The Holy Hand Medical Concubine

In terms of appearance and cultivation alone, Xing Liaomu could be regarded as extremely talented, and as a pharmacist, he was even more pretentious.

Perhaps it is because of this sense of superiority that Xing Liaomu has been superior to others since he was a child, and he never takes outsiders seriously. Even at home, no one can stand taller than him.

Listening to those people's whispering, Xing Liaomu raised his chin even more.

"Why don't you want to take care of this young master? Let me tell you, you can't gain a foothold in Qinglong Academy if no one is covering you. This young master... ah!"

A scream ended his pretentious words.

"you--"

He covered his beaten left eye, and stared fiercely at Sheng Chuxin who was blowing cool wind on his fist with the other eye.

"If you don't leave, you will become a night owl!" Sheng Chuxin smiled sinisterly, showing two rows of white teeth.

"Hmph, crazy woman!" Xing Liaomu had suffered another disadvantage from her, so he had to leave with his sleeves in resentment.

One day, he must convince this woman to him, just wait!

"Who is she? She even dares to beat the young master of the Xing family."

"It can't be a lady from another family, she's a little too courageous."

After Xing Liaomu left, the other disciples focused their attention on Sheng Chuxin, and some people had already begun to mourn for her.

However, Sheng Chuxin didn't take those people's words to heart, but just looked ahead intently.

Suddenly, she felt her sleeves being pulled by someone, she turned around suspiciously, but met a pair of clear water-like eyes.

Sheng Chuxin's heart tightened, and he secretly said: Such familiar eyes.

"What's the matter, girl?" she asked.

"Sister, that senior brother just now is Master Ming Bufan's most proud disciple. If you offend him, I'm afraid life will be difficult in the future."

The little girl Yuemo was two years younger than Sheng Chuxin, reminding her in a low voice.

Ming Bufan is the master with the highest cultivation level in Qinglong Academy, and everyone worships him like a god.

As long as Master Ming Bufan said a word, a certain student in the academy would most likely be kicked out of the academy, and Ming Bufan regarded Xing Liaomu as a treasure.

"Extraordinary life?" Sheng Chuxin raised his eyebrows.

She didn't know much about Qinglong Academy. She wanted Qiongqi to tell her about Qinglong Academy, but Bei Yehan stopped her.

What did that guy say: Qinglong Academy is not worth your time!

It's as if Qinglong Academy is worthless.

"I don't know him, so I don't care what to do." She curled her lips.

Let's get to know those people after entering the academy.

As for whether life is good or not, that is her own business, so what if her life is extraordinary? The master who treats such a prodigal son as a treasure must not be much better.

The disciples who were closer to Desheng Chuxin all looked at her like idiots.

Whoever came to Qinglong Academy and didn't want to be under the disciple of Master Bufan actually said that he didn't know him?

But how could Sheng Chuxin care about other people's eyes?

"Ah, my token is real, you can't treat me like this, I... ah!"

A scream came, attracting everyone's attention.

Sheng Chuxin raised his eyes and saw a man was thrown far away by the collar by a disciple of Qinglong College.

"You...you are simply disgraceful, how could you be so arrogant!"