LRAB Chapter 6 Abolish the Prophet
Chapter 6 Abolish the Prophet
On the field, Tianshuibi repelled the opponent's leader, and all the members were separated during the battle.
Ans was in front, Angelia had gone somewhere, and Zuo Lanyi and the lame were sitting on the rock.
Zuo Lanyi just finished mixing the incense, feeling much better, and is sorting out the test tubes and materials.
The Prophet of Starlight, however, leaned back and outflanked it, and touched it.
I don't know if big people always have some airs.
He didn't attack directly.
The Prophet himself knew that he was a twelfth-level perfumer, and he was bullying children when he came on stage.
If he really fights with Achilles who doesn't have a qualification certificate, he will lose face in the association in the future, which is simply outrageous.
So I held the perfume bottle and didn't move.
Instead, he saw Zuo Lanyi packing up his things, and it looked like he had just finished mixing incense.
Zuo Lanyi had already discovered him.
The set was ready-made, and he deliberately slowed down his movements, waiting for the prophet to jump.
Prophet, prophet.
Playing the position of Prophet relies on a superb sense of smell, being able to smell what perfume the enemy team's perfumer is mixing, and what materials are used in the perfume.
From this, it can be deduced what the enemy team's perfumer will do, and what the enemy team's pilot, cultivation, and helm will do.
Purely relying on olfactory talent to reduce dimensionality and crush, this is called a "prophet".
The Prophet of the Starlight Team, Zuo Lanyi was packing up his things in front of him, but he didn't look at it, he just felt that Zuo Lan's scenting made him upset.
"What are you doing again?" The Prophet was a little annoyed, "Still making incense? If you want to win the competition by copying my incense, you might as well just dream."
Zuo Lanyi didn't speak, but glanced at him.
Xindao, whenever you inhale the air and pass it through your mind, you will not have this reaction.
The Prophet looked at Zuo Lanyi, and suddenly narrowed his eyes.
It's like a meteor hit the head, suddenly realized, and smiled kindly: "Ah, I said, why are you staring at me? Also, you worship me so much, it's normal to be able to reproduce my masterpiece. If you are obedient, I am not wrong It can do you some good."
The cripple looked at the Prophet with the expression of a dead man.
"Huh?" Zuo Lanyi snorted with a half-smile.
You're a prophet, you're a hang, don't stare at who you stare at?
To stare at you is to worship you?
The prophet took it seriously, and put on airs.
"Perfumer, it's difficult to find a guide, I know. As for you, it's reasonable to try so hard to attract my attention."
The lame ghost yelled: "... Ha!"
"Let's do this." The Prophet said with a dismissive attitude, "You have good talent and good skills. You can follow me for ten or eight years for nothing. I will think about it then and see if I can accept you as a student."
"I will be your teacher." Know first.
Zuo Lan's eyes filled with gloom: "You teach me? You teach me how to make fragrance?"
"That said, it seems that anyone can be my teacher."
He looked at the cripple: "Have I stopped picking at this point?"
The cripple saw his anger and made no sound.
"Teacher...Teacher..." Zuo Lan murmured twice, then laughed abruptly, "This title is five years away from me."
The prophet frowned: "What do you mean?"
Zuo Lanyi pressed his eyes on him: "I mean... you deserve it too?!"
The Prophet was furious: "You!..."
Zuo Lanyi spoke casually.
"You are used to being superior, and you have been a master for a long time, so you can act wildly in front of me and act like this? Is it because no one knows your past?"
The Prophet was taken aback.
Not only the prophet was taken aback, but the commentator and the audience were all taken aback.
What does this mean?
The audience of Xingwang is the most perceptive, as soon as they smell it, they know that it is something to eat.
【Why is Achilles so stubborn? He makes me want to hit him!What's the point of selling it? He has a black history, you said it!My snacks are all ready! 】
Zuo Lan cut the flesh with a blunt knife, slowly.
"What's your past? You changed your name and identity, but you always feel that no one can find out?"
Zuo Lan played with the small perfume bottle that he took out from his arms.
