My imagination has come true

Chapter 113 Fierce
The martial arts competition ended in a hurry.

Originally, a five-day race schedule was arranged, but this time it was good, and it was over in three days!
"Wang Siyi and the others were so scared, the opening ceremony ended hastily, and the closing ceremony didn't happen at all!"

Si Yan nursed Yun Duo'er and Zhao Xiang into the rickshaw, looked back at the stadium, and said with a smile, "It's still too little experience, and the ability to bear it is too poor, puff, but, isn't that kid called Wang Qi? I remember him." .”

Mu Qingyun smiled.

I always feel that Wang Qi's trip seems to be not too bad.

Although Mu Qingyun didn't participate in the final competition, he was sent off with one move, but he became famous!
How hard is it to be famous these days?
Yun Duo'er was holding the handrail of the rickshaw, frowning slightly, thoughtful.

While Su Hang was talking to the rickshaw driver, Mu Qingyun smiled at Yun Duo'er, "Little Yun Duo, the Tang family's fish and dragon dramas are ever-changing, and flying flowers and falling leaves can be used as weapons. It is a very sublime martial art."

"Unexpectedly, there was a feat of breaking into the small realm and crossing the border."

"When we meet in the future, we must not be negligent."

After Mu Qingyun fooled the little girl, he was a little bit worried that the little girl would not understand clearly and would suffer.

Yun Duo'er blushed and whispered: "I know."

She is naive, but not stupid.

Yun Duo'er was just released from her home in June this year. Before that, the farthest place she had been to was her grandparents' house.

Since she was a child, she has been learning to read at home, practicing martial arts with her parents, and the way to obtain information is only leaked by senior brothers, senior sisters, and parents when chatting together.

The first time I came out to walk the rivers and lakes was the 'Anbang Dingguo Competition'.

Before the competition, she did her homework quite seriously.

Everyone said that in the Anbang Dingguo Tournament, everyone played casually, so there was no need to worry.

In the end, she tried all her strength and failed to win——ooohoo!

Then when it came to the youth martial arts competition, everyone still said the same thing.

It is said that this is a relatively entertaining event, and the players generally play casually, it is nothing important.

Yun Duo'er put the two 'play at random' together, and naturally formed an impression in her mind - this competition is equivalent to the Anbangding National Competition!
She can't blame her for such a misunderstanding.

But after watching the three-day competition in one breath, Yun Duo'er sighed with a puffy face in a daze: "It's really insightful!"

It turns out that you have to turn a corner and listen to what the adults say.

Mu Qingyun and Yun Duo'er whispered for a while, the rickshaw driver waited until sweat dripped from his forehead, and then they separated, and Mu Qingyun got into the car with Su Hang.

After this farewell, Yun Duo'er really wants to go back to Jiangnan.

Mu Qingyun smiled, and suppressed a trace of parting sorrow in his heart: "Xiao Yunduo's marksmanship is very good, but you have to practice hard, and don't give up in this life."

"must."

Yun Duo'er, wrapped in the autumn wind, left Yuncheng.

But life is still the same.

As if in a blink of an eye, the summer heat dissipated completely, the north wind blew up in the sky, and the cold air began to seep out from the cracks in the ground.

This day, Mu Qingyun brought a plate of steaming big meat buns from the kitchen, and when he came out, he saw people crowded at the gate.

The door master stood in front of the door, with dozens of disciples lining up behind him.

"You guys still have the nerve to come here, just pop up a kid at random, and provoke him as soon as you open your mouth."

"What is the surname Gao doing? What? Seeing my Qingqing's good temper, she just kicked her nose and face? Her master is not dead, and the senior brothers and sisters are also here!"

Zhuo Yanfei stood at the entrance of the martial arts hall, with an aura so high that he sprayed senior Gao Changhe's first and second disciples so that they didn't even dare to lift their heads.

