Dijun, your medical concubine has gone against the sky again

Chapter 345 She's a witch (5)

"Then what... Actually, I'm pretty quiet, but I always have things to mess with me."

Yunqian coughed a little guilty, raised her hand, and tried hard to prove her innocence.

"That young master dared to bully you like that. He died as soon as he died. After all, he didn't leave anything behind. The crime of murder is still on the shoulders of Sun Qian, so don't worry."

Yun Qian: "..."

Master, is it really okay for you to teach your disciples to kill someone and drag others to take the blame?

What about being a good teacher?What about impartiality?

Dongfang Hao glanced at her, and his eyes gradually became serious: "It's just that the worship of the beasts is still under the eyes of many people, and this is a headache."

Seeing his solemn expression, Yunqian also stopped laughing.

"What's the problem with that?"

"What can create such a spectacular scene can only be the king's presence, or the human body wearing a treasure that can symbolize the king's identity. No matter which one, it will attract the covetousness of countless people, even those who are strong in Nirvana... ..."

Yun Qian was silent.

You can know it with your knees, the feeling of being missed by robbers day and night must be uncomfortable.

Even with the support of Boss Ye, he might suffer a disadvantage against a master at the level of Nirvana.

The dean rubbed his wrinkled brows, and sighed softly: "You step back, I'll think of a way to cover it up."

"Yes."

Yun Qian responded, turned around to leave, took two steps, suddenly remembered something she had done, and slowly turned back.

"Master, I've been locked in my own yard for the past few days to be bored, so I started to learn alchemy, and I took a few small alchemy furnaces from you by myself."

The dean hummed and said that he knew: "If you want to use it, you can take it yourself. You don't need to report this little thing."

Yun Qian weakly poked her finger: "It's not a matter of holding it, but it's all blown up."

"It's not a big problem, it's broken... eh? All broken? No one left?"

The dean waved his hand indifferently at first, and then he seemed to suddenly regain his senses, and his eyes widened suddenly.

Yun Qian could only laugh dryly: "Originally there was one left, but something happened later, and the last one also became scum."

The dean was silent for two seconds, then raised his eyebrows suddenly: "Where's the elixir? Have you finished it?"

"It's the simplest blood coagulation sheet. The last one seems to have been practiced, but before it was released, it was also destroyed in that accident."

She cleared her cough, and the dean suddenly stroked the beard on his chin and laughed loudly: "Not bad, not bad, only failed nine times, as expected of the apprentice I personally picked."

"Uh……"

A row of black lines hung from Yunqian's forehead.

Master, are you really talking ironically?
"The elixir will be fine when it is refined, and it will be broken if the stove is broken. Those are not important."

The dean waved his hand indifferently. Yun Qian just wanted to say that the master is really generous, but his next sentence almost made her kneel.

"The compensation will be directly deducted from the points in your card. You seem to have exchanged a lot for a fairy grass?"

Yun Qian wants to cry but has no tears.

I really suspect that she recognized a fake master.

When the dean came back, the turmoil of mutilating his fellow disciples was temporarily over, and all the blame was placed on that unlucky Sun Qian, including Situ Liuguang's death.

(End of this chapter)