Chapter 86: The Future Is Promising

Bright light from the orange sconce, the waiter pushed open the heavy door of the private room and presented a whole plate of freshly baked barbecue skewers to a large round table.

The light-colored cold beer was still exploding cold bubbles, Yu Yaya held the handle of the cup and took a big sip, her cheeks were crimson when she drank it, she leaned over, and easily clasped Qian Yuelong in the crook of her arm, the smell of alcohol mixed with the gluttonous aroma of barbecue rushed into her nose, hooked people's necks and said:

"Yuelong, do you want to try beer? The cold beer here is super delicious, and it is brewed with a special family tradition. ”

Qian Yuelong, who was forced to experience the sweet pain of oppression, almost shook her head into a rattle: "No, Sister Yaya, I'm a sweet party, and I prefer to drink milk tea." ”

"Yuelong, you can't do this, you're a big child, why do you still like to drink milk tea?" Yu Yaya looked at Qian Yuelong, who had deftly escaped from the crook of her arm, and pouted.

Mu Yi took a bite of the veal skewer and said lazily: "Yaya, are you drunk, Yuelong was originally a child." It is correct that small children should not touch alcohol. ”

Yu Yaya, who was blushing and stiff-mouthed, raised her head and retorted to him confidently: "Nonsense! Drinking is to be cultivated from an early age! Look at me, I've been drunk since I was a child, and now I'm less drunk! ”

Mu Yi paused invisibly, unveiled the topic casually, looked at Qian Yuelong next to Helan Shu, and said, "Yuelong, are you going to participate in the Soul Fighting Tournament tomorrow?" If not, I'll make an appointment with you first. ”

Qian Yuelong, who had just sat down, paused, the curvature of the corners of her lips narrowed a little, and said in a slightly small voice: "That may not work." ”

"Huh?" Mu Yi was stunned for a moment, and the others also looked at Qian Yuelong, even Yu Yaya, who kept talking non-stop, quieted down, staring at Qian Yuelong with a pair of eyes, her cheeks were crimson when she was obviously drinking, and she was also drunk when she spoke, but at this time, her eyes were with a touch of sober sharpness. It's hard to tell if she's drunk or not.

"When I came back this time, I actually said goodbye to everyone." Qian Yuelong put down her milk tea and raised her eyes, her light purple eyes were calm, and there was not much sadness, as if she was talking about a very ordinary trivial matter.

Wen Xing's eyes flashed darkly, and he asked as if he was inadvertent: "Is it that your training task in the Martial Soul Arena has been completed?" Ready to shift positions? ”

"Well, not exactly. I didn't actually complete the teaching task assigned to me by the teacher, but there was an accident on the way, so I 'graduated' from the martial arts arena ahead of schedule. Qian Yuelong smiled calmly.

Hearing this, Gray sighed: "I didn't expect that after Brother Guan, the second 'graduate' would be Yuelong you." By the way, will you also go to the knight camp of the Wuhun Hall next? ”

The Martial Fighting Soul Arena opened by the Martial Soul Hall is a large-scale Gu cultivation recruitment ground, but it is generally a healthy competition screening, because the people who come to the Martial Soul Arena are all people who are determined to join the Martial Soul Palace.

The Martial Soul Arena is a place where people are initially screened, and after reaching the Soul Sect, they will officially join the Martial Soul Palace, become a member of the Martial Soul Palace, and voluntarily decide whether to continue their studies or choose to go to other Martial Soul Branch Halls or Martial Soul Sub-halls to be a public official.

Qian Yuelong thought for a while and said, "Probably not, I may go to the Martial Spirit Palace's Senior Academy District to study." ”

Gray was stunned and patted his head: "Look at me!" Forget that you are not yet ten years old, and when you reach the age of ten, you can enter the Advanced Soul Master Academy to study. Harm, those of us who are over eighteen are no longer old enough to go to school. ”

Helan Shu glanced at the taciturn Shen He and said, "When Xiaohe came to the Martial Arts Arena, he was only in his early 14s, but he is also over 18 this year, so he can't go to the academy." ”

Shen He, who had just come of age this year, paused, looked away, and said lightly: "I'm not interested in college life, I just want to improve myself, and it's the same in the martial arts arena." "What's more, if you go to the Soul Master Academy to study, someone like him with mediocre qualifications still has to pay money every year.

Even if the Wuhun Hall has a soul master subsidy and a poverty subsidy, it will also cost a lot of soul coins.

Shen He, who was living in poverty, said that there was no need to go to the Soul Master Academy.

Qian Yuelong smiled, "It's okay, anyway, everyone will be in the Martial Spirit Hall in the future." I'm looking forward to seeing you all of the elite Templars of the Soul Hall in the future, or if you can be promoted to an instructor or work together. ”

As soon as these words came out, the sadness of being separated in the private room dissipated a lot.

That's right, I almost forgot, everyone will be a member of the Wuhun Hall in the future, and they will definitely meet again, and it's not from now on, it's hard to meet again.

The atmosphere warmed up, and everyone should eat and drink, and it was not dispersed until the evening.

Before leaving, Qian Yuelong stood at the fork of the street, waved to everyone in the black chess team and smiled:

"Then, brothers and sisters, in the future, we will see you in the Martial Spirit Palace!"

"See you in the Martial Spirit Palace!"

Everyone in the black chess team also waved goodbye to Qian Yuelong, promising a promising future.

She stood under the dimly lit street lamp, watching the people of the black chess team help each other out, the smile on her face subsided a little, turned her back to the remote alley, swept away with her spiritual power as the center, and said lightly: "Come out." ”

"Woo Woo β€”β€”!"

The dark soul guards who had changed into black all over their bodies flashed out and fell neatly behind Qian Yuelong's spacious back, standing in three rows, led by Yun Yi and Fang Yi, kneeling on one knee on the slightly wet ground, bowing their arrogant heads to Qian Yuelong.

"Miss."

Qian Yuelong said succinctly: "Check which knight training camp of the Martial Soul Hall where Guan Feng, a newcomer from the Soul Fighting Soul Arena who went out from the Martial Soul Arena in Luge Town, went to the Martial Soul Palace, and send someone to summon the message and tell the person in charge of the Martial Soul Arena that from now on, let him write me a schedule observation report of the black chess team every five days." The potential of this team is very good, and I like them. ”

As for why he didn't check which branch of the temple Guan Feng went to work as a public official?

Qian Yuelong is sure that with Guan Feng's character, he will never be willing to stop here, he must want to go to a place where stronger soul masters gather to experience and improve himself.

In nearly a year of getting along, she can see that every member of the black chess team has their own story.

They didn't tell their stories, and she wouldn't delve into them, because she saw the way they treated her.

Now that it's within the power, it's okay to take special care of your own people.

Holy Maiden, what's wrong with wanting to show favoritism?

Fang Yi and they had no objection.

As long as Qian Yuelong doesn't take risks or get involved in dangerous things with herself.

The moon hangs high.

Qian Yuelong looked at the empty alley behind them, and the faces of the members of the black chess team flashed in front of her eyes one by one.

She chuckled and began to look forward to the future of their work together.

β€”β€”Digressionβ€”β€”

Hmm, Shen He looks at Yuelong is looking at his sister's feelings, if he really has any other feelings. Shen He is young but an adult anyway, Yuelong is only seven years old!

Young man, your thoughts are very punishing (fingering)