My imagination has come true

Mu Qingyun walked out of the gymnasium in the setting sun.

Mu Changfeng on her left smiled and said, "You still have to eat fish tonight? By the way, you Huijianmen, I remember you live in a remote mountain, why do you like fish so much?"

To the left of her left is Chi Ze.

Chi Ze smiled sullenly, but didn't say anything.

Behind Mu Qingyun on the right, the disciples of Huijianmen who followed said plainly: "This is homework. The young sect master made a request. The disciples have to eat more than two fish every day. It seems that the young sect master was instructed by a divination master. Saying that all members of the sect eat fish can improve the recent bad luck."

Mu Changfeng suddenly couldn't help but laugh.

After Mu Qingyun walked for a while, everyone was almost at the barbecue grill outside the restaurant, so he felt a little strange.

This wave of people in front, back, left, and right includes the Supreme Elder of Huijianmen, the quasi-sword god.

Needless to say, Mu Changfeng from Tianshan has been famous for 20 years. Although he is a casual cultivator, he has beaten the Tianshan Sword Sect for 20 years.

In the past 20 years, the Tianshan Sword Sect on the mountain, which has been passed down for hundreds of years, dared not call itself the number one sword sect in Tianshan.

No matter how small the number of people in Mu Changfeng's Mu family is, but he and his younger brother and sister are three, but because of him, the Mu family is truly the number one sword in Tianshan.

After all, the swordsmen of the Tianshan Sword Sect formed a group to beat him, and they beat him for several years, but they didn't gnaw off this hard bone.

Many thoughts flashed through Mu Qingyun's mind, he blinked, and suddenly thought - Chi Ze beat Mu Changfeng.

In other words, Chi Ze has done what the hundreds of disciples of the Sword Sect have not done for several years.

Seriously, with one enemy against a hundred, who dares to say that Hui Jianmen has lost?
The others are also big names who can be called famous.

In this year's reincarnation competition, if a few dark horses do not suddenly appear, the champion will be decided among these people.

They all have the qualifications to participate in the Grand Contest qualifiers, there is no doubt about it.

Mu Qingyun is a little helpless, what can she communicate with these gangsters?
When he was distracted, he entered the cafeteria. Following the gust of wind blown by the surrounding bosses, Mu Qingyun sat at the tables of the bosses inexplicably, as if he was being coerced.

Mu Qingyun laughed, but he was not embarrassed.

She was always cramped when she was a child. Because of her character of always being awkward and restless when meeting strangers, Teacher Jia even used the method of "fighting poison with fire" against her.

Once it comes, it will be safe, and Mu Qingyun will be safe.

Don't say that these big guys are very friendly, even if someone is fighting in front of her at this time, as long as they don't fight in front of her or kill people around her, she can still do whatever she should do in peace.

The table was quickly filled with food.

All the bosses in the house stopped chatting, and for a while there was only the crisp sound of bowls and chopsticks clashing. Everyone was silently eating, and she didn't speak.

There is no astringency in the shredded bamboo shoots. It looks oily, but it is not greasy at all. It is not too crispy, but it is fresh and fragrant, especially palatable.

Gum!

In an instant, several pairs of chopsticks took away the shredded bamboo shoots.

The shredded bamboo shoots are roasted with meat, and thin pork belly is added in it. The shredded bamboo shoots are full of fat, and a little plum vegetable is used to neutralize the fat. It is really delicious and just right.

Mu Qingyun ate several mouthfuls of rice in a row, and when he raised his eyes, he saw the little juniors from the martial arts hall looking around.

Seeing her at first glance, the junior brother came over with a food box, and brought out twelve kinds of dishes with a smile, and put a river fresh soup in front of Mu Qingyun.

Luckily the table is big enough.

"Little Senior Sister, Senior Sister Chen said, I will save the lotus leaf chicken you cooked for supper."

Mu Qingyun nodded: "Okay."

Turning around, all the bosses in the house stared at Xiaocai in front of her.

Mu Qingyun still has this vision, and hurriedly greeted him: "Several seniors, if you don't mind..."

"What do you call me senior, you call me old, you call me elder brother! You are the host, today we all do as we please."

Before Mu Changfeng could finish his sentence, he picked up one of the ordinary Sixi balls in front of Mu Qingyun with a chopstick.

Others followed suit.

In the blink of an eye, Mu Qingyun's dish, which was five or six times as heavy as an ordinary person's, was left with only one plate.

Fortunately, seniors... Brothers and sisters, they still know how to leave some for the master's house, and they didn't eat it up.

After a meal, the storm gathered.

It was only then that Mu Qingyun realized that the group of people in front of her had to roll her over just to eat her in one bite.

They eat whatever they like.

Especially the recipes and dishes she made for herself in the cafeteria are the favorites of this group of people.

What Mu Changfeng ate was really satisfying.

Chi Ze, who is famous for being honest and quiet, ate eighteen bowls of rice in one go, and ate three large bass and Qingjiang fish weighing five catties in one go.

Mu Qingyun finally doesn't have to worry about others thinking that her appetite is abnormal.

After eating and drinking, Chi Ze let out a sigh of relief: "I thought about the table noodles that Shimei ate in the cafeteria yesterday, and I finally know what it feels like today."

Everyone: "Ahem!"

Mu Qingyun: "..."

After eating, everyone went out slowly to eat, but Mu Qingyun still didn't make it.

Mu Changfeng didn't give her the slightest chance to say goodbye, and the group slipped to the small garden behind the gymnasium, sat in the gazebo, were not polite at all, and continued to eat tea.

Everyone didn't talk about serious matters, so they mentioned at the beginning that there were monsters haunting Yuncheng, but they all expressed their trust in Zhuo Yanfei.

Mu Qingyun wasn't too worried at this time. The collapse of Yuncheng happened three years after Sun Yuzhi, Zhang Rongrong and Zhang Xiuxiu entangled each other.

"It's rare to get together so well, have nothing to do, and have a literary fight?"

While chatting, Long Sheng from Jiangnan Water Village looked around and raised his eyebrows.

Everyone responded well, and quickly sat around together, calling a young disciple to come over and take charge of the lottery.

This group of people obviously often play like this, two groups play in two groups, all kinds of killing moves that are usually embarrassing to use in the game, one after another, laughing and laughing for a while.

"Yue Qingqing, Chi Ze."

Everyone: "Pfft!"

Everyone laughed and came to comfort Mu Qingyun: "Don't worry, Qingqing Shimei, Chi Ze is still relatively gentle."

"It's good to lose. Accumulating more experience in losing will be of great benefit to future practice."

Everyone was giggling, and Mu Qingyun also smiled and nodded, got up and sat in front, facing Chi Ze.

Chi Ze smiled and said, "Senior sister, please first."

Mu Qingyun smiled: "Thank you, brother—Fenglong Tanyue, Tianzong acupoint on the left shoulder."

Chi Ze smiled and said, "Sword in the Lake, block it!"

Mu Qingyun nodded: "Last month, Shangqu!"

Chi Ze: "...chasing the wind, avoiding it!"

A group of bosses who looked relaxed all sat up straight this time, and said blankly: "Is this really a flaw, or is it just a lie?"

But with the seven tricks, Chi Ze admitted defeat honestly, wiped his cold sweat and sat back in his seat. He who was not talkative at first almost didn't become a chatterbox: "It's amazing, it's amazing, young people nowadays are so good!"