cauldron.

"Of course it's okay." The fat man slapped and laughed: "I'm thinking, if you let those people know, you can make the fifth grade medicinal solution with a black iron pot. What kind of expression is it? A piece of tofu smashed to death."

"That's probably a lot of people will die." Xiao Fan grinned.

"The youngest, you work so hard, I have to work hard, and I will complete the assessment of the fourth-grade foundry in a few days." The fat man said very seriously.

"Okay, let's talk about it when you become a fourth-grade foundry. Now go out and go out." Xiao Fan started to drive people, but he was thinking about this issue in his heart, and said with a wry smile: "Maybe I am the first to use black iron. The pharmacist who concocts medicine in the pot."

Converging his mind, giving Xiao Jin a look, Xiao Fan began to get busy, took out a medicinal material, threw it into the black iron pot, and added some water.

A group of golden flames suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand, which was the endless battle spirit.

If people see it, they will definitely be astonished. No wonder Xiao Fan is a fifth-grade apothecary at such a young age. It turns out that he still possesses a special flame war soul.

"Without the medicine cauldron, although the difficulty is a little bit higher, the chance of success will be a bit lower, but there are ten medicinal materials here, and you can always succeed one or two times." Xiao Fan thought to himself, the rolling soul power suddenly moved towards Below the black iron pan filled.