Genius Alchemist

"Don't be so naughty," Su ruthlessly looked at Shen Qingling and said coldly, "send her back."

With that, Su ruthlessly dodged and disappeared.

Everyone looked at Shen Qingling with deep meaning.

The Dean usually sees the dragon head but not the tail. He never appears except on some important occasions.

It was for her that she actually appeared in the test room this time.

"Lingqing, how are you? Are you all right?" the two staff members helped Shen Qingling from left to right and flattered: "the cold air enters the body. You must dispel it in time, or you will get sick. You can have no choice but to eat this pill and go back to sleep."

All the external disciples twitched at the corners of their mouths. Why didn't they get such good treatment at the beginning? I think they had a high fever when they went back. Their parents were worried that they would burn into fools.

"Shen Qingling, what is the relationship between you and the president?" Nanting couldn't help asking.

"Dean?" Shen Qingling was confused: "what's my relationship with him?"

... do I ask you or do you ask me?

"If you have nothing to do with the Dean, how can he save you?" Nan Ting looked at Shen Qingling.

"It's also my first time to see the dean. I haven't even seen him before." Shen Qingling is still dizzy: "as the Dean, isn't it normal to save his students?"

That's true.

Everyone accepted this statement.

They inquired that Shen Qingling was just a fire burning boy before. How could he know the dean.

Their eyes at Shen Qingling resumed their contempt.

The two staff members looked at Shen Qingling very friendly. Let alone whether she had anything to do with the president, she was also the person named by the top to take special care of. Moreover, they all saw Shen Qingling's just performance, and Shen Qingling's achievements in the future were immeasurable.

"This is a pass token. You can go in and out of the college at will with it. Classmate Ling Qing, you are now a disciple of the foreign house, so you can't live in the outer garden. We will arrange a new room for you as soon as possible."

"No, I'll live in the outer garden."

Shen Qingling said and took the token.

Only a few words were written on the token.

"Shen Qingling, a disciple of foreign residence."

She put away the token and went back to the outer garden.

At the same time, the news that she became a disciple of the foreign government has spread all over Tianlan college.

After soaking in the cold pool for a long time, Shen Qingling was dizzy and just wanted to go back to his room to sleep.

"What are you doing back?" as soon as I got to the outer garden, I received a sneer.

Yuan Teng raised his eyebrows and eyes on the door panel of the room, adding a bit of ferocity.

Mo Feng hurried out. Hearing Yuan Teng's words, he glanced at him and told him not to talk nonsense.

He looked at Shen Qingling again, but opened his mouth and said nothing.

Yunhe and jiuxiao sat on the threshold and their eyes fell on Shen Qingling, with a trace of complexity in their dull expression.

His head was dizzy. Shen Qingling didn't want to talk and went straight into the room,

"Now you are a serious disciple of the foreign residence. You are different from our group of specially recruited students. You have to go. Hurry up." Yuan Teng opened his mouth again, and his tone was very stinging.

If Shen Qingling didn't really have the strength now, she would have to teach him a good lesson.

She closed the door angrily and went to bed.

Yuan Teng's face is also very bad.

"Don't do that. I think Ling Qing's face seems very bad." Mo Feng said.

Yuan Teng Leng snorted, didn't speak, and strode back to the room, as if he was sulking with himself.

In the evening, Shen Qingling's door was still closed. Mo Feng cooked his own rice and cooked a clean cabbage.

Yuan Teng came out and saw the food on the table. He didn't say anything. He took a bowl and ate, but his hostility became more serious.

Oh, sure enough, I left.

Late at night, Shen Qingling still didn't come out. Mo Feng warmed the food again, lingered in front of her closed door for a long time, and knocked.

"Ling Qing, even if you are angry with Yuan Teng, you should eat."

He thought Shen Qingling was angry at Yuan Teng's stabbing words.

No one should.

Mo Feng hesitated and pushed the door in directly.

Bypassing the screen, he saw Shen Qingling lying on the bed with his clothes and his shoes unchanged. He was delirious.

……

Shen Qingling slept all day and night. When she woke up, it was the afternoon. Mo Feng watched her by the bed. Seeing her wake up, she gave her the hot medicine.

Shen Qingling had a particularly sore throat and his brain was not very clear. After eating the medicine, he went to sleep again.

Wake up again, it's already night.

She was barely better and was able to eat.

In the evening, Mo Feng still cooked rice. Compared with the rice with stones when Shen Qingling first came, his cooking has been greatly improved.

At least the rice is cooked and the dishes are fried.

But Shen Qingling was burning. He really had no appetite. He didn't want to eat after two bites.

But he didn't know how to provoke Yuan Teng. He stabbed him again: "you will leave tomorrow and go to the dormitory of foreign disciples. You don't have to eat these."

He didn't seem to have a good rest. Now he was dark and his voice was hoarse, so his domineering momentum disappeared.

"Although I have become an external disciple, I used to be and still am. I have applied and will always live in the external garden. You don't have to stab me with these words."

Yuan Teng's words really hurt Shen Qingling.

She regards them as friends, but they think so of her.

But seeing what they had suffered under the hands of disciples from other places, Shen Qingling decided not to quarrel with Yuan Teng.

Yuan Teng looked at her leaving back, which was a little complicated.

Mo Feng patted him on the shoulder: "well, you saw Ling Qing all night last night and didn't sleep much. Go back and have a rest."

Shen Qingling's illness was repeated, and it took less than half a month to recover, but she also realized the benefits of the cold pool.

She obviously felt that her soul power had improved a lot, and even her soul power had changed from the second level to the fourth level.

Although it's still too weak.

Shen Qingling misses his ground level cultivation very much. He doesn't know when he can fully recover.

Yuan Teng never stabbed Shen Qingling again, so Shen Qingling had a good life. If there was no Nanting who came to find fault from time to time, Shen Qingling would be happier.

"Why are you here again?" Shen Qingling was speechless when he looked at the South Pavilion standing under the door steps.

She is in the limelight. Anyone who is a little smart will deliberately avoid against her. Nanting is stupid and is always shot. Every time he comes over happily.