Divine Genius Healer, Abandoned Woman: Demonic Tyrant in Love with a Mad Little Consort

"Even the lord of the city can't control her!"

"You know, whose disciple is she now?"

"Who?"

"Three years ago, Ji Yutang participated in the Admission Conference of the School of Theological Medicine, and received the favor of Dean Xuan Qing.

"Now, in Hongye City, she can walk sideways!"

"Even the lord of the city can't control her!"

"Oh my god ..."

Many people around came to listen and exclaimed at the same time.

"Dean of the School of Theological Medicine!"

Xuan Qing's name is the supreme existence in the ears of these people.

"It is said that Dean Xuanqing's medical technique has already reached an unpredictable level of ghosts and gods."

"I heard that his old man has already broken through the realm of the drug king. He has become the only drug master-level pharmacist on Star Continent!"

"Elixir made by his old man has no price on the market!"

"Yeah, and, he is not very young, and he is not yet 100 years old!"

"It is likely that he will surpass the founding ancestor of the School of Theological Medicine and become the first genius in the world!"

Hearing the comments of these people, Ye Qingli couldn't help but pouted.

"So, Xuan Qing is so powerful?"

"Yes."

Nalan Yu nodded.

"In the School of Theological Medicine, Xuan Qing has the supremacy. This is the previous dean and has never achieved it."

"And his medical skills are also recognized as the first in the hospital."

"It seems that he is so powerful, but his disciples' skills are not very good."

Ye Qingli said lightly.

"Otherwise, how could you become the first genius of the whole hospital?"

"The first genius?"

Nalan Yu smiled bitterly.

"Actually, I am too aware of how many pounds I have."

"The reason why I was able to get the name of this first genius is because I won the championship in that competition."

"However, the disciples under Xuan Qing's name did not participate in the contest!"

"So, my first name is simply unworthy of the name!"

"In the School of Theological Medicine, Xuan Qing's disciples have great power."

"And, their strength is really nothing short of great!"

"Miss, if you really want to be against Xuan Qing, then you must not ignore some of his disciples!"

Ye Qingli's eyes narrowed slightly.

"It seems that we have to deal with them before we enter the School of Theological Medicine."

At this time, Mo Ziqing was already embarrassed by Ji Yutang's leather whip.

Taking Ji Yutang's cultivation practice as a matter of fact, she can knock Mo Ziqing down with just a whip.

However, she seems to want to play this cat and mouse game.

With the whip of the wind, he kept passing by Mo Ziqing.

Mo Ziqing was like a mouse, where he jumped up and down in disarray.

The people behind Ji Yutang heard a burst of laughter.

"Haha, for this skill, let's go home early!"

"Yeah, don't come out and be disgraceful!"

Ye Qingli smiled faintly, standing on the side without any intention of intervening.

"I told you a long time ago that you have to practice well. As a result, even now, you can't beat even a yellow-haired girl."

"Fuck, is this a normal girl with yellow hair?"

Mo Ziqing said uncomfortably.

"Hey, Boss Ye, if you don't come to rescue me again, I will become a pig today!"