"Elder Zhongli was so seriously injured in order to help you investigate the Sun family, you don't feel guilty, forget it, and make fun of people's pains, it's just despicable and shameless."

Zhongyi took the case, looking like a righteous guard, and Qingyan wanted to applaud him when he saw it.

"Help me?" Qingyan scoffed.

"I have already explained the matter of the Sun family clearly, who helped whom, I believe that even if Elder Zhongyi is blind and blind, the others should not be blind."

Elder Zhongyi didn't expect that she didn't even pay attention to the dean, and scolded him for being blind in front of so many people, so he was immediately annoyed and angry, and actually shot at her.

Qingyan's face did not change color, and she was trying to try the results of her recent practice.

"Zhongyi!"

The dean reprimanded, but Zhongyi did not intend to stop.

The air flow condensed in the palm, and it quickly swirled and became larger, and a powerful pressure suddenly filled the entire conference hall.

He targeted Qingyan, but unexpectedly, he was the first to suffer from it.

Zhongli was seriously injured and just recovered, and on the surface it seemed to be back as before, but he was already weak on the inside, and he couldn't withstand such a powerful aura, so he immediately vomited blood.

Blood splattered, with a choking fishy smell.

Qingyan retreated to the door suddenly, afraid of being splashed and staining his favorite clothes.

Seeing this, Zhongyi hurriedly withdrew his hand to support Zhongli, with a guilty face, "Are you okay?" ”

The dean took the wrist of Zhongli to check his pulse, and his expression was solemn.

"Oh, how can you be okay after vomiting so much blood, Elder Zhongyi is really good at laughing."

Qingyan smiled, so angry that Elder Zhongyi's face darkened.

"Qingyan, do you still have buckwheat teeth?" The dean looked at her with a pleading look in his eyes.

Qingyan glanced at the salute in his eyes, knowing that he had only suffered some internal injuries and could not die for a while.

"Dean, the buckwheat teeth stink, it seems to have a strange smell, Qingyan dislikes it, how can you carry it with you." Qingyan shook his sleeve to indicate that it was empty.

Later, wait for her to go back, and let Luo Han send a few more.

How can buckwheat smell weird? It's clearly a mouthful.

"If you don't have it, why brag!"

Zhongren, who had been silent before, really couldn't get used to her, and shouted angrily.

Buckwheat is a fairy grass seed, if you talk about the smell, at most there is a very light grass fragrance.

"Zhongren, don't be rude." The dean spoke for Qingyan.

He knew that the inside story was unknown to outsiders, and several elders were indignant when they saw that the dean was biased in favor of Qingyan.

Thinking of the various rumors in the academy in recent days, I couldn't help but have a little more speculation, and even the eyes that looked at Qingyan became more disdainful.

Women are accustomed to using dirty means.

Not into the stream!

"Elder Zhongren is so leisurely, and he still has time to discuss with Qingyan whether buckwheat stinks, isn't it important to save people at this time?"

Qingyan leisurely walked to the upper seat and glanced at the letter sent by the Qin Painting Academy.

She roasted the pigeons, what did they use to send messages?

Gai Ming'er raised his head to look up at the sky, and maybe hit the pigeon with a slingshot.

She opened a pair of innocent eyes and reminded, "Elder Zhongli is weak, so he still has to focus on recuperation, don't rush to achieve success, but hurt the foundation." ”

The pain in his internal organs was as if he had been pinched tightly, and Zhongli reluctantly swallowed the sweet and greasy thing in his throat, and looked at Qingyan in shock.

"How do you know......" He was just as he spoke, when he noticed that the crowd was looking at him and did not continue.

"How did I know that it doesn't matter, Elder Zhongli is dedicated to the academy, Qingyan deeply admires."

The heart is not bad, but it is too stupid to be used as a gunman and not know.

Qingyan took out a jasper vial and put it in front of Zhongli, and left without saying anything.

Zhongli looked at the vial in a daze, not understanding her intentions.

The dean picked up the vial, opened the lid and sniffed it gently, "It's the dew flower mushroom mixed with bucktooth, and the blood is exhausted, and the jade fat Tianze incense ......"