Chen Yi approached from behind, put her arms around Mu Qingyun's neck, reached out to eat the meat buns, and muttered vaguely while eating: "You told Master Zhuo that you were telling him about the martial arts competition as a joke. "

"The master of the sect was furious, Su Hang was scolded a few times, hehe, this time the senior got blood for the first time!"

Mu Qingyun was helpless.

It can only be said that after all, she lives in a different era, and she doesn't think it is a shame to be challenged by that boy named Wang Qi during the competition.

Not to mention that Gao Changhe, senior Gao, and the competition committee should be responsible for this matter.

But in Zhuo Yanfei's eyes, this is bullying his own disciples!
Not long after, Mu Qingyun received a new sword.

Forged by a famous master, the sword body is like autumn water, named "Xiangqiu", it is full of weight, but it is just right for her.

Mu Qingyun liked it very much.

That's why Zhuo Yanfei didn't continue to mutter overtly and secretly - that guy Gao Changhe is so ignorant!

Master Zhuo's temper is getting bigger and bigger, sometimes it's really overwhelming.

Mu Qingyun was naturally very moved.

Recently, everyone in the martial arts gym has been helping their senior brothers prepare for the reincarnation match. They are so busy that their eyes are darkened, but they still meticulously "ventilate" for her, which is really rare.

However, most of the instructors' minds were on the elder brother. Mu Qingyun and his group of newcomers lived a happy and carefree life.

For several days, Mu Qingyun followed Chen Yi, and several senior sisters ran around playing every day.

What everyone likes the most is to go to several big mountains around Yuncheng to climb to the top, which is euphemistically called to cultivate courage and practice lightness kung fu.

Yuncheng is surrounded by mountains, and there are seas of clouds everywhere in the mountains. The scenery is beautiful, and if you go deep into it, you can forget all your troubles.

There are not many flowers on the mountain, but the forest is lush.

Chen Yi and Mu Qingyun walked side by side along the mountain climbing road. Both of them had good internal strength and lightness kung fu. Along the way, their steps were light and ethereal.

Looking up, it is golden red.

Mu Qingyun only felt that since coming here, all the mundane things that lingered in his mind, whether it was disasters or the bad things about the Zhang family, all disappeared.

Just when a gust of wind blew by and a rain of fallen leaves fell, Mu Qingyun couldn't help laughing and said: "Looking at the mountains and seas in late autumn is a bit more spacious than summer."

Just as he was laughing, he suddenly saw a small red beast jumping out of the forest. Mu Qingyun took a closer look and found that it was a little fox.

And it's cute and pretty.

He is not big in stature, and his whole body is fiery red, except for a tuft of white hair on the top of his head, which is very distinctive.

There are many foxes in the mountains, but such beautiful ones are rare.

Chen Yi smiled, and flew a stone over, the little fox fainted at the sound, she stepped forward, lifted it up and compared it to Mu Qingyun's neck.

"It just happens to be able to make a scarf for Qingqing. If it is tanned well, the leather can be stretched a lot."

Mu Qingyun smiled: "Someone is chasing after it."

Chen Yi raised her eyebrows: "It doesn't matter, the little thing has neither a tag nor a name written on it's neck, and it hasn't even scratched a hair. If we catch it, it's ours."

"Today, it's lucky to be our Qingqing's scarf!"

Mu Qingyun blinked, and didn't want to spoil Senior Sister Chen's good spirits. She adjusted her standing posture and let her make gestures.

But after a while, there was a sound of hurried footsteps in the jungle to the east.

Chen Yi clicked her tongue and said in a low voice, "Here comes the troublemaker."

Mu Qingyun also laughed: It's like the plot of a TV series.

Thinking about what she is going through now, it seems that it was originally a derivative world of the script.

She was ready, and turned her head lightly—the footsteps in the forest suddenly became chaotic, and then stopped abruptly.

It seemed that someone leaned out, but swished, and then retracted.

Mu Qingyun: "..."

Chen Yi was also surprised, and slowly restrained the fierce look on her face.

Although she did not intend to 'return' the foxes to those who chased them, but they shouldn't be so vicious that people should run away.

(End of this chapter)