sweeping the empire every day

The moon-white bird landed steadily on An Qingjue's black hair, but his blue eyes kept staring at the blue-haired boy, An Qingjue frowned slightly, and nodded lightly at the boy. nod;

He recognized it, this was his student, and he even asked this boy to stand up and answer questions in the first class.

It seems... is it called Song Jinghua?

An Qingjue looked at the blue-haired boy thoughtfully. The moon-white bird looked at the boy greedily. The blue hair was exactly the same as that of her grandmother. I wonder if they are doing well?

"You like him very much?" An Qingjue asked indifferently, Song Jinghua thought he was asking himself, his body froze for a moment, and he looked at An Juehua opposite him with disgust, how could he like him?

An Juehua sneered, and raised his head proudly. There was a bit of sarcasm on that pretty face, "How can a person like me like the second young master of the Song family be so glamorous?"

Song Jinghua's eyes darkened in an instant, the eldest brother is not here, do these people treat the Song family as someone easy to bully?Not every kitten or dog in the Song family can come out and step on them!

"It's good that you know," Song Jinghua said with a cold smile, "You really don't even have the right to like me."

An Juehua's complexion immediately turned ugly. He and Song Jinghua had never been able to deal with each other, but both of them were extremely talented and came from great families. As for his parents, in order to build momentum for him, they made up a name "Emperor Capital Shuanghua" in the imperial capital;

An Juehua and Song Jinghua, both of them have the word "Hua" in their names, and they are both A-level spiritual talents. Originally, An Juehua thought that he and Song Jinghua could be sympathetic friends, but Song Jinghua mercilessly Slapped him in the face!

Thinking of the scene at that time, An Juehua's fists were fisted, and two points of anger appeared in his eyes. Song Jinghua actually said that he didn't know him, and he didn't like this name. Don't always compare him with others !

Ha ha!

What is Song Jinghua relying on?Isn't it just relying on his spiritual talent as an S-level general brother?Sooner or later, he will slap this sentence on Song Jinghua's face!

Unexpectedly, the opportunity came so quickly. A gloomy flash of light flashed in An Juehua's eyes. Now the Song family is in turmoil. Father Song's mental strength was seriously injured, so he retired from the high-level, and there is no hope of returning in his life. Song Changxiu said Life and death are uncertain, and even if he survives, he doesn't know whether he can use his mental power. Although Song Jinghua has outstanding talent, but he is young, and there are rumors that he severely damaged the mental power layer when he heard the news of Song Changxiu. The Song family has nothing to take. It's a good character, now this Song family is a big piece of fat that everyone in the imperial capital is staring at, and everyone wants to go up and take a bite;

I don't know how long this young son of the Song family, who was raised by a thousand pampers and a lot of love, can live when he suddenly loses all this aura?

Thinking of this, An Juehua sneered, looking at An Juehua who had fallen into the mix with An Qingjue, his eyes could not conceal the disdain and sarcasm, he waved his hand, and said lazily: "Recently, it's really All the cats and dogs have come out, even the bugs hiding in the corners that dare not see people have come out, I wonder why the air smells so bad?"

"Boss, wrap up that mech for me, it's a birthday present for my friend."

Yueyingniao was originally lying on top of An Qingjue's head, but now she stood up stiffly, staring at An Juehua, wishing she could go up and stab him to death, how dare he insult his brother like that? !

An Juehua looked at Song Jinghua mockingly, of course he didn't need a mecha, he just wanted to make trouble for Song Jinghua.

Song Jinghua wants this mech?He wanted to rob him, and he didn't want it, just to embarrass Song Jinghua!

An Qingjue looked at it casually for a while, and then hugged the moon-white bird standing on top of his head trembling and suppressing it into his palm. He stared lightly at the moon-white bird's eyes, which were as beautiful as the blue sky. Mou, thought for a while, and said: "It seems that you really like him very much."

Since Xiaoniao likes him so much, it doesn't hurt to help, he is his student after all;

The flower demon always protects its shortcomings, let alone it is a cub.

Song Changxiu was stunned for a moment, before he understood what An Qingjue meant, An Qingjue put him on his shoulder, and then felt An Qingjue move around;

He sniffed An Qingjue's hair, the faint scent calmed him down slowly, and he watched An Qingjue walking towards Song Jinghua.

