God Emperor's vinegar jar is turned over again

Chapter 65 Are you a pharmacist?

"Miss Yue, do you remember?"

After Su Qi'er finished playing with a dog-beating stick, she returned to her previous crooked appearance.

He was panting, sweating profusely, and his hands were shaking as if he had a stroke.

Yue Qingcheng frowned.

Su Qier has been imprisoned for more than 50 years, and she has been away from Yuanli for too long. The foundation of her physical body that was previously tortured by Yuanli has been worn down by time.

If it continues, he won't be able to survive for three years.

Withdrawing his spirit, Yue Qingcheng said: "Your set of martial arts is broken."

She was so decisive that Su Qier, who was wiping sweat, couldn't help but pause, and looked at her suspiciously.

"It is indeed broken. The beggar gang has been passed down for many years, and the complete dog-beating stick method has been lost. How does Miss Yue know?"

Yue Qingcheng didn't respond, but kept reminiscing about the complete dog-beating stick method in her mind.

Su Qier's set is only half, and the rest of the different parts after that half should be his own innovations, with a different charm.

This inconspicuous old man has an incomparably powerful martial arts talent.

Yue Qingcheng sat cross-legged, thinking about it for more than half an hour, and took the stick of Su Qier and waved it in the remaining time of incense stick.

Su Qi'er said that the dog-beating-stick technique has at least the Mystic rank of martial arts, but Yue Qingcheng is very sure that this set of martial arts has at least the Imperial rank, or even surpasses the Imperial rank.

If there is a martial skill more powerful than the imperial rank, this set of dog beating stick method is listed here.

She said, "Not bad!"

Su Qier was shocked, "Miss Yue can learn this level just by watching the old man beat me once, she is absolutely gifted! I don't know, I thought you had learned it before!"

Although Yue Qingcheng didn't play his own charm, but he has firmly controlled [-]% of it.

As long as there is enough time, Yue Qingcheng can fully grasp it, there is no problem.

Yue Qingcheng hooked her lips.

What she learned was the real dog-beating stick method, so naturally she couldn't play Su Qier's charm.

In order to reduce trouble, she only played half of the shots, otherwise Su Qier might be even more shocked!

"It's your reward."

She threw a bottle to Su Qier.

Although Su Qier was a prisoner, the person who killed him had nothing to do with her. He taught her martial arts, so she naturally wouldn't give others no benefit.

Su Qier opened the medicine bottle and took a sip, her eyes lit up, and she exclaimed, "Good medicine! Miss Yue is a pharmacist?"

Although an apprentice pharmacist can also refine medicinal juice, the bottle of medicine in his hand is extremely pure, and only a pharmacist can do it.

The conditions of the death row are so restrictive, it is unbelievable that Yue Qingcheng can still refine such a pure concoction.

"Alchemist?"

Yue Qingcheng was stunned for a moment, "That's right."

With her medical skills, it is more than enough to be a pharmacist.

"As long as I'm still on death row, you can come to me every day to get a bottle of concoction." Yue Qingcheng said.

Su Qier was flattered, but did not refuse.

Given his physical condition, it would be better if he had medicine hanging on him.

It's just a bit of a sigh, Yue Qingcheng is not only talented in martial arts, but also a pharmacist.

Is she 15 years old?

By the way, from the meaning of her words, it seems that one day she will leave the death row...

"Old man Su, has she learned it? She looks so confident, don't make people laugh out loud!"

Outside the house, everyone who had been waiting for an hour burst into laughter.

Yue Qingcheng waved his stick, blowing a cool wind, and said coldly: "It's time to beat the dog."

(End of this chapter)