Mu Qingyun looked at his senior sister and the senior disciple of the Moon Palace, as if he had seen the embarrassing chat between two rivals in some variety show and desperately trying to save their respect.

Scholer wrote "forgot the word" in his left eye and "annoying" in his right eye.

Her sister wrote "hate" in her left eye and "endlessly" in her right eye.

Mu Qingyun hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Chen Yi with one hand: "Senior sister, I'm sleepy, I'm so tired."

Chen Yi and Si Leqi breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, let's go back."

Chen Yi smiled, "Brother Shi, forgive me, my junior sister is young and still growing, so I will leave first."

"Farewell."

Slerman sighed.

He suddenly realized that the existence of the senior brother was so important.

Without a senior brother, this messy entertainment annoys individuals.

Mu Qingyun and Chen Yi hurriedly walked back, and Chen Yi rolled his eyes unconsciously: "Why is this person in the Moon Palace stupid, doesn't he know, our master and Zhou Bidie of the Moon Palace are mortal enemies who never get along?" You can't pretend not to see it, but you have to chase after you and greet you."

It's from the generation of the ancestors, but it is a world friend.

The ancestor and the ancestor of the Moon Palace are brothers, and they had a breakdown when they were young, but now they have a good relationship, and they often exchange letters.

It's just that the apprentices of the two of them were collected when they collapsed, and for a long time, they fought when they met, and they were not petty fights, and they almost offended each other to death.

When we met, I really didn't know whether to treat it as a world friend or to go to war directly.

"Si Le's sword is powerful enough, hey, poor senior brothers and sisters who participated, don't bump into Si Le, lose to the other party, and be punished by the master again."

As for winning, I don't dare to think about it.

Gossip leisurely, and before he went downstairs, a middle-aged man who looked like a housekeeper hurriedly chased after him, panting and said, "Miss Zhang, Miss Zhang."

The steward smiled all over his face, shook Mu Qingyun to the end, and handed over the silver they had just paid with both hands, "Miss Zhang, the clothes you two are looking at today, even if they are given away by the shop, do you two have anything else you like?"

Mu Qingyun was stunned.

"Please don't shirk, you saved our lady and miss, and the lady was so frightened that she forgot to thank you, which is really rude."

"At this time, Mrs. and Miss are talking in the county government and the magistrate, and they haven't returned yet, and when Mrs. comes back, I will thank you."

Mu Qingyun smiled, generously accepted the kindness of the steward this time, and said with a smile, "This is considered a thank you, but don't say any more thanks."

The steward shook his head repeatedly, "How can this be done?"

It was such a coincidence that the train in the department store was driven by the mother and daughter's house, and Mu Qingyun was quite surprised.

A big man like this is probably more worried about owing a debt to people, and taking something yellow and white can erase the favor, they will definitely not be able to ask for it.

"Very good, I just say yes."

Mu Qingyun casually interrupted the steward's thankful words, made a look, and the two of them left.

I left the mall, didn't take the car, and walked back slowly.

Halfway through, he met an old man who sold roasted sweet potatoes, Chen Yi bought two pieces, peeled them off and cooled them a little and handed them to Mu Qingyun.

It tastes fragrant and glutinous, warms your hands, and is comfortable and tight.

After taking two bites, Mu Qingyun turned his head and glanced behind him.

Chen Yi said, "That's your cousin? The look in the eyes is not right."

Mu Qingyun shrugged: "Who knows!"

In the breeze, Shen Tiantian, who had just suffered a loss, and Miss Shen were dragging the two men who finally appeared with her, crying and wiping their tears.

The guards on the left and right, the maids and servants all gathered around to comfort them.

Zhang Rongrong and a few little girls, since no one has time to take care of them, they are completely ignored, at this time, they are not leaving, they are not leaving, and they are inevitably a little sad in their hearts.

"Since it's all right, take your leave."

Finally, a girl in a green jacket sneered

With a sound, he turned around and left.

She befriended the young lady of the Shen family, just to follow the party and plan a future for herself.

