In the usual nine classes, there are no more than nine people who can come to class on time, why is it today......

"Isn't that the romance action movie teacher promoting romance action movies in class? Otherwise, how could these students come so together?" Yuan Caiguo said secretly in his heart, leaning on the window and secretly aiming at it.

But after watching it for a long time, there was nothing else except Zheng Qian talking about some basic knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine.

This made Yuan Caiguo also stunned, impossible? How could this group of people in Class Nine be the material for learning?

At the end of class, Zheng Qian was just about to leave, and a rather handsome fat man appeared at the door.

"Teacher Zheng, don't you remember me?" said the fat man with a smile on his face.

Zheng Qian smiled and said, "How is it possible, the acne on his face is all healed, right?"

The fat man was overjoyed, "No, Mr. Zheng, I used your prescription, the acne on my face disappeared within three days, and now I have insisted on a course of treatment, and even the acne marks are gone, hey, Mr. Zheng, are you in class 9?"

"Yes!" replied Zheng Gan.

The fat man smiled and said, "That's good, I'll come to class every day in the future!"

The students of Class 9 were stunned, isn't this fat man a top student in the Western Medical Department? He showed his face at the National Scholarship of Medical University a few days ago, why did he still come to rub Teacher Zheng's course?

"You don't know this, do you?" said an insider on the side.

"Come, let's hear it!"

"As early as a week ago, Mr. Zheng came to our college to hold a lecture, in that lecture, Mr. Zheng completely showed the style of traditional Chinese medicine, and used a pair of medicine to cure the acne on the fat man's face for many years, now people have become handsome, grades have become better, and they have chased their class flowers, you say, this fat man can not be grateful to Mr. Zheng? Recently, I heard that this fat man is going to be transferred to the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and his counselor and several hospital leaders do not agree, and finally the Western Medicine Department has produced such a scholar, how can he let it go so easily......"

Everyone, you and I said a word, and many students looked at the back of Zheng Qian's departure, with a look of anticipation on their faces.

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Zheng Qian naturally didn't know about this, he was already ready to go home.

Just as Zheng Qian was about to walk to the community, there was a figure standing at the intersection in front of him, his whole body was wrapped in a black robe, and he couldn't see his appearance clearly.

Zheng Qian didn't intend to pay attention to it, and was just about to walk over directly, but the black-robed figure didn't intend to let Zheng Qian go so easily.

"Stop!"

A cold voice suddenly sounded, and the next moment, the black-robed figure who was still behind Zheng Gan actually arrived in front of Zheng Gan at once.

A palm covered with green scales quickly grabbed Zheng Qian's neck.

Zheng Qian was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, he felt that his feet were off the ground, and a feeling of suffocation accompanied by a heavy sense of powerlessness hit his heart, making him feel that his whole person began to hallucinate.

"Although you haven't grown up yet, you are barely usable now!" the black-robed figure said lightly.

During the struggle, Zheng Qian saw the face of the person under the black robe, the face was hideous and terrifying, covered with green scales, and the two eyes were black and holed, extremely terrifying.

Just when Zheng Gan's consciousness began to blur, the black-robed figure slowly stretched out another thin hand and grabbed Zheng Gan's chest.

Suddenly, Zheng Qian felt that the Fang Tian Painting Halberd in his chest began to become hot, and a surging scorching heat felt like a wave of fire hitting him, making his originally vague consciousness sober up again.

"Artifact...... With the artifact, I can hide in the mortal world more securely...... When the time comes, you people will all die!"

A hoarse voice came, and Zheng Qian even saw a cold smile on the corner of the man's mouth.

Zheng Qian slammed the scaly palm hard, but his strength couldn't be compared to that person at all, this was like a grasshopper shaking a tree, and it had no effect at all.

Just when Zheng Qian was struggling, a figure quickly rushed towards this side, the speed of the figure was very fast, and it suddenly arrived behind Zheng Gan, her hands pressed on Zheng Gan's body at once, and the next moment, Zheng Qian felt that his whole body was hot, but soon, that hot feeling suddenly focused on the Fang Tian painting halberd on his chest.

"Boom!"

A surging scorching energy surged out from the Fang Tian Painting Halberd in his chest, and then slammed into the black-robed figure.

"Bang!"

The black-robed figure flew out heavily, hitting the wall all at once, and even the bricks on the wall were cracked, and a trace of viscous green blood fell down with a few green scales, and the black-robed figure suddenly shook and disappeared quickly.

Zheng Qian fell down all of a sudden, coughing violently, and his face turned red.

He turned his head to look at the figure behind him, "Why are you here?"

Tang Ziyao's face was strange, "Brother Zheng Qian, I have been having a strange dream recently, in the dream, a man in armor has been calling me Diao Chan, and then the butterfly birthmark on my shoulder began to heat up...... Until, a few days ago, I was at work, but suddenly, as if I had been hit in the head, countless surging information streams broke in at once, and since then I have known my true identity!"

"Ahem......"

Zheng Qian coughed violently again, "You...... What do you say? Do you remember that you are Diao?"

Tang Ziyao nodded, "I remember, did Lu Bu come to me, and he is now?"

Zheng Qian was stunned for a moment, didn't Lu Bu have already died with Dong Zhuo's ghosts and demons? At that time, Meng Po said that her soul was scattered, how could she still find Tang Ziyao to dream?

However, soon, Tang Ziyao stared at Zheng Gan's chest, and suddenly pounced, her little face pressed tightly against Zheng Gan's chest, and she murmured: "I feel his breath, he is here...... It's his breath!"

Zheng Qian looked embarrassed, and he didn't know how to explain it for a while.

The two of them were in a stalemate like this for about ten minutes before Tang Ziyao let go of Zheng Qian.

Zheng Qian took Tang Ziyao back and asked carefully about the situation, of course, before leaving, Zheng Qian also collected the small pool of green blood and those few scales on the ground, he didn't know who the monster who wanted to kill him was, but these things were kept, and they might be able to be of great use in the future.

As soon as the two went upstairs and went back, Liu Shiyun suddenly walked out silently.

"Ouch, my little brother Zheng Qian, why do you change your sister's paper as if you change clothes? Is your sister Ning'er's lovesickness cured?" Liu Shiyun leaned against the door frame and stared at Zheng Qian with a faint smile.