Xuanyuan Sword revealed a golden light, Murong Qi was forced to show his figure, and was clearly seen by Yan Yi and Tan Bing below, and that pot of flowers had already been planted by Mu Lianyan by the spiritual spring.

"Murong Qi, return my flowers"

Yan Yi screamed and flicked his tail over, and Tan Bing behind him was self-evident.

"The young man plays slowly, the old man leaves"

The old man of the Immortal Wind Dao Bone passed a word to Murong Qi in the air before leaving, and disappeared in place.

was attacked by Yan Yi and Tan Bing together, and Murong Qi's face was so black that he could drip ink.

The three of them fought, this battle was dark, the sun and the moon were gone, Yan Yi and Tan Bing had already started to cultivate, Murong Qi had just become a summoner, and he was still a little white in cultivation, relying on the divine power of the Xuanyuan Sword to support, and he also suffered a lot of dark losses.

Outside Murong City, the three people were entangled with each other, and the fight was inseparable, the surrounding grass and trees were flying, and the smell of being burned, the group that was robbed had already left in the night, lest they lose their lives.

The night faded, a touch of morning light revealed the glow, and the three teenagers who stacked Arhats in the pit could no longer see their original appearance, and their clothes were tattered, as if they had crawled out of a mound of dirt, about an hour.

The three teenagers looked at each other and smiled, punched each other, and fought together again without admitting defeat, this time purely for fun.

Mu Curtain in the space showed a little aunt smile, three outstanding teenagers, the age of flowers and bones, this is what the pride of the sky should look like.

Murong Qi, who looked like a beggar, entered Murong Qi's house with two friends, but was stopped by Murong Sheng.

"Oh, who should I be, it turned out to be the seventh brother of the waste, oh, I forgot, the current seventh brother is not a waste"

"Why is the seventh brother dressed up like this, when he is addicted to beggars, he is still cheap in his bones, and he brought back two beggar brothers to reminisce about the old love"

"I said seventh brother, the threshold of the Murong family is not something that two little beggars can set foot on."

"Beggar, who do you say, Lao Tzu killed you" Yan Yi was scolded as a beggar for the first time, and the anger in his heart suddenly rose, and he knocked Murong Sheng away with a fist.

"This is where I live, Rakukaedein"

When Murong Qi and the three of them came to Luofeng Courtyard, Yan Yi and Tan Bing both showed disgusted expressions, just such a small broken courtyard, and the Murong family was too picky.

The three of them bathed and changed their clothes, and after changing their clothes, there was a knock on the door of Luofeng Courtyard, and the people who came were a little aggressive.

"Murong Qi, you little rabbit cub, it's Sheng'er who hurt me, get out of here"

A middle-aged woman, with her hands crossed on her waist, a bit of a dominatrix posture, dressed in a white gauze skirt, looks nondescript at a glance, very weird.

Murong Qi paused, and the previous bullying came to his heart.

"The tigress that came out of nowhere, it turned out that she beat the small one, and the old one came to settle the account"

"What's the matter, I'm not convinced, if you have the ability, let's fight, what's the matter with shrinking in my mother's arms, I'm not weaned" As soon as Yan Yi spoke, the picture almost developed in the direction of comedy.

"You, how do you talk like this kid, you really don't have a tutor" The middle-aged woman inadvertently lost a lot of momentum under Yan Yi's loud voice.

"I don't need to worry about whether I have a tutor or not, but, to be honest, I don't think your tutor is really good, and it may be a genetic problem"

The middle-aged woman's face was like a faded disc, turning around, and without saying a word, she started directly.

"Little bunny, I can't cure you anymore"

"Slow," a man in a green shirt waved his hand to fend off the woman's attack.

"Fourth Uncle is going to stop me from avenging Sheng'er" The middle-aged woman took Murong Jin's palm in the air, her face turned blue.

"What hatred does he have?"

Murong Jin came to teach his nephew to cultivate this time, I didn't expect to see such a show, Murong Jin came from a side branch, because of his outstanding talent, he was allowed to live in a home, and together with his parents, he has been doing many bullying things under the banner of the Murong family over the years.

"The two beggars brought back by Murong Qi injured my Sheng'er, shouldn't I stand up for Sheng'er?" The middle-aged woman said, Murong Sheng behind her opened her mouth, the two front teeth in the middle were missing, and she looked shrunken at a young age.

Murong Jin frowned slightly, "This is the Four-Rank Yuan Spirit Pill"

The pill bottle fell into the middle-aged woman's hand, and seeing Murong Jin's impatience, the woman left happily with her son.

"Heh, a litter of fools," Yan Yi snorted.

"Fourth Uncle" Murong Qi bowed.

"These two are your friends?" Murong Jin looked at the two young men, one red and one white, and the nobility on his body was unobstructed, if it weren't for the big family, ordinary people would not be able to cultivate such talents.

"Since that's the case, I won't bother, take your friends out for a walk, the expenses will be recorded in the Murong family, if you meet someone who is not long-sighted, just beat it, and the fourth uncle will call the shots for you"

Murong Jin explained, turned around and left.

"Your fourth uncle is impartial and fair"

"I heard that after half a month, the Murong family will hold a family competition, and the winner will get a treasure."

