Jiao Xi didn't agree with it at first, but still wanted to persuade her.

But when I went back to discuss, I followed Mu Qingyun's wishes.

Despite their persuasion, she is unlikely to change.

Unlike others, there is a system, she knows her own situation best, and of course she also needs guidance in martial arts, but others are not as intuitive as her.

Time passed day by day.

Mu Qingyun practiced martial arts step by step, and gradually integrated into the atmosphere of the Cloud City Martial Arts Hall.

On this day, Mu Qingyun came out of the martial arts arena and just wanted to go home, but yesterday Doctor Liu went to see Yue Ling, saying that his health had improved a lot and he wanted to adjust the prescription.

She still has to grab medicine for Yue Ling.

After walking a few steps, Chen Yi caught up closely, crying and laughing: "Qingqing, don't run around, we have to take a car to Zhaocheng today."

Mu Qingyun was stunned for a moment, and suddenly said, "Are you going now? Isn't it the day after tomorrow?"

The day after tomorrow, it is the day of the opening of this year's "Anbang Dingguo" competition, and the disciples of the Cloud City Martial Arts Hall will also go to Zhaocheng with the team to participate.

The martial arts halls in those big cities all use such semi-entertainment events to practice their hands, and usually send seven or eight more idle disciples to hang around, which can be regarded as giving face to the imperial court.

The Yuncheng Martial Arts Hall is different, it is a small place, the disciples are poor, and they are serious about making money.

And they also have a rare opportunity to see the world's masters, even if the masters have the ambition to work together, they must not work too hard in such an event, but sometimes they can bring great inspiration to people with one move, even a few words.

Every year, except for the senior brother in the martial arts hall, who has no time to prepare for the reincarnation competition, the other disciples who have entered the door have to go.

Jiao Xi also named Mu Qingyun's name.

For this reason, several senior sisters sighed.

"We've been here for three years, and we're still at the level where we can't let them out to meet people, so as not to lose face."

"Qingqing has been here for two months, and he can already make the door master name him, he must take it out to show off, people and people, it's really different."

Mu Qingyun: "......"

Talking about jokes, the atmosphere of the martial arts hall is good, and most of the senior brothers and sisters have a right heart, and they didn't even listen to the sour words of jealousy.

Mu Qingyun even felt that they were more innocent than students.

It can be seen that the instructors of this Cloud City Martial Arts Hall have really put their hearts into their own martial arts hall into an iron wall, so that all the disciples can practice martial arts with peace of mind.

"Just got an urgent notice, two days early."

Chen Yi pulled Mu Qingyun and went to join the large army.

"We have to go to the department store earlier.

The organizer of the "Anbang Dingguo" competition is the official martial arts hall in various places, Shen Yu, the richest man in the Ming Kingdom, and many large domestic businesses have invested, which can be described as rich.

Before the competition, it is inevitable to hold various dance parties and social activities, so before going, the men must dress up Zhouzheng, and the women must buy a few new clothes.

Mu Qingyun had no choice, so he asked Uncle Li to send a letter to Yue Ling, and he also had to inform Doctor Liu.

In a hurry, without even preparing their luggage, a group of children were taught to drive to the train station like ducks.

Today's Ming Kingdom has just rescued science and technology from the disaster relics a little bit, and all kinds of waste are waiting to be rebuilt, and the means of transportation are mainly mules and horses.

The train is there, only commonly used by the common people, and it is very different from later generations, the iron sheet is brushed with a layer of dusty paint, and coal is burned, which is very simple.

....Fortunately, the martial arts hall was quite willing to spend money on the disciples, and chose the first-class carriage.

Mu Qingyun took a look at it, it was actually more spacious and gorgeous than the train carriages of later generations, and even the bathroom was equipped with a vanity mirror.

The seat is very soft, and the whole body sinks into the cushion when you sit down, like sitting on the clouds, fluttering like a fairy.

Chen Yi frowned and said in a low voice, "It's a little wrong."

The leader of the team was not Huang Jiaoxi.

It was their master Zhuo Yanfei.

"Lord Zhuo's retreat shouldn't be over yet."

Chen Yi was very puzzled, but a stable national competition, where can he use labor

Host?

In previous years, I didn't even use Huang Jiaoxi.

This year is the year when Huang Jiaoxi wants to retire and recuperate, so he simply sent him on such a mission to even take a business trip to play.

Over the years, the Anbangding National Tournament has played very well.

It is very good-looking that it means that it is very artistic conception of Guotai and Min'an, and the masters show it to their heart's content, you win this year, I win next year, everyone has a bonus, and everyone shares the profits.

The level of tension is about the same as none.

Mu Qingyun yawned, his whole body sank into the warm and comfortable backrest, and said perfunctorily, "It's none of our business, we just play the game."

After saying that, he closed his eyes, wrapped the blanket around his body, and fell asleep.

As soon as he closed his eyes, Mu Qingyun opened them again, frowned and listened for a long time, then stood up and walked quickly towards the box in the middle.

In addition to these seats, there are several VIP boxes in the first class.

The decoration is more luxurious than the hotel room, and the people who live there are of course either rich or expensive, and it is impossible for the general people with little money to be willing to live.

"Qingqing?"

Chen Yi was startled, and after shouting, Mu Qingyun had already arrived at the door of a soft box and pulled the door open.

In an instant, four people suddenly appeared on the left and right, blocking the door in an instant, and their eyes were calm.

"Who!"

The people in the box were also vigilant at once.

Chen Yi hurriedly shouted, "Qingqing, what's wrong? Don't get me wrong, we're from the Cloud City Martial Arts Hall, and she's my junior sister."

The few people blocking the door squinted and didn't speak, if they hadn't seen the embroidery on Mu Qingyun's collar in the Cloud City Martial Arts Hall, they would definitely have dismantled the "dangerous person" as soon as possible.

Mu Qingyun quickly said, "The piano sounds wrong, there are sharp objects hidden in the piano keys."

Several people were stunned.

Behind the screen of the box, a mother and daughter came out, the mother was in her thirties and the daughter was fifteen and fifteen, with beautiful appearance and dignified manners.

As soon as she came out, her mother waved her hand and asked the nervous guard to take a step back and said, "This young lady, please come in."

"Disrespectful."

Mu Qingyun walked in without hesitation, ignoring the urgent staring eyes of the guards, bypassed the screen, walked to the piano in front of the window, and squatted down to examine it carefully.

"Madame, Mademoiselle, please stand against the wall." br>

She said this categorically, and the mother and daughter subconsciously gave way very obediently, and without waiting for them to react, Mu Qingyun turned sideways and struck a key heavily with the hilt of his sword.

In an instant, a large tuft of thin needles like cow hair flew out.

Mu Qingyun turned his head to avoid it, and the thin needles were nailed to the screen.

Several of the guards ascended to heaven in fright.

The mother and daughter were also shocked, and when the mother hurriedly hugged her daughter, she didn't even dare to stay in this box, and hurriedly went out, only to look at Mu Qingyun gratefully: "If it weren't for this young lady, my Yanyan wouldn't know what would have happened!"

Mu Qingyun smiled, "It's just a gesture."

Seeing that these two and the guards were all shocked, but there were not too many doubts in their expressions, probably there were suspicions about the target, Mu Qingyun didn't have much to do, turned down their invitation, and turned around to join Chen Yi.

Chen Yi and several senior brothers, senior sisters watched this lively scene, and they were all a little helpless, but they still had to praise that they were all people who practiced martial arts, and it was right to be chivalrous.

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Snow Days