Facing the ashen face of the prophet: "You can make this kind of fragrance even with the cheapest and simple materials. It is indeed the talent to be a twelfth-level perfumer."
He unscrewed the cap of the small perfume bottle.
The lid is small, pinch it with your fingertips, unscrew it gently, and the smell will come out.
It is rich and fragrant, and the top note is so strong that it is a bit smoky.
The scent of lilies has been modulated so that it is not half innocent, mixed with the scent of grass pecks, lingering and ethereal, as if floating in front of the eyes and above the head.
This smell... The prophet was stunned, and then shook his head.
In the misty colors, the soft waist and skin, the unconcealable admiration under the trembling eyelashes.
The abundant night is poured to suppress the integrity, in a weak dependence, staring with both eyes, crossing the turbulent love river.
Only the top note is enough for the prophet to tremble with fear.
"I turned down the concentration too much, but you can still recognize it, right?"
Zuo Lan asked, "Does it smell good? Do you feel aphrodisiac?"
"How important and meaningful is the first fragrance that a perfumer debuts. But your debut is an aphrodisiac fragrance for the vulgar industry. You think that if you delete this scandal from the whole Internet, you can be in front of me. Arrogant?"
"..."
The Prophet froze.
Not only is it unbelievable, he can't even think at all.
His brain froze, his thinking stagnated, and he could only hear Zuo Lanyi talking.
"Let go of your superior attitude. Who do you think you are, you teach me? Return your 'kindness' to you."
The whole audience was stunned by this scene.
There are so many miscellaneous things on the field!
It's not once or twice that there are big troubles and dead people.
But after all, those are the finals and the season finale, which only appear in this kind of high-level competitions.
But how could such a wonderful situation appear in this kind of qualification certificate exam!
The twelfth-rank perfumer boss collapsed online? !
This ticket is really not in vain!
Zuo Lan saw the prophet's dull eyes, and kindly said, "How did you make your debut, you won't forget, right?"
"So many years of being pampered and pampered, it seems that you have forgotten the self in those embarrassing times. Forgot the self who needed to keep making aphrodisiac incense before changing a pack of nutrients from the local hooligans? "
"How do you please the ruffian's wife, trick that poor woman into buying materials for you, use all her social connections to form a team for you to verify, you forgot? Then you must have forgotten, how did you get it back? After the first championship in the finals, did you send the woman's family on the road with incense and poison?"
With a bang, the entire auditorium exploded.
"The game is suspended--the game is suspended--"
The referee immediately issued an order.
The audience seats are gone.
The audience howled.
"What are you doing! Why stop it! I haven't seen enough! This person cheated on his relationship and killed him, I heard it!"
"Why suspend the game? Explain the matter clearly! I used to be an aphrodisiac, but now it has become a criminal case!!"
"Call the police, call the police! This is slander! The boss would not do such a thing!!"
No matter how the audience clamored, the referee stopped the game.
As the game was suspended, a white mist shrouded the stadium, isolating the stadium from the spectator seats.
The live broadcast on the star network is also a black screen.
"you you……"
The prophet's eyes were full of terror.
Not only towards Zuo Lanyi, but also terrified of the violent storm that he will usher in.
As soon as Zuo Lan approached him, he lowered his head and whispered in his ear, "Long time no see."
"You were in the trial court back then, with a noble face, you should have thought that you would be where you are today."
The prophet's eyes trembled violently.
He looked at the black crystal mask in disbelief.
"You sat in the jury, convicting me, proving me mean. Have you forgotten?" He helped people recall, with great enthusiasm.
"You...you are..."
How could the prophet forget? !
How could he forget Zuo Lanyi?
"It's me." Zuo Lan looked out slightly and asked curiously, "I didn't expect that I could come back, right?"
"You! He! He is...!"
The Prophet yelled loudly.
"Never mind what he is, you are finished!" The referee rushed over quickly.
Waving aggressively, the two police assistants controlled the prophet.
As soon as Zuo Lan knew the referee's temper, sure enough, the referee threw a mechanical collar around the prophet's neck: "Shut up! You have the right to remain silent! But everything you say will become evidence in court!"
