Chu Yue was full of elegance, riding on a horse, feeling the sadness behind her, and the smile in her eyes became stronger.
Behind her, Lu Qiong's eyes were as cold as a poisonous snake.
She stared at Ye Ying's back sinisterly and whispered to herself: "Every dog that has been raised for more than ten years knows how to wag its tail. This person, without any family ties, will eventually become a white-eyed wolf."
Song Qingshan looked at Lu Qiong and said meaningfully: "I thought that after the martial arts competition, these two children would form an undying hatred. Unexpectedly, they actually felt some sympathy for each other. Maybe they would become very good friends."
"Will not."
Lu Qiong raised her chin slightly and said firmly: "They are not from the same place."
They will only fight each other and both will suffer losses!
Lu Qiong glanced at Mu Sheng, her mood gradually calmed down.
Speaking of which, Mu Sheng was really embarrassed. He went to the source of the stardust of ten thousand Buddhas and couldn't defeat a junior, even with the help of the Tianfu royal family!
At this moment, Leng Qingshuang and others had already mounted their horses, and together with Chu Yue's black gold unicorn, they walked through the Chaoyang Hall and headed towards Hanyue Peak.
Among this group of horses is the white horse riding on the snow of the General Protector's Mansion.
Xiao Li rode on the white horse riding on the snow. The black gold Qilin turned around and looked at the white horse riding on the snow with disdain.
"Ye Chuyue!"
In front of the horse, a figure suddenly fell down.
Star-cutting disciple Tu Weiwei held a blood-killing sword, pointed at the ground, and raised a pair of coquettish eyes. In the moment of refracting the sunlight, the brown pupils shrank into a line like a civet cat.
Chu Yue touched her chin and looked at Tu Weiwei doubtfully.
"My sword skills and strength have improved a lot. I will definitely defeat you this time."
Tu Weiwei pointed the knife at Chu Yue, her fighting spirit in her chest was awe-inspiring, she was ready to go, and she looked at Chu Yue excitedly.
Ever since the defeat at Yuanshi Palace in the Martial Arts Palace, she had aimed to defeat Ye Chuyue and practiced like crazy, like a demon in a daze.
The disciples in the Chaoyang Hall pricked up their ears one after another. They all thought that something good was going on, and their moods also improved a lot.
Chu Yue was staring at Tu Weiwei with her big eyes and small eyes, her broken hair hanging down in front of her forehead, lightly covering her eyebrows, showing a bit of laziness and wantonness.
Just when Tu Weiwei was impatient with waiting and wanted to send another battle message, Chu Yue's red lips curled up slightly and asked: "Are you hungry?"
Tu Weiwei frowned, confused, and couldn't help but touch her stomach, which seemed a little deflated.
"Come to Hanyue Peak and take care of it."
Before Tu Weiwei could regain her senses, the horse was already galloping away like an arrow from its string. The blue sun was shining down, and the figure in red clothes was like fire, and it was unparalleled in splendor.
Yan Nanji, who was passing by, grabbed Tu Weiwei's collar and pulled her up, muttering to herself: "Hurry up, don't get in the way."
Tu Weiwei: "?"
Didn't she come here to post a battle message?
Why did you go to Hanyue Peak to have dinner again?
Tu Weiwei stared at Yan Nanji speechlessly.
The disciples around him were equally dumbstruck and completely dumbfounded.
Is there any other operation like this?
Having said that, fighting and eating are completely unrelated, so what do they have to do with each other?
"Pfft!"
On the top floor of the Martial Arts Palace, Shen Wuxing couldn't help laughing, as if he was enjoying himself silly.
At this moment, a bloody dove quietly arrived and landed in front of Shen Wuxing.
Shen Wuxing took out a letter from the bottom of the blood pigeon. The handwriting was written in dragons and phoenixes. From beginning to end, he was yelling at him, asking why he hadn't completed the task.
The corners of Shen Wuxing's mouth twitched, and he stopped laughing immediately, and hurriedly left Shenxuan Academy.
Before leaving, he reluctantly glanced in the direction of Hanyue Peak, and suddenly found that he was also a little hungry.
In the Chaoyang Hall, as soon as the time came, the disciples gradually dispersed.
Until the huge square, only Mu Sheng and others were left.
"mother......"
Ye Xun'er's eyes were red and she looked at Mu Sheng pitifully.
Mu Sheng felt a headache and frustration when he saw Ye Xun'er, and rubbed his temples helplessly.
"Take good care of your injuries. I asked my mother to find a good doctor from the Tianfu royal family. I can guarantee that your broken knee will be cured before the competition between the top ten colleges." Mu Sheng said.
"Mother, I want to see my grandma."
Ye Xun'er said: "I heard that the place for the competition is right next to Qingyin Temple. Grandma must also miss her relatives at home. She is so focused on the Qingdeng Ancient Buddha that she doesn't know that Beizhou Mu Mansion has changed."
"Let's wait until the injury heals before we talk."
Mu Sheng's eyes were full of hatred when he mentioned Master Huai Qing in Qingyin Temple.
That woman only cares about Mu Qinghuang!
"Only by going to see my grandmother before my injury has healed can I show Xun'er's piety and filial piety." Ye Xun'er said.
"It's okay, my grandma still loves me, but I still want her to know who is the blind person who caused you to break your leg and make the men of Mu Mansion in Beizhou lose their minds." Mu Sheng waved his sleeves.