But she was also raised by her parents, so there is no need to let her current self panic for the sake of the future.

Zhang Rongrong also put away a smile on her face, and her eyes fell on Zhang Qingqing, who was walking leisurely not far away.

Just now, the son who kicked Miss Shen's guard as a ball and bullied Miss Shen, and others didn't dare to care, actually politely went to talk to Zhang Qingqing.

The two sides knew each other very well when they saw it.

Why did Zhang Qingqing know such a character?

Later, Miss Shen reported her name several times, and even the name of her uncle, Shen Yu, the richest man in the Ming Kingdom, was said, but the son's beating action did not stop.

Even if you don't want this, the Ming Kingdom is still martial, and a first-class master like this is also courteous to the imperial court, who dares to be disrespectful?

Zhang Rongrong trusted her eyes, she could see clearly just now, that son was a very equal gesture, and then ...... with Zhang Qingqing No, it's definitely not Zhang Qingqing, it's the woman next to her who speaks.

"That's the luck."

Zhang Rongrong has always believed that she has a clear purpose and never envy for indifferent things.

She didn't think Zhang Qingqing had anything to be jealous of.

When I was lucky enough to meet a nobleman, who can go higher in the future depends on my own ability.

Mu Qingyun and Chen Yi ate sweet potatoes and finally returned to the hotel.

This whole day is a long journey by train, and I encounter all kinds of troubles and excitement, I am too tired to do it, so I take a hot bath comfortably, Mu Qingyun dozed off while drying her hair.

A good night's sleep.

On the second day, the sky was bright, and Mu Qingyun got up as usual to go to morning exercise.

Out of the door, through the window overlook, the eaves and arches can not be seen, the beauty of the garden, is even more amazing.

"Of course, it's big, the venue of the Anbangding National Championship is in the hotel, theoretically, we don't have to go anywhere during the competition, just stay in the hotel."

The predecessor of the hotel was the palace of the poor and luxurious Prince Beixu "Xiao Zhengxing".

After the transformation, the scale is huge, there are 18 guest houses before and after, and each courtyard has eight two-story small buildings.

There are 400 rooms in one building.

The total number of contestants who signed up for the competition, as well as the accompanying personnel and the members of the organizing committee, was only 712 people, and even the two buildings were not full.

The backyard of the hotel was rebuilt into the largest in Zhaocheng and one of the top ten in the Ming Kingdom.

It can accommodate thousands of viewers in one go.

Most of the warriors have the habit of morning exercises, and the hotel service staff has drawn signs especially intimately.

Let everyone go to the martial arts arena for morning practice.

Mu Qingyun and Chen Yi were still early, and there were only a few people sitting in the stands, and there were many people practicing in the martial arts arena.

"Cut, no one is willing to show some real effort, and there are people who make ghosts and deliberately fool people."

Having said that, Chen Yi still pulled his junior sister and found his senior brother, and the senior sisters practiced sword dance together.

It's the sword dance.

The sword light bloomed, blooming clusters of dazzling flowers.

The sword dance of the Cloud City Martial Arts Hall is also notoriously excellent - just like Yi shooting nine sunsets, like the emperor of the group of dragons, like thunder to collect anger, and like the river and sea condensing the clear light.

can not only show off, but also will not expose their own moves, compared to other people's martial arts with big road goods, their Yuncheng martial arts hall is definitely the brightest cub in the martial arts arena at the moment.

Several of the judges from the standers laughed.

"This is the child of Xiao Zhuo's family? It's interesting. However, there are no disciples from Baiyunmen participating in the competition this year?"

"Fang Ruofeng, that old boy is holding his breath, he wants to show his face in the big competition, and he looks down on our little event."

The judges smiled and smiled, but they were actually a little anxious.

Although they didn't look good at it, they took it upon themselves to secretly report for a few young Tianjiao, but just now when they saw Mu Luosheng of the Mishima country, they realized that they were too conservative.

Mu Luosheng's killing sword is really powerful, and he knew that he should get a few more masters to suppress the formation.