As usual, everyone came to the martial arts hall after lunch and waited.

Saying goodbye to Long Jingtian, everyone found a seat in the audience and sat down.

"Tsk, it's a completely different feeling than it looks on the court. Mo Fan looked around at the heads of people around him, thinking to himself, the monks here should account for more than half of all the monks, right?

"Mo Qianqiu?" a girl asked tentatively.

"Huh, are you?" Mo Fan glanced at this girl, wearing a light pink dress, her long black hair was tied into a princess, and she looked very soft and cute, she secretly glanced at Mo Fan, and then quickly looked away.

When the girl saw Mo Fan turn her head, she couldn't help but be a little surprised, "It's really you, can you sign for me?"

She said, with an extra pen and notebook in her hand.

"This ......" Mo Fan hesitated, then agreed.

I didn't expect to have beautiful fans!

Fortunately, his calligraphy is not bad, he took the pen and notebook, and wrote three words on Mo Fan's dragon and phoenix: Mo Qianqiu.

"Take it. Mo Fan returned the item to the other party and smiled kindly.

"Thank you, Moshen!" The soft cute girl took a look at it and thanked her excitedly.

"Mo Shen?" Mo Fan raised his eyebrows and looked at each other suspiciously.

"Yes!" the soft cute girl seemed to show off, "You are the strongest monk of our generation, that is, our goal, idol, for this reason, many sisters have also established the Moshen Support Fan Association, your nickname is Moshen!"

Mo Fan: "......"

I feel like a good secondary two title, but I like it!

"By the way, my name is Su Qianyu, the deputy head of the Moshen support fan group!"

Su Qianyu said with a sweet smile.

"Mo Qianqiu, it's a pleasure to meet you. Mo Fan also knew the etiquette to ask for, and exchanged names with the other party.

Qian Yuxi watched the two talk happily, pursed her lips and turned her head to look at the martial arts field, without saying a word.

Seeing this, Narcissus on the side had an idea, and shouted at Mo Fan: "Brother-in-law, aren't you happy to see Sister Yuxi?"

Mo Fan: "......"

suffered, why didn't I pay attention to Yu Xi's expression just now.

Su Qianyu paused for a moment, and then said apologetically to the short-haired and long-legged girl beside Mo Fan: "I'm sorry! Mrs. Moshen, I only have reverence for Moshen, don't get me wrong." ”

Qian Yuxi: "......"

Her pretty face flushed, she felt that her whole body was hot, and she lowered her head and said nothing.

Su Qianyu playfully said to Mo Fan: "Mo Shen, do you know, my sisters all want to be your Taoist couple, and now it seems that there is no play, I will go back and tell them!

With that, she hurried away.

Mo Fan: "......"

Everyone's attention began to turn to Mo Fan and Qian Yuxi.

Mo Fan coughed lightly twice and said, "Let's still watch the dragon fight the game, aren't you just a fan?" ”

"We really don't care about the fans. Jian Changkong smiled, "What we're concerned about now is family matters." ”

Mo Fan, Qian Yuxi: "......"

"If you talk nonsense, beware of me hitting you!" Mo Fan raised his fist.

"Cut, who are you scaring about?" Jian Changkong continued to play cheaply: "There are security guards from the neighborhood committee watching here, as long as there is a fight and a fight, they will immediately be surrounded and invited to drink tea, Moshen, come?"

Mo Fan: "......"

He lowered his fist and silently operated the Qi Technique.

Jian Changkong felt that the air around him was getting thinner and thinner, as if he had been hooded, and in just a few seconds, the environment of his head had become a vacuum.

"How do you feel?" Mo Fan asked with a squint.

Jian Changkong held his breath and raised his middle finger at Mo Fan.

Mo Fan smiled: "The internal circulation breathing method can last for twenty minutes at most without the slightest preparation, I see what you can do." ”

Sword Sky: "......"

He got up decisively, took his mobile phone and typed a sentence, and said through the voice assistant: "I can't afford to provoke and hide? Go back to the sect and take a look, hum!

With that, Jian Changkong put away his phone and turned to leave.

"Walk slowly, don't send it!" Mo Fan said leisurely.

Everyone watched Jian Changkong walk away, and Qian Yuxi said to Mo Fan: "Won't this be too much?" ”

"No!" Mo Fan replied: "That kid won't take this kind of thing to heart, he has a big heart!"

"That'll do. Qian Yuxi nodded and didn't say anything more.

Everyone instantly fell into the embarrassment of silence.

"What, Senior Dragon, can you introduce us to the Dragon?" Mo Fan said.

Uncle Long nodded, did not refuse, he hugged his arms and began to say: "Xiaolong's mother died when he was five years old, and after that, his personality changed from lively and active to taciturn, he used to have no patience for cultivation, but now he regards cultivation as the ultimate part of life. ”

The people did not speak, but continued to listen to him.

Uncle Long continued: "I saw that he had changed so much, so I took him to start the days of running around, and it can be regarded as a little communication with the outside world. ”

"During this period, he studied the exercises, cultivated the physical arts, and went to the four secret realms from time to time, and his strength was definitely even more powerful than what you have ever seen. ”

"Anything better?"

Uncle Long glanced at Mo Fan, and then said, "If you don't have that no-dead angle defense, maybe the victory or defeat is not certain!"

Mo Fan: "......"

Senior, why can't you use good things?

Uncle Long also understood, and he continued: "Xiaolong lost on the equipment, alas, even in the cultivation realm, he still has the identity of the rich second generation." ”

Mo Fan: "......"

"Seniors, don't bring such hatred of the rich. ”

"I'm revenge, what's wrong?" Senior Long said in a tone that was afraid of whom: "It's good that you eat at my house, and I didn't give you a price increase." ”

Mo Fan: "......"

Yes, the craft lives on others, and you can't afford it.

Although Mo Fan had the means to deal with Jian Changkong, he had no power to fight back against Uncle Long, who was in charge.

Seeing that Mo Fan was deflated, Qian Yuxi covered her mouth and laughed softly.

"Brother, if you're not so foodie, maybe you can be tough for a while. Xiao Qi said with a smile.

Mo Fan: "......"

He even saw that Narcissus, an outsider, was also secretly laughing, and couldn't help but snort and said, "That's because you don't understand! I'm a demonic genius who can cultivate by eating!"

"Eating and cultivating?"

Everyone stopped laughing and looked at Mo Fan one after another.

Seeing that everyone was no longer laughing, Mo Fan smiled, raised his head and said, "That's right, as you heard, I can cultivate by eating!"

"Impossible!" Senior Long said: "Even if the Immortal Chef delicacies are effective, if you want to reach the level of cultivation, you need to have an eight-grade Immortal Chef and the best ingredients to make it possible." ”

(End of chapter)