Murong Qi clenched his fists, he knew that every competition in the past was his most embarrassing scene, and everyone around him laughed mercilessly.

"This time, I'll participate"

"It just so happens that we also want to see the style of the first family"

In the next half month, Murong Jin formulated a series of strict cultivation plans for Murong Qi, at first Tan Bing was a little interested, and later it became a training method for three people, and the training tasks became heavier and heavier day by day.

And the result was gratifying, Murong Qi's cultivation broke through and successfully entered the ranks of third-level summoners.

Mu Lian found that two small seedlings grew next to the ice and fire biling flowers planted in the space, growing strongly, and couldn't help but be overjoyed, and after dividing the seedlings, they were planted next to the spiritual spring.

The much-anticipated Murong clan competition officially began, and apart from Murong Jin, no elder in the Murong family knew about Murong Qi's strength.

Yan Yi and Tan Bing sat next to Murong Jin, watching this scene with great interest, of course, there was no shortage of people in the audience, and they also heard a lot of speculation about Murong Qi's strength.

On the first day, two by two, Murong Qi fought against four people all the way, all of whom were younger than him in the same age, and they were promoted without accident.

The next day, after a day of survival of the fittest, the opponents he faced were a little stronger, and most of them were second- and third-level summoners.

It's really a narrow road, and Murong Qi just drew Murong Sheng.

"Murong Qi, you obediently knelt down and kowtowed, and apologized to your grandfather, I will let you go today"

Murong Sheng exchanged a pill for being on the same stage with Murong Qi today, just to wash away the previous shame.

"It's just you, it's not worthy" Murong Qi heard this, a murderous aura emerged, and the sword in his hand was even more murderous.

Murong Sheng's summoned beast was a scorpion, entrenched next to Murong Sheng, its tail swaying in the air, trying to find an opportunity.

"Poisonous scorpion, go" Murong Sheng stared at Murong Qi on the opposite side with a pair of grim eyes, what if you are a descendant, you will not be trampled under my feet by me.

"Lingxiao Sword Technique" Murong Qi carried the sword, the sword moves were chaotic, and the poisonous scorpion could not get close, but was restrained by Murong Qi.

Murong Sheng struck from behind with a treacherous smile, a dagger struck, and Murong Qi kicked Murong Sheng away, also losing control of the poisonous scorpion.

The teeth that had just been repaired were hit hard again, this time on the hard stone surface, a mouthful of teeth fell out cleanly, in the audience, Murong Yue frowned, disgust and disgust flashed in his eyes, Murong Sheng was seen by Murong Yue's eyes The sky collapsed, and his worst appearance was seen by the goddess, and he was ashamed and indignant for a while.

Mu Curtain in the space didn't miss the resentment in Murong Sheng's eyes, everyone watched, Murong Qi couldn't kill him directly, thinking that she had stepped on some mushrooms that could create illusions, grinded them dry and sifted them into powder, and left some.

"Xiaoqi, use this"

Murong Qi threw the medicinal powder in the air, which happened to be inhaled a lot by Murong Sheng, Xuanyuan Jian flew into the air with Murong Qi, only to see Murong Sheng holding a dagger originally to kill Murong Qi, but Murong Qi dodged it, and a dagger pierced the eyes of the poisonous scorpion.

"Ahh

Murong Sheng's miserable roar came, there was a special connection between the summoned beast and the summoner, if the summoned beast was injured, the summoner would receive some backlash, and if the summoned beast was injured by the summoner, the backlash would increase tenfold.

Murong Sheng, who fainted, was carried down, Murong Qi won this game, and in the next game, because the opponent was injured, Murong Qi easily won.

On the third day, which is also the final competition of this competition, Murong Yue, Murong Xu, Murong Qi, Murong Yun, the three strongest members of the generation of the Murong family.

After a round of lottery, Murong Qi drew Murong Yun, his summoned beast happened to be a fox, and in the training with Yan Yi, Murong Qi was familiar with the various moves and weaknesses of the fox, and ended the competition as quickly as possible.

The other party is playing fairy-like, dancing Teng Yunfei, a combination of handsome men and beautiful women, if it weren't for the blood relationship between the two, they would all think that a pair of young people have a long-lasting affection for each other and promise each other for life.

"Sprinkle some flowers, go directly to the church and get married," Mu Lian muttered to himself in the space.

Murong Yue, as the much-loved little fairy of the Murong family, a little girl about ten years old, her favorite clothes, accessories, everything is fairy pink, white, even the opponent's moves are mainly good-looking, on the other hand, the one opposite, flying up and down, not much like a formal martial arts competition, just cares about hiding, a feeling that the big brother lets the little sister, across the screen, Mu Lian can see the breath of the slowly pet sister, why doesn't she have such a brother.

When she was an hour, the little fairy of the Murong family automatically admitted defeat when she was tired, and the eldest brother Murong Xu won.

In the second game, Murong Qi and Murong Xu, Xuanyuan Sword played against the Siberian Tigers.

Murong Xu, who is the fifth level of the summoner, has a natural level suppression for Murong Qi who is the third level, but how can the ancient divine sword of Xuanyuan Sword be a small Siberian tiger that can compete with, the Siberian tiger was almost shaved by Xuanyuan Sword, and on the other side, Murong Qi followed Murong Xu's palm after palm with his bare hands.