On the afternoon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Shen Qing'er went home.

The moment my mother opened the door, she said angrily, "I still know how to go home." ”

Listening to the sneering tone, Shen Qing'er didn't say anything more, just called "Mom", then took out a few thousand yuan in cash from her bag and put it on the table.

"It's this month."

She said lightly.

Seeing that there was money, my mother didn't say anything more.

Shen Qing'er sat down on the sofa, and after chatting briefly with her father and sister, she had nothing to do at home, so she played with her mobile phone.

After dinner, she lingered for a while, and then left on the pretext that something had happened, and her mother did not keep her.

Moreover, she didn't ask her if she was doing well or eating well.

Shen Qing'er, who was walking on the street, looked cold, and seemed to have long been accustomed to all this.

Today is the fifteenth, and the autumn breeze rises at night, making people feel the coolness of autumn.

Shen Qing'er, who returned to the rental house, took a shower and lay on the bed.

She pondered about staying in the world of cultivating immortals.

Then she will have a completely different life from the one she has now.

Even though there were unknown dangers there and she felt the pain of the battle, she also wanted to go there and start a life that was truly her own.

Autumn is a good season for a good harvest.

It is also because it is the harvest season that the places sheltered by Tianjimen have sent representatives to bring grain, vegetables and fruits to them.

Of course, there is also meat and eggs.

Mu Kuxin naturally accepted it happily.

Therefore, when it was time to eat tonight, Mu painstakingly ordered the kitchen to cook a few more dishes.

Seeing tonight's rich dinner, Shen Qing'er's eyes lit up, "You also have the Mid-Autumn Festival here?" ”

Today, though, it's seventeen.

Qingying shook his head, "What Mid-Autumn Festival?" ”

Seeing that Qingying didn't understand, Shen Qing'er asked, "Then why are there so many dishes today?" ”

She wanted to eat it right away. But the master hasn't announced the meal yet, and everyone hasn't moved the chopsticks yet, so she naturally can't move.

"When the people have a good harvest, they will supply us."

"Oh......"

Shen Qing'er no longer paid attention to Qingying, and her eyes stared directly at the rich dishes.

"Eat!"

As soon as Mu Kuxin's words fell, the disciples couldn't wait to eat.

This meal, everyone had a good meal.

In the blink of an eye, on the first day of September, it was the day of the Tianjimen test.

Shen Qing'er was still the first to go up to test.

When the psychic bead lit up, the disciples all looked towards the glowing bead, only to hear Mu painstakingly announce: "Shen Qing'er, enter the fourth layer of the spiritual realm." ”

At the end, he smiled at Shen Qing'er again and added, "Very good." ”

Liuzheng looked at Mu Painsin and praised Shen Qing'er for just entering the fourth layer of the Spirit Realm, and when he looked at her, his eyes became disgusted and disgusted.

Shen Qing'er muttered in her heart: I don't seem to have offended him, right?

If it was someone else, Shen Qing'er would have greeted his mother in her heart. It can be seen that she has seen the ruthlessness of the flow robbery, and she does not dare to slack off on the flow robbery.

After all, she is now a low-level disciple in the Tianji Sect, and if she accidentally provokes Liujiao to get angry, he casually throws a double-headed blade at her, and her life will not be guaranteed!

She walked nervously to her seat, and even though many of her disciples looked at her in surprise and admiration, she was not proud.

When she returned to her seat, Mu painstakingly called Qingyi's name.

Mu Ku looked at this child on the third layer of the spiritual realm with a trace of expectation.

But when the results came out, he was still disappointed.