Tu Weiwei chewed the meat a few times and swallowed it. Although she was speechless and confused, the taste was indeed outstanding.
Tu Weiwei glanced at Chu Yue out of the corner of her eye, then straightened her back and calmly picked up a few more pieces to eat.
"Aunt Wei, come and drink the soup, otherwise you will choke~"
Xiaobao's chubby little hands were serving soup to Tu Weiwei, she raised her head, her purple eyes were as bright as gems, as pure as stars without impurities.
Tu Weiwei had always hated noisy children, but now when she looked at Xiaobao, she suddenly felt that children were not so annoying anymore.
"Eat more, you're too thin."
Chu Yue glanced at Tu Weiwei, who was full of inner drama, and finished speaking casually, then turned to look at Xiao Qing who was walking from the door, and asked: "Has the stuff arrived?"
"Miss Ye, we have already bought chickens. There are two big ones, which are enough for many people. According to the girl's instructions, we specially bought chickens that are specially designed to take elixirs. They are very vital and nutritious."
Xiao Qing was dusty and brushed off the dust on his body, "Are you going to stew now?"
"If you don't stew it, put one in the Chaoyang Hall and send the other to the priest."
Chu Yue put down her bowl and chopsticks, cunning like a fox, her eyes full of teasing, and said with a smile: "Firstly, I'm afraid that the priest will forget to copy Buddhist scriptures and kneel three times and worship three times every day. Secondly, every time the cock crows,
At this time, many disciples of Shenxuan can also know the deeds of this great good man, Priest Mu."
Xiao Qing looked at Chu Yue's malicious smile and was slightly stunned, suddenly feeling chilled.
This move is really too poisonous, much more advanced than the life and death battle book that Yun Jianzun carries with him.
He could almost imagine Mu Sheng's face being darker than splashing ink!
"As for the third one..."
Chu Yue tapped her fingertips on the table and said calmly: "Not long ago, at the foot of Futu Mountain, the news that Priest Mu abused the beast tribe shocked the warriors all over the world. Although Priest Mu has reformed his past, he can't resist what others say.
If the spiritual chickens around me can live well, the rumors will be self-defeating and this Youyou's mouth can be blocked."
Xiao Qing was stunned for a moment after hearing this. He was clearly humiliating and mocking the priest. How could he find so many reasons?
Afterwards, he walked out of Hanyue Peak and went specifically to give gifts to Mu Sheng.
"Pfft!"
Yan Nanji almost spit out her drink. She couldn't help but look at Chu Yue and said quietly: "Little junior sister, it seems that the disciples should be more worried about Priest Mu than worrying about you."
Chu Yue touched her nose and pondered for a moment, the cold light in her eyes disappeared briefly!
Mu Sheng's methods are definitely more than that.
What interests Chu Yue is whether the person behind Mu Sheng has anything to do with what happened to Mu Qinghuang back then, and why he mobilized troops and mobilized people to violate the original intention of martial arts just to save Mu Sheng.
What is the use value of Mu Sheng today? It is worthy of the Tianfu royal family to come forward.
These abnormal things are worth pondering.
Although Chu Yue suffered a loss for Mu Sheng in the Chaoyang Hall, it was not painful in the end. Chu Yue did not let down her guard because of this, but became even more vigilant in her heart.
While she was thinking, Chu Yue suddenly noticed a fiery gaze staring at her. She looked sideways and saw that it was Tu Weiwei. There was not only a fighting spirit in her eyes, but also a hint of weirdness.
Chu Yue had a headache when she saw Tu Weiwei. This person seemed to be a tireless fighting machine.
"I'm going back."
Tu Weiwei finished a bowl of soup, got up and walked out, "I still need to practice tonight, so I'll stay here soon."
"No more food?" Chu Yue asked lazily.
"Ye Chuyue, you are an admirable opponent."
Tu Weiwei didn't answer the question and spoke very seriously, but what she was thinking about was what Yan Nanji said in Chaoyang Hall. Ye Chuyue didn't miss the opportunity to practice even when going to the toilet.
For such an opponent, she would have to work a thousand times harder to pursue the victory instead of just having fun in Hanyue Peak!
Tu Weiwei finished eating and drinking, and then left. Chu Yue, who was left behind, looked at Yan Nanji and others around her, smiled, and agreed: "What Junior Sister Tu said makes sense."
Everyone: "..."
What Chu Yue didn't know was that tonight, the disciples of Shenxuan Academy, from the handymen sweeping the floor to the Star-Zhanping disciples, were all practicing non-stop.
One by one, they seemed to have been hit in the Chaoyang Hall.
Especially Yan Nanji's words directly hit the disciples who usually thought they were hardworking.
The instigator, Yan Nanji, was eating happily at Hanyue Peak and chatting about interesting things from all over the world, which made the atmosphere lively a lot.
The crowd was buzzing with excitement. Chu Yue leaned on the back of the chair and glanced at the somewhat reserved Ye Ying from the corner of her eyes. Compared with the martial arts platform Grand Competition, Senior Sister Ye was a little less confident and more tired and depressed, as if she was different from this human fireworks.
Out of place.
Chu Yue did not speak, but filled the empty wine glass in front of Ye Ying with half a cup of hot wine.
knock--
There was a sudden knock on the door, followed by the clear voice of Nangong Chu, the leader of Zhanxingxing: "Third Elder, Junior Sister Ye, the night is already deep, Master called me to pick up Junior Sister Yao'er down the mountain."
Ye Ying drank half a cup of hot wine and was about to stand up when a small white hand fell on her shoulder, holding her down firmly.