"Let's go," An Qingjue stood one and a half steps in front of Song Jinghua, her narrow and deep black phoenix eyes swept across Song Jinghua seemingly without a trace. From his point of view, subconsciously, he clenched his teeth, nodded unwillingly.

An Qingjue turned his head and left, his back was so crisp, tall and slender, like a lonely monarch, so elegant and full of deterrence, people couldn't help but want to follow;

Song Jinghua raised his foot subconsciously, and wanted to take that step, when he heard An Juehua sneer behind him: "The Song family, the Song family, it really has fallen, and I don't know that the ancestor of the Song family saw the second son of Song in the sky. Walking with the trash of the An family, will you come back alive?"

"The second young master of the Song family is worthy of walking with such a waste now, right?" An Juehua folded his arms and laughed arrogantly, "That's right, how can anyone be willing to be with a hot potato like the second young master Song? "

"An Juehua, shut up!" Song Jinghua sternly said, he could tolerate An Juehua humiliating him, but he couldn't tolerate him insulting his parents and elder brother, let alone implicating the innocent An Qingjue!

Song Jinghua's eyes ignited, and he sneered for a while, "Do you think you are something funny? The classic story of you and your mother's farmer and snake is a good story in the entire imperial capital. You think no one knows about it. ? Do you know what people call you and your mother behind the scenes, huh?"

"Do you know why the children of the aristocratic family are unwilling to associate with you? Do you know why you can't get into Kafendis College and can only choose Lyricas College? But when you were a teenager, you learned what your mother did. Ten to ten, we don't have so many fiancees for you to harm!"

After all, he is a teenager, and because he has an elder brother who is on top of him, he has been favored by thousands of people since he was a child, and his temper is quite arrogant and mean. He endured An Juehua's humiliation for a long time, but now he doesn't care about it;

An Qingjue sneered in her heart, the kid's bickering was really boring.

It's just that the name An Juehua...

An Qingjue's mental strength was shaken, and a tingling feeling was transmitted from the end of the mind to the nerves, as if something was about to wake up;

An Juehua...

install……

An Qingjue thought thoughtfully, the first time he woke up in this body, he felt that part of the memory was missing in this body, but now, the key to this memory seems to be in this An Juehua body.

An Juehua looked like a dynamite bag that had been poked at the point of explosion, and his whole body was gloomy. He stared at Song Jinghua and An Qingjue gloomily. It was like a poisonous snake that was spitting out the letter of a snake. It was cold and terrifying. Song Jinghua saw it Sneering without any fear, An Qingjue turned her head and said coldly, "Let's go."

Song Jinghua's cheeks instantly turned red. Although he hit An Juehua's interests with those words just now, and tore off An Juehua's face without hesitation, he also indirectly hit An Qingjue's wound!

Being robbed of his fiancée...is not a good thing.

"You can leave if you want?" An Juehua said coldly, "It's a good idea, one trash and one..."

Song Jinghua sternly said before he could finish the word trash, "Shut up!"

His cheeks were flushed, looking angry and disgusted, he looked at An Juehua coldly.

"The pharmacists are highly ranked and clearly divided," An Qingjue said indifferently, his voice was devoid of any emotion, but it made people feel cold, "You must perform the courtesy of the younger generation in front of the senior, otherwise..."

"Maybe pharmacist An Juehua is willing to copy the pharmacist's rules? Oh yes, have you become a pharmacist yet?" An Qingjue's voice was not bullying at all, it was as soft as a feather across the tip of his heart, and Song Jinghua trembled violently , subconsciously looked at An Qingjue, and saw the bright red qualification badge on her chest;

Red Qualification Badge;

Fourth-tier pharmacist!

Such a bright red color, could it be...

Fourth-level and third-level pharmacist!

Song Jinghua took a deep breath, Mr. An...he is only in his twenties!

A 20-year-old fourth-level and third-level pharmacist!

Thinking about the powerful spiritual power he showed in class and the astonishing compatibility with the spirit flower and spirit grass, the astonishment in Song Jinghua's eyes lingered for a long time, and finally he carefully pinched his palm, and the pain spread to his brain nerves, then...