He also said a hammer.
His whole body was covered by the collar, and he lost his strength and couldn't speak.
He kept whining, staring at Zuo Lanyi, and was grabbed by both arms by the police assistant, moving his hands and feet together, kicking the air in the direction of Zuo Lanyi.
The referee's suspicious eyes stopped on Zuo Lanyi: "You are not a good person, wait for you to fall into my hands!"
After finishing speaking, he led the police assistant and prophet, boarded the suspension boat, and walked towards the edge of the arena.
To hand over people.
Zuo Lan stood where he was, and sighed pretendingly: "...isn't he a good person?"
"Of course." He turned cold.
The game was suspended, but the hearts of the people did not stop.
The audience at the scene stared at the arena covered in white mist. Although they couldn't see anything, they kept pushing forward with the mentality of wanting to watch the excitement.
A group of spectators on the tenth floor, leaning on the guardrail in the corner of the parking lot, holding binoculars, saw with keen eyes that a passage had opened at the corner of the arena, and they were handing over people.
Regardless of being at the highest level, Aoao is about to rush down.
The voice of the commentator was hoarse: "Friends in the audience! Please don't move around!"
This melon is too big.
I have never investigated the opponent's life to attack the opponent, and directly found out the black history of the criminal case.
Maybe those who found out wouldn't say it, but Zuo Lanyi was the only one who directly and frankly overturned the world.
It also rushed directly to the star network hot search.
This qualification examination competition, which had already attracted much attention because of Tirami Mott's dream team, became popular all of a sudden.
It's not a good name though.
[I, halfway through eating melons, was shocked by this dog man's heart!Lied to your feelings, lied to your money, killed your whole family and became famous, nevermind! 】
[Why does this dog look like an academic style of a gentle boss!Put on a fart, the inside is filthy! 】
[Wonderful, really, apart from Zuo Lanyi who was at the tenth level five years ago, this big brother at the twelfth level is the second big melon I have eaten!fragrant!How can a word of fragrance be great! 】
[Wait for the hammer!Wait for the news report!Wait for the rule of law weekly page! 】
After Tianshuibi's team reunited, Ans and Angelia looked like hell.
Angelia realized something.
It turns out... this is what happens to those who have a grudge against Zuo Lanyi.She can also make anything happen in this arena... isn't it?
The cripple was thoughtful: "You didn't do it yourself."
Zuo Lanyi just mixed the incense and said a few words.
But that prophet is gone.
Although I don't know how much the sentence will be, but after being released from prison, the criminal record and black history are all there. Not to mention that he can't return to the game, he is so embarrassing to the Fragrance Association, and he can't enter the noble circle.
Killing hearts.
Cut off the front road and destroy the back road, and there is no source.
Anse was taken aback.
But I still have the mood to pay attention to other things: "...the perfumer's first fragrance, is it really as important as you said?"
"What?" Zuo Lanyi asked intentionally, "Do you think I'm lying? Do I look like someone who can lie and deceive people?"
An Si reacted quickly to his desire to survive.
"...Uh, no. Ah, since it's so important, then what is your first scent, your debut fragrance?"
This question made Zuo Lanben feel relaxed and fell hard.
Zuo Lan stood there.
The wind blew through his neckline, and the fallen leaves fell to his feet.
In the distance, the waves are rolling and damp, and in the distance, the roar of wild animals can be heard endlessly.
People around him surrounded him, and he was standing in the spotlight of the arena.
Zuo Lan lowered her head, and the desire for revenge welled up in her heart.
The evil thoughts ran over the soft emotions that had been shattered into dust particles, and stood up and roared fearlessly scarred.
The fallen leaves are lost in the wind and sand in the blink of an eye.
When he spoke, his tone was calm and easy.
It's just the dark fire in the eyes, and every word and every sentence, it becomes more and more intense: "Nothing special, the only thing worth remembering is that the four-tailed grass was made into the tail tune by me."
"It was hard. I didn't sleep for three days."
He smiled.
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