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Chapter 177 Bamboo Shoot Stew (12 More)
Xi Jiaocheng really didn't expect that these guys would be so shameless.

The videos I showed him were all about the terrible end of the demon who did bad things, such as cooking stew with meat, or doing various inhuman slice studies.

It's terrible, he just saw the extremely bloody decomposition video with his own eyes, but the devilish woman next to him still whispered in his ear: "Look, if there are no accidents, this will also be yours In the end, you are a rare dragon. You can peel the skin and remove the soft armor first. I heard that it will be a top-grade protective magic weapon. Don't worry that you won't die even if you peel the skin, because my skinning skills are very good. With only one breath left, I can rescue you back."

"Of course you won't miss your meat after peeling the skin. The body is so big. If you cut dozens of catties occasionally, you will be fine. You will only feel a little pain. After cutting the meat, we will feed you the elixir. Guaranteed It’s okay to grow fat and white, I heard that the gluten is also delicious, tough and has a good taste, you can hold the white radish stewed in Lingzhi Garden..."

The voice was low and faint, like whispers from the devil in the dark room, Xi Jiaocheng couldn't bear to imagine those scenes, let alone Qi Yue's cold scalpel on his skin Walking around, as if he would disembowel himself in the next second, skinned and stretched his tendons, he couldn't help screaming.

Horrible, the SSA guys are horrible.

After the intimidation, Xi Jiaocheng's eyes were blank and foaming at the mouth.

My mind is full of various ways to eat my own meat.

Seeing Xi Jiaocheng who was foaming at the mouth, Qi Yue curled her lips, threw the scalpel on the table, lazily took off the surgical gloves in her hand and said, "So careless!"

The assistant next to him was already used to it. He moved forward and moved the frightened Xi Jiaocheng to the cart and pushed him out.

"Uncle Qi, what kind of ward will he be placed in?"

"Give him an independent courtyard...wait a minute, an independent courtyard is too labor-intensive, just arrange a ward in the inpatient building, and just remember to lock him up," Qi Yue reminded after a moment of thought.

Two assistants: ...

Fine!

Xi Jiaocheng was pushed away.

Qi Yue walked out of the laboratory door and noticed Xia Ji and Ji Si standing beside the door. She raised her eyebrows and showed a friendly smile and said to Ji Si: "Are you here to get the medical report?"

Her smile gave people a feeling of spring breeze, and Ji Si was sure again in her heart that the good-looking oriental cultivator in front of her was easy to deceive.

He was completely absorbed in his own thoughts, and he didn't even notice that Xia Ji who was standing next to him saw Qi Yue's smile, and moved a few steps calmly, away from the two of them.

"Yes," Ji Si's tough and handsome face once again showed a naive smile, "I think the medical report should come out."

"I was looking for you, come with me," Qi Yue said with a heavy look on his face.

Seeing this, Ji Si hurriedly asked, "Why is there something wrong with the medical examination report?"

"There is no big problem, but there seems to be an unknown virus in your body. I still need to study it, and then confirm whether I can issue you a temporary residence permit in Guangzhou!"

Ji Si didn't think much about it when he heard it, and it happened that he was not in a hurry to leave here, and it was just what he wanted to stay.

"It's boring for you to stay here all the time. I'll have someone arrange a general knowledge class for you in the human world. You go to study every day," Qi Yue added as if thinking of something.

"Okay, that's troublesome!" Ji Si's eyes lit up a little.

He had noticed before that the route between where he lived and where he was going to study happened to pass by the asylum, and no one would notice if he sneaked in quietly.

Ji Si felt that this was an apocalypse from the heavens, implying that he should work hard to obtain more information for the adults.

Watching the back of the silly big man leaving happily, the corners of Xia Ji's mouth twitched, his eyes fell on Qi Yue beside him and asked: "You arranged the little girl passing by?"

"What are you talking about?" Qi Yue's expression didn't change much, but her dark eyes were full of doubts, and she looked like I couldn't understand.

Outsiders seem to think that this person is a little cute, but Xia Ji knows that this is all an act.

Xia Ji: "It would be a waste not to develop the entertainment industry. Maybe you can take home the best actress trophy like Tushan Yiyue."

"I'm only obsessed with medicine, and I have no other ideas for the time being," Qi Yue said in a flat tone.

"Yes, yes," Xia Ji nodded, "I just heard you wanted to make soup?"

"It's just to scare him." Qi Yue glanced at him sideways, and said in a rare distasteful tone: "His body has a strange formation, and he has taken a lot of messy drugs. It’s not tasty, how can you eat him, the demon meat from the formal trade is not delicious?”

The next day, Keith came to the study room as instructed.

There are not many demons in the classroom. Standing on the podium is an old man with a white beard. The old man glanced at him and said, "All the demons are gone. Let's start class now. First, open the first page of the book. Today we Let’s talk about the 32 words in the socialist core values: prosperity, democracy, civilization..."

The voice of the old man lecturing was flat, without any ups and downs, it was a very good hypnotic voice.

Keith sat very upright at the beginning. He felt that this special administration course must contain huge ideas and conspiracies, so he listened very carefully.

But as time went by, Ji Si gradually felt that her eyelids were as heavy as a thousand pounds, and her head was nodding like a chicken pecking at rice.

"This classmate!" A loud voice made him tremble.

Ji Si woke up in an instant, and Pingdong said to him with a pair of silent reprimanding eyes, "How can you sleep in class? No school!"

"Sorry, I didn't mean to..." Halfway through, Ji Si, who was groggy, reacted and subconsciously reached out to cover his mouth, looking at the old man in front of him hesitantly.

Oops, will he doubt his identity.

"Huh? What are you talking about? Dialect? The teacher told you that you must learn Mandarin well and don't always speak dialect, understand?" Pingdong frowned slightly and said to the students in the classroom in a deep tone.

"Yes, I'm sorry, teacher, I promise to listen carefully to the class!" Seeing that he had no doubts, Keith quickly stood up and said.

"Well, sit down!" Pingdong nodded, picked up the chalk and turned to write on the blackboard.

The moment he turned around, Ji Si secretly rejoiced in his heart: Fortunately, he was not exposed.

Pingdong: Where did this fool come from?
(End of this chapter)