The heart slowly fell to its original position, the blood seemed to have finally resumed its flow, his nerves relaxed slowly, and the majesty gently caressed his cheeks, and he couldn't help showing a somewhat relieved look;

——How could such a powerful Teacher An suffer under An Juehua's hands?

Although Teacher An was expelled from An's family and withdrawn from the family tree, how all this happened is really... difficult to determine;

The young teacher rubbed the palm of his hand casually, as if he didn't pay attention to all this at all. The red qualification badge reflected a bewitching red light, which was reflected in An Qingjue's eyes, but a few gorgeous sense;

Maybe when An Juehua was proud, it was Mr. An who finally got rid of all these freshmen who could show their talents.

"I'm a first-rank and third-rank pharmacist!" An Juehua was so angry that his eyes turned red before he had ever been insulted like this. Of course he is a pharmacist, of course he is!

An Qingjue is not a pharmacist!He is not fit to be a pharmacist!What qualifications does a trash with a mental talent of f have to teach him a lesson?

In An Qingjue's dream, she would be a pharmacist!

An Juehua said maliciously: "You still want to be a pharmacist? With your mental talent? You..."

Before he finished speaking, his voice stopped abruptly, and he saw a red qualification badge jumping up and down in An Qingjue's fair palm. It is an ordinary chapter;

An Juehua took a step back subconsciously, An Qingjue lightly brought the red qualification badge to her chest, and wrote lightly: "Say it, why don't you say it?"

An Juehua choked for breath, and looked at An Qingjue in disbelief.

How could the scarlet-letter qualification badge represent the qualification badge of a fourth-level pharmacist belong to An Qingjue?

Isn't An Qingjue's spiritual talent f?How could it be a pharmacist?

Could it be that it was stolen?

An Qingjue said coldly: "Pharmacist An Juehua, go and copy the pharmacist's rules three hundred times, and remember to be respectful to seniors."

"Why!" An Juehua resisted subconsciously.

"Perhaps, you would prefer me to take you to the Pharmacist Association, it's not impossible," An Qingjue said lightly, with a chilling softness in that handsome oriental face, "I just don't know, An Juehua Pharmaceutical Is it possible to keep the teacher's qualification certificate?"

"Bullying with power, taking away people's love, disrespecting seniors, being unfriendly to peers, being unkind and unrighteous, and arrogant," every time An Qingjue uttered a word, An Qingjue's face turned ugly, and finally An Qingjue's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his voice was soft Unable to smell, "Tell me, what qualifications do you have to be a pharmacist?"

An Qingjue had already walked to the door of the shop just now, the sun shone on his face, making his skin extremely white, as white as snow, as cold as ice, his black eyelashes trembling slightly, slowly shining on the pearl-like jade-like face. An upward arc was drawn on his face,

"I accidentally pressed the video button just now, does pharmacist An Juehua need to watch the replay?"

Obviously every word he said was so calm, without a trace of anger, but it rushed straight down like a big basin of ice water, pouring An Juehua's heart down;

He has been arrogant and contemptuous in front of this so-called elder brother for so many years, and he has never been so embarrassed.

there has never been.

Obviously he has always had the upper hand, obviously he has always been more loved by his father and grandfather, obviously he has always been more talented, obviously An Qingjue is a disgusting existence like a bug in front of him, obviously even Yaoyao All abandoned him and fled to his arms;

Why did An Qingjue suddenly become that high-ranking figure?

An Qingjue sneered, and said casually: "A pharmacist who doesn't study medicine well, and still has time to fight for mechs, is not doing his job properly. Sure enough, not any school can compare with Kafendis, first-level and third-level , or a pharmacist?"

His figure disappeared into the shop, and Song Jinghua hurriedly followed. An Juehua's expression seemed to be slapped dozens of times, and he hid in the corner in embarrassment. At this time, the clerk asked cautiously: "Young Master An , that mecha..."

"Get out!" An Juehua roared like a raging beast, "Who gave you the heart and the guts to make me lose my mind? You and the Song family's wretches are in the same group, get out—— !"

"Are you satisfied?" Looking at the road ahead without looking directly, An Qingjue said lightly. Song Jinghua was startled, and only heard, "Chirp!"

