The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

"That's what I said, but..." Qingluan grunted, reluctantly, but didn't say it.

Her princess is so good, what if she provokes another rotten peach?The master must take her skin!

However, after all, there was no other way but to clean the room with spells, and help Xiyue to make a bed before leaving reluctantly.

In principle, student dormitories of the Medical School cannot accommodate non-students.

The students in the upper four schools are also allowed to have a servant to stay and serve because of the luxurious dormitory.

But the students in the lower four schools were not so lucky. The servants could only live in a unified place according to the regulations.

The School of Theological Medicine implements competitive education, so that people with better strength and achievements get more luxurious treatment, and people with less strength are more yearning for a higher life.

Puxi took Qingluan to see her place of residence. Because Qingluan was women's clothing, and there were not many attendants in the college, her living conditions were good, and Puxi was relieved.

The two strolled around the school for a while, re-determined the location of the enchantment before returning to their dorms.

However, before Puxi reached the door of his dormitory, he noticed that the students along the road looked at him with sneering expressions.

There are also voices whispering from time to time.

"This kid is so unlucky, do you say he has a place to live tonight?"

"Haha, this is already considered his luck. If it happens to meet that person, the end will be even more miserable."

Suxi was wondering what they were talking about, and when he reached the door of the dormitory, he immediately reacted.

Seeing that he was thrown on the wasteland outside, trampling on the dirty sheets and bedding, Suxi frowned.

There was a young student on the side who couldn't help but see him pitifully: "This classmate, you should go to the dormitory's manager to re-pick up a room. The people inside are really not something you can provoke."

But more people are gloating, waiting to watch Xi Yue's play.

Suxi chuckled and raised her hand, and the dirty quilt was taken into the space by her. Then she swaggered into her yard and kicked the door of the main house.

Although the dormitory of Huangzi No. has a border, it is the most rudimentary. People outside the border can clearly see the scene inside.

Everyone was stunned by the kick of Xi Yue.

But then, many people showed expressions of pity or gloating.

They felt that Xi Yue was dead this time.

As soon as Suxi kicked the door open, he felt a powerful spirit pressing against his face.

With her real strength now comparable to that of Jindan's peak, under this spiritual pressure, she only felt that her throat was sweet and her breath was unstable, and she almost fell to the ground.

Su Xi's eyes condensed, his figure swayed, and the water spirit in his body was interspersed with a little wood spirit force. In an instant, that kind of spirit pressure was shielded by him outside the body, and no longer threatened her.

There was a slight "huh" sound from the house, and then the pressure was gone, and Suxi finally saw the scene in the house.

I saw a man in black sitting in the house. He looked like he was twenty years old. His facial features were like axe, cold and handsome, but his eyebrows seemed to contain frost, especially the dark eyes, like a well. Mingyuan, when looking at people, does not seem to have the slightest feelings that humans deserve.

Suxi frowned: "You threw my things out?"