My imagination has come true

Yun Duo'er followed Mu Qingyun to the door step by step.

At this time, the window lattice of the room was broken and the room was in a mess. Mu Qingyun had no choice but to say, "If I had known earlier, I would have poked Huang Lao tomorrow."

These things looked troublesome, but when Huang Siping was around, he could really take care of them, and it seemed effortless at all.

It's my turn, well, forget it.

Fortunately, the bed was still safe. Mu Qingyun yawned, waved his hand, and closed the door to sleep.

Tang Jingping thought about it, and in the end he went to give Huang Siping a ride.

Suddenly it began to rain.

"Hey!"

Mu Chengfei walked a few steps against the wind, gently grabbed Tang Jingping's sleeve, and cried, "Brother, sir, I took Lao Huang, uh, Huang Siping has two pockets of apples and two plates of dumplings made by himself. And his 20-year-old daughter, Hong Yitan, so what, do I count, huh?"

Tang Jingping said with a wooden face, "I don't know."

He knows shit, he doesn't understand why the caring old butler who has been used by the family for ten years will suddenly change into a liar.

Mu Chengfei: "Wow, wow!"

In fact, the Ombudsman is not so free.

The imperial court was not so harsh on them.

Throughout the night, the stadium was desolate.

In the early morning of the second day, Mu Qingyun packed his bags and went to Leizhou Mansion. Not only Situ and Yun Duo'er wanted to go with him, but Tang Jingping also saw him off all the way. After sending Mu Qingyun to the station, he finally couldn't hold back and asked a question.

"Why is Huang Siping like this?"

Mu Qingyun was silent for a while, then sighed: "I don't know."

However, it is probably the boundless sea of ​​suffering encountered by mortals living in the world, which drives people crazy.

Regardless of whether it is misery that drives people crazy, or greed that drives people crazy, they are all cancers in the world that mediocre people can't hide and can't avoid.

Mu Qingyun became a bit more artistic, and when he arrived in Leizhou, he put all these things behind him for the time being, and played seven games in one go in three days.

On the first day, the contestants of the Youth Cup—"This is the Yue Qingqing who has been in the limelight recently?", "Cut her, this is a weapon for fame." "Oh, it's a pity that I didn't meet her."" ..."

The next day, the contestants—"This little girl doesn't seem to be very good at fighting.", "It doesn't matter, I heard that I just played a few games in Yaowu City.", "Don't worry, she will meet Song Bo next time. ""..."

"It's the third day, heh heh, look for yourself, it's our Qingqing's turn to be the opponent, this poor child is going to cry!"

All of the above are from Yun Duo'er's report.

In fact, he didn't cry, the child was quite stubborn, only this year, standing opposite him with red eyes, glaring at Mu Qingyun viciously.

"Sister, hurry up, don't delay the auction of the dark pavilion."

Yun Duo'er was so anxious that she didn't suppress her voice.

The face of the child on the opposite side became even uglier in an instant, and he stood up for a moment, a layer of purple light appeared on his face in an instant.

Yun Duo'er glanced at it: "Hey, didn't you beat Zixiamen before?"

Mu Qingyun: "Cough."

The child suddenly burst into tears.

Yun Duo'er is really a pot that doesn't open and which pot to lift.

Mu Qingyun's last hit was indeed Zixiamen, Guo Jia, and he was a little annoyed at the time, and his attack was a bit cruel.

The Zixia sect inherits Taoist martial arts. The last one who can fight in the youth cup is naturally one of the best disciples in the sect. Zixia kung fu has been practiced to the seventh level. Two games, but all due to his own arrogance.

Everyone agrees that Guo Jia of the Zixia Sect is the best disciple of the Zixia Sect in the past 30 years.

Yun Duo'er scoffed at this.

Just talk about Mu Qingyun, after these few games, how many geniuses have she met once in ten years or once in 50 years?

She herself is still rare to see in a hundred years.

Anyway, she didn't put Guo Jia at ease, and only used two moves to dismantle Guo Jia's limb joints.

That day, she used the formal kung fu joint skills of her family.

The reason for using two moves, the second move is to protect the opponent, lest he get hurt and let go, and let his sword smash his feet.

Of course, after getting out of the ring, Mu Qingyun didn't need other doctors to help him, so he helped Guo Jia recover and said a few words of comfort.

Mu Qingyun didn't quite remember exactly what she said, anyway, she felt that she was polite and meticulous, and she definitely didn't act arrogant and domineering, but for some reason, the other party seemed very sad, so sad that she couldn't say a word.

On the ring, the young man from Zixiamen almost walked to Mu Qingyun's side, his brows were glaring, his cheeks were puffed up, and he seemed very angry.

The two older men and women behind him stretched out their hands and dragged him tightly, then turned their heads and cupped their hands at Mu Qingyun, smiling embarrassingly.

Mu Qingyun returned the gift.

While speaking, the referee signaled for preparation.

While wrapping up the protective gear, Mu Qingyun said: "We don't need too many people to go back to the dark pavilion, just a few experts."

Seeing that Yun Duo'er seemed a little nervous, and obviously remembered that he was being played around by the thief and let the other party disappear under his nose, Mu Qingyun smiled lightly, "Don't worry, it can be seen that the other party is bold and full of confidence. She just likes challenges, which is a good thing, if she really has such a temperament, then she will definitely show up."

Mu Qingyun chuckled softly, "Little Yunduo looked at me, at least I have reached the point where a carp has transformed into a dragon, and all directions have surrendered. Do you still worry that you will not be able to win the battle against the last little thief?"

"puff."

Several strange warriors nearby laughed together.

As soon as Situ turned his head, several warriors immediately shut up, with embarrassing expressions on their faces.

Don't look at Yue Qingqing being in the limelight, being blown into the sky by the Loose Warriors of Yaowu City, but they can still sneer at him casually and don't take it seriously.

But with Situ Qingshuang around, they could only shut up.

To put it bluntly, Yuncheng Martial Arts is just one of the countless court martial arts. It is small in size. Zhuo Yanfei and Baiyunmen are both small sects. Chase them to fight.

The Huijian Sect in the south of the Yangtze River has a deep foundation. For hundreds of years, Jiangnan has ruled the roost. There are countless masters under the sect and their influence is also extensive. Several of their families are vassals of the Huijian Sect.

Mu Qingyun was also slightly embarrassed, coughed and stepped onto the ring.

Cheers erupted all around.

There were also some people who gathered together and whispered, feeling a little uneasy in their hearts, yes, this Yue Qingqing is a dragon in the river, and no one can say that he is not good at this match.

But she doesn't have the advantage today. This little girl has been fighting for three days, and it's her first match today. In the first few matches, she also had hard times.

"There must be hidden wounds."

Several warriors looked at each other, tacit understanding.

In the past, when Yue Qingqing played against others, he would show off his abilities to the fullest. Sometimes a match could last for half an hour, and the ignorant audience all said it was enjoyable.

In the past three days, her style of play has changed tremendously!