Every time he said the same thing, the expressions of several elders became even more surprised.

It's not something that can be easily obtained, and she gives it so easily.

"Dean?" Zhongren is in charge of the warehouse and knows these precious drugs best.

But how could she have these?

It can't be fake, right?

Seeing that the dean was going to give Zhongli a dress, Zhongyi frowned and dissuaded him.

"Dean, please think twice, who knows if she has put anything unfavorable mixed in it, besides, diversity is not necessarily good, the medicinal properties are chaotic but fatal, not to mention anything else, just one kind of poisonous mushroom, the dosage deviation is a fraction, and life and death are reversed."

"Yes, yes." The rest of the people heard Zhongyi's words and agreed one after another.

Anyway, they didn't believe that the little Linshan female elder had any ability.

Zhongli's heart was like ashes, he hesitated for a moment, took the bottle in the dean's hand, and drank it all.

Unable to cultivate, like waste.

Since life is better than death, it is also happy to die.

After drinking, Zhongli threw away the bottle, too lazy to deal with the concern of others, and left the council chamber like a walking corpse.

What friendly exchanges, have nothing to do with him.

Now he just wanted to find a place where no one was and die quietly.

Zhongyi wanted to catch up, but was stopped by the dean, "Alas, Zhongli is depressed, let him calm down alone." ”

Everyone present shook their heads in regret.

The powerful existence in Wuxian Academy, which is second only to the dean, is wasted like this.

In the future, I don't know who will take the position of Elder Zhongli.

Zhongren couldn't help but worry when he looked at Zhongyi, his descendant disciple Shen Lin Xiu was the highest in the academy, and the dean was always in retreat, afraid that the two masters and apprentices would be the king and hegemon in Dalin Mountain in the future.

Qingyan took a detour to the warehouse before returning to the small building, thinking that he would see the priest playing the flute leisurely in the courtyard, but he never thought that he would be sick in bed.

"What's the matter with you?" Since she had known Si Hui for so long, she hadn't heard that he was in poor health.

"No problem." Si Hui blushed, quite embarrassed.

It turned out that after Qingyan gave him the non-porous bone flute, he had been so excited that he couldn't sleep, and he held the bone flute to study many times, wanting to master the flute as soon as possible.

Who knew that one day, the spirit was all over the bone flute, forgetting to look at the road, and forgetting to climb up when he fell into the water.

After soaking in cold water for three days and three nights, and blowing the night wind, he was accidentally found by several disciples and fished up.

After coming up, he still had no distractions, he didn't change his wet clothes, he dried them alive, and no matter how good his body was, he was tormented and damaged.

"You're exaggerating, you're obsessed."

At this time, if she told him that she bought the flute for a bunch of unwanted copper plates, I wonder if the Si Hui would want to beat someone.

"Qingyan, you don't know, the bone flute is a lifelong wish, once it is fulfilled, even if you are stupid, you are willing." Si Hui hugged the bone flute and laughed like a fool.

"Well, if you like it, then hurry up and practice, and blow it to me next time."

Playing the leaves is always different from playing the flute, Qingyan remembered that next time she would find him a score, the two chatted for a while, and she went back.

Without waiting for the teachers to ask her why Da Linshan asked her to go, Da Linshan sent a scoop over to post a notice.

It is said that the Qin and Painting Academy will hold friendly exchanges between the three major colleges, and Wuxian Academy will select five outstanding disciples to participate.

This is an opportunity to go out and see the world, and for the strong, it is also an opportunity to make a name for yourself.

The disciples are pushing and squeezing around the bulletin board, and they all want to see it clearly.

After posting the poster, I caught a glimpse of Qian Yiliang passing by dejectedly behind the crowd.

He chased after him, stretched his legs secretly, and Qian fell into the mud as soon as he was caught off guard.

"Yo, aren't you Elder Qingyan's most proud disciple? Why is he frustrated today, like a lost dog, hahaha. ”

A scoop was stabbed by green smoke and cut her tendons, and now her cultivation is damaged, and she has long hated her.

Qian Yiliang is her apprentice, who is arrogant and arrogant on weekdays, and does not know how to be a man with his tail between his legs.

Teach him a lesson today!