The President's Personal Evil Physician

Ye Qing's master didn't just study medicine, Confucianism, Taoism, Buddhism, he all had some knowledge, so Ye Qing followed behind him, and learned a lot from childhood.

He just thought, maybe some people think they are not immune to ghosts, so they manipulate ghosts to kill themselves.

After all, ghosts are just a mythical thing in the impression of ordinary people, and they don't actually exist.

Indeed, if Ye Qing is really helpless against ghosts, then tonight, he will surely die.

However, they were unlucky.

Ye Qing jumped out of the window sill and chased after him, the reason why he didn't kill that brat was to catch the person behind him.

Not long after, Ye Qing followed the ghostly spirit to a wilderness, where the wind was gusty, the mist was thick, and there was a dilapidated thatched cottage behind the mist, black paint eh, Ye Qing's eyes could see the black ghost aura emanating from it.

"Ok?"

Ye Qing vigilantly approached that thatched cottage step by step, the place was deadly silent, making one feel like walking on a bleak and dark cemetery.

"Beautiful and charming..."

Suddenly there was a shrill howl of ghosts and wolves, and the branches of the surrounding trees began to droop slowly.

"A group of evildoers!"

Ye Qing snorted coldly, several streaks of crimson profound energy burst out.

"Ah..." In less than a second, there were bursts of tragic cries, and those ghosts were photographed into clouds by him.

"There is an old saying in the Great Heavenly Dynasty, that is, it is such a pleasure to have friends come from afar!"

Ye Qing looked around for a while, paused, and continued:

"If you don't come out again, I will be unhappy, then I will receive you in an unhappy way!"

The voice was not loud, but the tone was sharp, like a sword.

Cold and ruthless, every word punishes the heart.

"Do you still want me to invite you?" He could feel the murderous intent lurking around, but they didn't plan to show up.

call out……

With a wave of Ye Qing's big hand, a cold light flew out of his palm in an instant.

The sound of piercing the air was sharp and ear-piercing.

"what……"

In less than a second, a black figure fell from the tree. His heart had been pierced by a flying knife, and he was so dead that he couldn't die anymore.

He looked at the attire of the deceased. He was dressed in black night clothes with a golden chrysanthemum embroidered on the heart, and he carried two island ninja swords on his back.

Islanders!

"You guys belong to the Chrysanthemum Society!" Ye Qing frowned, and asked lightly, they were related before.

"Your president, Jutian, was killed by me. He died very badly. Before he died, he kowtowed to me 180 times and begged me to kill him. I saw his face looking forward to death, so I gave it to you. For him to die, I remember he also said thank you noble me for granting him death!"

Ye Qing said eloquently.

And he was telling the truth. At that time, Jutian was magnified ten times by him. The feeling that even if he passed out in pain, he would wake up again in pain made him collapse in the end. He knelt and cried to Ye Qing kowtowed and begged for death.

"idiot……"

As soon as the story was told, those people who had ambushed could not bear it immediately. They jumped down from the branches as light as swallows. Multiple.

There was a terrible murderous intent in their eyes, obviously very angry, because they thought that Ye Qing had humiliated the president who had always been sacred in their hearts, how could their president kneel down and beg a man from the Celestial Dynasty, he must have been raped Ye Qing was forced to commit suicide and died.

"He died for our common and lofty ideals. He is supremely glorious. You, an ant, actually insulted our president. You must die tonight!"

A ninja spoke in a very bad Chinese language, and then more than 20 ninjas drew their swords and killed Ye Qing.

Their speed is extremely fast, and their movements are very strange, ordinary people may not even find their basic skills when they come to fight, but Ye Qing has already fought against them once, and he is very familiar with them.

The flying knife in his palm spun quickly, and then threw it out quickly.

One after another, two, three, four times in a row, a total of four throwing knives, much easier than fists.

"Ahhh..." For a moment, a silver-white cold light quickly shuttled through the crowd, and every time it flickered, a person would let out a fatal scream and then fall to the ground to die.

And Ye Qing was also moving among the crowd as if strolling in a garden.

Strangely, none of the countless attacks dropped by the enemy hit him.

He allowed the blood around him to spray, and the blood mist splashed everywhere. His face was indifferent, and he was already numb in the face of such a bloody scene.

In less than 1 minute, all twenty ninjas died.

Leaving a place of stumps and minced meat!

The four flying knives flew back into Ye Qing's hands, he walked towards the dilapidated temple, there were still things to clean up inside.

"Damn it, protect the vice president!" An island woman in a kimono in the temple yelled angrily.

Inside the temple, there is also a middle-aged man. His attire is that of an onmyoji. He has a very serious face. He is facing a bloody corpse, and there are several ninjas in white clothes guarding him. .

"drink!"

Ye Qing walked to the entrance of the temple, suddenly a white shadow came out with a terrifying cold light.

"Ye Qing, it's time for your death!" The woman looked at Ye Qing coldly, her eyes didn't have the tenderness that a woman should have, but instead had an extremely cold murderous intent.

"Really? That's what Jutian said when he first met me!"

Ye Qing laughed playfully:

"Shall I tell you the story of him kowtowing to beg me?"

He was deliberately humiliating them.

"idiot!"

The woman was extremely angry, she took the knife and stabbed at Ye Qing.

Ye Qing stepped back, and then calmly stretched out a hand, a burst of profound energy struck her blade.

clang……

"what……"

The woman suddenly yelled, her tiger's mouth was directly shaken out of blood, and the knife in her hand was directly shattered into pieces.

But in the next second, Ye Qing slapped out with a palm.

The fragments of those blades were activated and turned into dots of cold waterfalls, pouring out towards the woman.

"what……"

The woman let out a scream again, and blood mist splashed all over her body. She stepped back five or six steps instantly, and her white clothes were instantly stained scarlet with blood.

boom!

Ye Qing chased him out one step at a time, he left an afterimage on the spot, and at the same time he slapped out with another palm, his profound energy was tumbling, the woman was already at the end of her strength, she couldn't react at all.

In the next second, the woman was shot and flew out. When she landed on the ground, she was already a corpse. She was already dead and could not die anymore.