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His Destined Path Chapter 3843

“Sure enough …… didn’t let me down, sure enough f*cking strong and invincible.”

Han Qianqian was stunned, his whole body was even suffocating.

Invincible ah.

Under this tripod was completely scorched and black, a black thing of its own, simply …… simply wretched to the top of the top ah.

“This is really f*cking embarra*sing for whoever refines this thing. ‘

Han Qianqian was somewhat speechless.

The first thing you need to do is to get a good idea of what you’re getting into.

Han Qianqian’s, on the other hand, was a large, black pile that formed itself into a heap, not to mention a circle, and you couldn’t even find a circle-like curvature on the heap.

As for the golden light, it had been completely replaced by pitch-black, and the aroma could not be found at all, only a pungent and incomparable stench remained.

“Oops!”

It’s right not to hope, at least there’s not as much despair ……

Shaking his head speechlessly, Han Qianqian wasn’t even in the mood to pick it up with his hands, he was too disgusted with himself.

The jade sword in his hand moved and forked the pile directly, Han Qianqian suddenly felt like he was playing with cow dung when he was a child, only, this pile was far bigger than cow dung.

“Want to try it?” Han Qianqian looked at the thing on top of his sword and was in a dilemma for a moment.

If you want to eat it, it’s too unappetizing, but if you don’t want to eat it, it seems that it’s inappropriate for you not to try something that you have refined yourself.

In the end, it was all made with a bunch of top quality medicinal materials and cost so much of one’s real energy, so it seemed too wasteful to just leave it without eating it.

“Gra*s, I have to taste the pills I made, even if I cry.” As soon as he closed his eyes, Han Qianqian directly put his hand on the top and put it into his mouth.

Han Qianqian vomited out with a loud noise.

It wasn’t that Han Qianqian couldn’t bear it, it was his body’s subconscious resistance and reflection.

“What the f*ck is this? It’s too bad, isn’t it?”

Han Qianqian looked at the remnants he had vomited out on the ground and was speechless to the core.

Even if it was dirt, with Han Qianqian’s endurance it wasn’t really hard to swallow, but this thing was even harder to eat than dirt.

Even within it, there was a very strange and odd smell.

“I was saying that I would make do, but now it seems that there is really no hope at all given, just the taste of this thing, pigs won’t even eat it.” Shaking his head helplessly, Han Qianqian’s hand moved, and with a flip of his sword, the wabi-sabi black whirling thing was thrown straight out by Han Qianqian.

With a muffled thud, it obediently went to the corner where it belonged.

Along with this violent fall, the basic shape of the lump was also dropped with missing edges and corners.

But just as Han Qianqian was about to wash the tripod and start all over again, the light from the corner of his eye unintentionally caught a glimpse of what seemed to be a glint in the wabi-sabi.

Realising that something was wrong, Han Qianqian frowned and stared back.

Sure enough, under the powerful slam, the pile of stuff had cracked open all around, and in the centre of the crack, something was shining.

“What is it?” Han Qianqian accelerated to the corner, crouched down and cleaned up the surrounding things, and then a thing about the size of an egg, seemingly round, not round, not oval, appeared in front of Han Qianqian’s eyes.

Although it was a bit of a headache to use a large pile of stuff to make a finished product the size of an egg, which no one who was not a loser could do, it was better than nothing anyway.

Besides, at least one could take this and brag that it was the essence of one’s own refinement, to solidify one’s face after what was left of the rollover.

Anyway, they didn’t know how to make pills.

Thinking of this, the slightest smile finally appeared on Han Qianqian’s face.

“Bang, bang, bang!”

Suddenly, the door to the bamboo hut was gently snapped shut.

Han Qianqian got up and gave a slight cough, “Who is it.”

“Lord, we’re here to repair your bamboo hut and want to ask when you’ll be able to come out!”

“Repair ……” sh*t, the face he had just regained instantly felt trampled on: “What house to repair, my house is fine, I’m refining pills.”

As the words fell, Han Qianqian clearly heard a burst of snickers from outside.

Despite their suppressed laughter, Han Qianqian blushed and glanced at the golden pellet in his hand, “Face, it’s up to you.”

With those words, he got up and slowly walked towards the door ……