"Ouch, Ouch, my heart hurts, my soul is flying. Help, help, save me quickly..." Seventy-eight disciples, rolling around all over the ground, howling in sorrow, were very miserable.

"What's wrong with them?" When Yanzi got the news, she rushed over at the first time. When she saw several people, she couldn't help worrying.

"Major, yes, Shuizhao are helping us to refine the medicine, but after the refinement, they steal a few pills. Maybe the medicine has been refined, causing them to be poisoned!" Several of the trainees apparently had some pleasure in telling the news.

"Young masters, they are full of their own pockets, occupying the alchemy and the refinery,...