Genius Alchemist

The outer garden is too remote. The advantage is that there are many rare and different herbs. Shen Qingling was very happy to find several herbs.

Now she can't call out internal fire, and can't get in Ziyun ring. Her spiritual power is still so weak. She always has to find some body protecting treasures.

Refining poison powder does not need internal fire. It is also very useful in many cases.

Special students don't have to go to class. They just need to listen to the call of those childe brothers. If they let them go, they must go. If they don't let them go, they can stay in the yard.

Therefore, Shen Qingling lived a comfortable life. He cooked for them on time every day and practiced in his spare time.

The two brothers Yunhe and jiuxiao, who are always dull, have recovered some look in their eyes. Yuan Teng, a cold faced man, occasionally talks to Shen Qingling and takes the initiative to wash dishes and do housework.

Three days later, someone came and asked them to practice with them.

Only Mo Feng and Shen Qingling were called.

Along the way, Mo Feng's whole body was shaking. Shen Qingling couldn't see it anymore and couldn't help comforting him.

"Ling Qing, they should come for you this time. Don't say anything at that time. You will suffer what they do. Don't resist."

Mo Feng has long been numb. How can he be afraid? He is worried about Shen Qingling.

Generally, after torturing them once, those childe brothers will stop for half a month to a month, but now it is less than ten days from the last time, and they call them over again.

Obviously, it's for Shen Qingling, a newcomer.

"Don't worry, I'm fine. I want to see what they will do."

Shen Qingling raised her eyebrows, but a group of half grown-ups. She wanted to see what they could do to torture people like this.

"You don't understand... You..." at last, Mo Feng sighed: "just follow me later."

The training place for foreign disciples is divided into East and West squares.

The East Square is for students' competitive competition, the west square is for students' daily training, and Shen Qingling and Mo Feng go to the west square.

From a distance, I saw a group of teenagers in red and black training clothes standing in the square. They seemed to be talking about something fun and laughing one by one.

When Shen Qingling and Mo Feng appeared, their laughter slowly decreased, and their eyes fell on Shen Qingling.

With a little frivolity in his eyes.

"I've long heard that a little white face came out of the special recruit students. I didn't expect it to be true."

"Tut, I've seen many beautiful women. It's the first time I've seen such a beautiful man. You smell it, he still has a smell."

The teenagers looked at Shen Qingling and smiled playfully, with evil light in their eyes.

"What are you doing, the new special recruit? Your predecessors haven't taught you the process? Come and make our Nange happy."

When the man standing in the middle heard this, he smiled evil, moved his wrist and looked at Shen Qingling like a prey.

Mo Feng jumped in his heart and blocked Shen Qingling without thinking about it. He hardened his head and said, "young master Nanting, Ling Qingcai has just come here and doesn't understand many things. I'm afraid he bumped into several people. Let me practice with you today?"

"Roll." Nan Ting frowned.

Shen Qingling could clearly feel that Mo Feng was afraid, because his body trembled, but he still protected himself.

Nanting saw that he didn't move. His eyebrows and eyes were full of impatience and sneered: "why, you still want to protect people?"

"Laugh to death. A humble special recruit wants to learn to be a hero!"

The teenagers laughed and mocked without concealment. Looking at Mo Feng's eyes, it was like looking at a dog.

Mo Feng let them humiliate him. Anyway, he's used to it.

But Shen Qingling is different.

Shen Qingling and they are not people of the same world.

Although he is now in the mud, he still wants to pull people out of the abyss.

"I wanted to let you go today, but since you are in a hurry to die, we will help you." Nan Ting hissed, his eyes suddenly became sinister, and he punched Mo Feng in the face.

Shen Qingling pulled Mo Feng back and just escaped the attack of Nanting. At the same time, white powder flew out of her cuff, but no one noticed.

Nanting failed, looked stunned, and suddenly looked up at Shen Qingling, but Shen Qingling looked flustered and at a loss. It seemed that just now she subconsciously pulled him because she was afraid of being beaten by her companion. Unexpectedly, she just avoided him.

Think about it, too. How can a special recruit escape his attack.

But when so many people looked at it, Nanting felt ashamed and angrily attacked Shen Qingling again.

Mo Feng was shocked and hurriedly protected Shen Qingling. When a punch fell on his face, he stopped.

The pain didn't come for a long time. Mo Feng looked up puzzled. Nanting suddenly withdrew his hand and scratched on his body, as if it was very itchy.

Not only him, but also other teenagers.

"How itchy! What's the matter? Why is it so itchy all of a sudden!"

"I can't stand it. It's too itchy!"

A group of teenagers scratched all parts of their bodies with strange posture, attracting the eyes of passers-by.

"Oh, master Nanting, do you know that our brothers are here to play monkey games?"

A small gang that had never dealt with Nanting came and laughed when they saw this scene.

After losing such a big face in front of his sworn enemies, Nan Ting was so angry that he was trembling all over, but now he couldn't care about them at all. The itching on his body almost tortured them to collapse.

"What did you do?" Nanting shouted at Shen Qingling. They were all well just now. She came and they suddenly itched. It must have something to do with her.

Shen Qingling rolled up his sleeve: "I got a rash a few days ago. I haven't recovered yet. It may be contagious."

The teenagers in Nanting almost spit blood: "why didn't you say it earlier when you got a rash!"

Make them itch to death now!

Shen Qingling was quite innocent: "several young masters asked us to come and practice with them."

With that, Shen Qingling deliberately took two steps forward, frightening a group of teenagers back.

"Don't come here!"

"I think you deliberately don't tell us, let us be infected! I'll kill you!"

"What are you doing? Hurry up and call a doctor!"

"Ah, I can't stand it. I'm dying!"

The body is like tens of millions of ants crawling. The itching is unbearable, and the teenagers scratch out blood.

Nanting and his party are always domineering. There are not many people who have a good relationship with them in the college. In addition, they have a rash and are afraid of infection. No one dares to touch them.

The party had to hop around to find the doctor.

Soon, the onlookers dispersed, leaving only Shen Qingling and Mo Feng.

"Ling Qing, how did you do that?" when there was no one, Mo Fengcai approached Shen Qingling, lowered his voice and asked nervously.

When Shen Qingling came out this morning, she didn't have a rash. Why did she have such a big rash after a while? And let the Nanting Gang lose such a big man.

Shen Qingling lifted his lips and turned around, "let's go back to the outer garden."

In the outer garden, Yunhe and jiuxiao sat on the stone bench and looked at the door with dull eyes.

Yuan Teng, who has always been in the room, came out for the first time today. He sat on the threshold, with a cold face, wiped his knife, hung his head and looked inexplicable.

Can see that Shen Qingling and Mo Feng are safe and sound, even without any injury. When they come back, they are all stunned.

Before they could ask, Shen Qingling said, "I'm starving. Come on, cook first."