The moon-white bird rubbed against An Qingjue's tender neck. Song Changxiu never thought that An Qingjue would stand up for him. After so many days by this man's side, he knew better than anyone that this man was too lazy to talk to other people because of trouble. Temperament, even if Ma Yuan finds faults again and again, no man gets angry, and every shot is a thunderous method, directly crushing the last life-saving grass;

And the two words of rubbish from others, the man doesn't take it to heart at all, and he doesn't bother to pay attention to it. It's probably because of him to meddle in such a nosy matter this time.

Thinking of this, the moon-white bird excitedly climbed onto An Qingjue's head, and shouted, "Chirp-tweet-tweet!"

An Qingjue casually snorted softly, turned her head to look at the boy next to her, the moon-white bird suddenly jumped onto Song Jinghua's shoulder, Song Jinghua hurriedly hugged him, a bit of incomprehension appeared on that cold and mean face Confused red marks, staring at An Qingjue with sky blue moist eyes in bewilderment,

The moon-white bird was lying in his arms, looking at An Qingjue with the same blue and moist eyes, showing wordless trust and dependence, the expressions and movements of each person and bird were surprisingly consistent, An Qingjue Pausing for a moment, pretending to look away indifferently;

"Thank you, Teacher An," Song Jinghua thanked the moon-white bird while holding the moon-white bird. An Qingjue nodded lightly, and the moon-white bird jumped into his arms swiftly. you."

So it's not that I'm trying to help you, it's just that the little thing likes you.

Song Jinghua, who heard An Qingjue's subtext, laughed silently. Is this teacher An afraid that he will have a burden in his heart?

Sure enough, as a friend said, they did have a good teacher.

"Let's go," An Qingjue said coldly, not wanting to face the young man's affectionate eyes, and turned to walk to another street. Song Jinghua stood at the corner for a while, curled his lips slightly, and walked in the opposite direction;

His eyes darkened. Don't blame the Song family for being so rude to his An family!

Do you really think there is no one in his Song family?

Song Jinghua curled his lips coldly, and there was a murderous look in his eyes.

As for the matter of Teacher An, it is time to talk to the family;

A 20-year-old fourth-level and third-level pharmacist, the future is limitless, maybe, the injury of his father and the injury of his brother...

Thinking of this, Song Jinghua's palms trembled slightly. A master pharmacist can restore a person's mental strength!

An Qingjue seems to be the person who is most likely to become the master of pharmacy now. After all, he is only 20 years old, and his time is too long. He has hope.

Moreover, he is also an F-level spiritual talent;

Wait, mental talent is f-level? !

class f? !

How could an f-level spiritual talent become a fourth-level pharmacist? !This must not be his spiritual talent!

Could it be, could it be, could it be that he has potions that can improve his talent?

So, will he have a potion that can repair the mental layer?

A burst of ecstasy flashed in his eyes, and Song Jinghua rushed home as soon as possible, he wanted to discuss it with his father and grandfather!

At the same time, in the imperial capital, I don't know how many family members have received the letter from the juniors in the family, and I don't know how many people have received the news from the Pharmacist Association;

All these news have one thing in common, that is - An Qingjue.

The moon-white bird lay on An Qingjue's shoulder, reluctantly looking at Song Jinghua's back, leaned slightly, and lay on An Qingjue's shoulder, motionless.

Even Jinghua looked like this, so he could imagine the situation of his parents. His father was seriously injured in the "Battle of Seven Stars Valley", so he retreated. At that time, he had already begun to make a statement. Nothing to lose, but this time...

His father was mentally injured, and he was unconscious. His mother was loving, but she was only a pharmacist. Her younger brother was young, and her subordinates had no talents. The Song family was originally sparsely populated. this hunk of fat;

In the past, if An Juehua dared to treat his younger brother like this, the Patriarch of the An family would slap him until his younger brother was satisfied!

just now……

An Jia's actions are really chilling.

Song Changxiu took a deep breath, he had to find a way and go back early;

Even if it was to support the precarious Song family.

"So reluctant?" An indifferent voice sounded, An Qingjue paused, stopped on the spot, without moving, and said lightly, "I can let you find him."

"He'll take good care of you."

——What, what? ! ! ! ! !