Listening to the sound of swords clashing around her, Jing Xuetong curled her lips. For some reason, she felt that the sound was more like the sound of pots and pans. Seeing that it would take some time to reach her and she had nothing to do, she picked up the

He began to look at his sword. He hadn't really taken a good look at her sword since she traveled through time.

She remembered that this sword seemed to be called Yaochen. It was different from ordinary swords. It was made of rare ore volcanic copper. The temperature of the sword was higher than that of ordinary weapons, and the hotter the environment, the temperature of the sword would be higher.

It will also be improved. You can even cook Teppanyaki when the temperature reaches a certain level... Jing Xuetong's eyes lit up when she thought of this, she must give this a try in the future.

After thinking about it for a while, it was her turn. Since they were chamberlains, the selection was more stringent than that of palace maids and eunuchs. Only by defeating the other party could they be considered employed.

But when she saw a tall, thick man who was one shade darker than Li Kui walking up, Jing Xuetong's mouth twitched and she really wanted to ask: Wasn't the warrior really trafficked from Africa?

He was complaining, but he spoke politely: "Jing Xuetong, may I ask you the name of this hero."

The other party obviously looked down on Jing Xuetong, who was as thin and white-faced as a scholar. In his eyes, he probably felt that he would definitely win this competition, so he said very arrogantly: "I can't change my name, okay?"

After changing his surname, he is a famous handsome man in the world!" That roar was simply earth-shattering.

And Jing Xuetong also felt like she was struck by thunder. She was not frightened, but rather frightened by the other person's name. She now thought that either she had put on the wrong ear today or the other person had accidentally used his tongue and said the wrong thing.

Otherwise, God couldn’t even think of this beautiful man’s name and give it to this... strong man. But before Jing Xuetong could react, the handsome man over there spoke again: “Boy, look at you!

You have thin arms and legs, I think Lian Ye’s very thin fingers can knock you down. So, be smart and admit defeat quickly!”

Jing Xuetong came back to her senses now and smiled. Oh my god, she really thought she was Holleo Kitty!? She is a purebred... um... hybrid species, and the genes can change at any time. So.

Now it seems...it's time for her to change her genes. So she smiled maliciously and said: "The reason why your mother gave you this name is because she was really frightened by you. I hope you can grow up with your own name. Who knows?"

God knows that things don't come true. But congratulations, you met me today. I can give you a free plastic surgery. I don't even need to unsheath my sword. I guarantee that even your mother will not be able to recognize it!" After saying this, he

Using Qinggong to get up, Yao Chen didn't need to take out his sheath and directly greeted the handsome man's big face.

This handsome man obviously hadn't reacted yet. He only felt numbness on his face, and then half of his face swelled up. It's just that I don't know if it was because his face was too dark or his skin was too thick. Anyway, I couldn't tell whether his face had changed.

red.

However, Jing Xuetong would not give the other party time to react. He would seize the opportunity quickly and accurately. He took Yaochen and smacked the big man in the face as if he was swatting a fly. The poor handsome man was so dizzy and dazzled by the slap.

, I simply forgot about fighting back.

Moreover, this Jing Xuetong is also very cruel. They say that hitting someone is not a slap in the face, but now she slaps her face hard. There is nothing she can do, who let the beautiful man underestimate her.

Later, I saw that the handsome man was beaten into the shape of a pig's head. It was really miserable. There was no doubt that Jing Xuetong was the winner. And the spectators below couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, especially those who were selected.

People who want to work with Jing Xuetong in the future have formed a united front in their hearts, that is, they must never mess with Jing Xuetong in the future, otherwise their faces will be in danger.

At this time, Jing Xuetong didn't know that she had scared people. She only knew that she had passed and was waiting to be assigned...

"Angelica sinensis, Zedoary zedoary, Sedum..." She couldn't help but yawned. Nanrong Qianwu really didn't understand. She was just applying for a doctor. Why should she know so many herbal medicines? She was a professional.

Okay!?

The other imperial doctors, who are now the examiners, are stroking their white beards and listening to Nanrong Qianwu reciting the names of medicines. You must know that this doctor is different from the bodyguard, and he must have a real foundation.

Otherwise, they would die in minutes, so they had to be stricter. Especially since Nanrong Qianwu looked to be only sixteen or seventeen years old, they really doubted whether she was here to join in the fun.

"...Qin Geng." After recognizing the last medicine, Nanrong Qianwu stretched out and looked at the imperial doctors, "Masters, I've finished memorizing it, is that all right?" Only one of them, the oldest, looked at him.

The most qualified imperial physician nodded, but did not let Nanrong Qianwu pass. Instead, he said: "It's not enough to just know herbal medicine. You also need to be able to diagnose pulses and prescribe medicines. Are you good at it?"

"Who says I can't survive? And I can detect some diseases without checking the pulse. Take you, old man, for example. In the past few days, you can't sleep at night, and you still have night sweats from time to time? As a doctor, treat yourself well. You

He must have an old habit, and it seems that he has committed it again." Nanrong Qianwu was dissatisfied, so she might as well have an operation on the old man to make him look down on her.

Needless to say, the old doctor was really shocked. After all, what Nanrong Qianwu said was true. After coughing a few times to feel embarrassed, he decided to directly conduct the last test: "Then how much do you know about poisons?"

What? In this palace, it is common for any master to be poisoned due to overt and covert fighting."

"Poison? This is simple!" Nan Rong Qianwu shrugged, thinking that as the young master of Ye Yao Palace, she has three positions: doctor, poison master and wizard, so she is still afraid of this? Then she said, "This

Poisons, the most common ones are Hedinghong, poisonous wine and arsenic. These are commonplace, and they are not incurable. Take the Five Poisons Huan produced by Ye Yaodian as an example. These are completely trivial.

, and what really makes people feel at a loss are the various poisons in Yeyao Palace, such as Baibu Broken Heart Powder, Qili Wenxiaohuan, and the Heart-corroding and Hundred Insect Gu that combine poison and poison. These are all

For ordinary people, there is almost no cure for the poison. Of course, there are many poisons in Yeyao Palace, do you want to listen to them one by one?" Nan Rong Qianwu didn't say much, after all, they are all Yeyao.

The secrets of the palace, and what she said were only the lower-level poisons in the Demon Ye Palace.

And those imperial doctors were obviously a little shocked. They didn't know what the little girl in front of them said. The old imperial doctor was also a little excited, and asked with a trembling voice: "Girl, but Yeyao Palace?"

man of?"

"Uh...hehe, I am not very talented, but I am a third-class disciple of Yeyao Palace." Nanrong Qianwu rolled her eyes. She knew that the above paragraph might reveal something, so she was not too surprised, so she made it up casually.

Identity. There are three levels of disciples in Yeyao Palace. The third level is also the lowest, but it is still much taller than ordinary doctors.

And sure enough, after Nanrong Qianwu finished speaking, he saw that all the imperial doctors were still, and those who didn't know thought they were being acupunctured. Nanrong Qianwu looked left and right, and then he became uncertain.

One sentence: "Um, am I qualified enough?"

"Enough, of course." It was the old doctor who reacted first, and the timer was almost catching up with the timer. Nonsense, he was from Ye Yaodian, even a third-class one was rare.
Chapter completed!