Hu Qing still didn’t know that Qi Zong had been shut down due to her disturbance, and even the sect leader was concerned about this matter. With her current ability, there was no need to go to Qi Zong. In fact, except for Haibu and Shanbu, the cafeteria and the hot spring,
She didn't want to set foot anywhere else.
Busyness is only a small part of the reason. The bigger reason is that her endless senior brothers are really good at boasting. It would be fine if they were just simple, straightforward and unarticulated men, but there are unexpected varieties here.
For example, her little senior brother who is only ten years old.
The little devil is quite good-looking. Among the men with healthy tans, his skin is milky white. His smile is soft, clean and well-behaved. His small mouth is not only rosy, but also
can speak.
"Little Junior Sister, do you think the words "Little Junior Sister" and "Little Senior Brother" are most suitable together?
Xiao Guitou presented the wild flowers he picked by himself. Not to mention, the color combination is very beautiful.
"When I grow up, I will marry you and you can have as many children as you want."
Hu Qing couldn't say enough. While complaining about whose unlucky child this was, he also scolded him for being a scumbag since he was a child. Anyway, it's not you who gave birth to him. How many children do you care about?
"What did your father teach you?"
Xiao Guitou said: "Yes, my father said that a good man should be like this, so that he can give each sister a home."
Hu Qing: "..."
But, father?
"Your father is the emperor?"
Is there such a thing as an emperor in the fairy world?
"Yes. My father is the emperor of Dachang. Junior sister, when we get married, we have to go back to the royal family to hold a royal wedding. What color wedding dress do you like? I will customize it for you."
Hu Qing: "..."
She smiled, afraid that I would give you a royal funeral.
"You are a prince, why don't you stay at home and inherit the throne?"
The younger brother counted on his fingers: "My father has one hundred and twenty-one sons and ninety-eight daughters, which means that there are already two hundred and nineteen heirs born. My father has no shortage of heirs. Let us
You can do whatever you want."
Two hundred and nineteen heirs...
The younger brother raised his face and smiled at her: "Little sister, marry me!"
Emotions, arias, kneeling down.
Hu Qing didn't hesitate and kicked him into the sky.
"Ah - my little junior sister -"
A person watching the fun said: "Yeah, yesterday I proposed to Uncle Jiang but I was kicked out. I even ran to Uncle Wen in front of him, and Uncle Wen gave him a big mouth. Why doesn't this kid have a long memory?"
Hu Qing heard the clue, this guy is here specifically to cause trouble to girls, right?
I heard someone say: "All the men in the Dachang royal family are like this, they are all romantics. Anyway, Dachang is rich and can afford to marry as many wives as possible."
Hu Qing swung the soles of his shoes and walked over, reaching out skillfully and taking a handful of melon seeds: "The country that our Shuangyang Sect covers?"
"Dachang Kingdom is quite big, and has a good relationship with Jiuyang. They are able to get along well with each other. Their royal family has children who can worship from any Yang. Hey, it seems that Yun Yi is the only one of this generation who has entered our sect."
"Huh? Dachang doesn't have a good relationship with our Shuangyang Sect?"
Someone said: "You don't know this? In the Dachang royal family, what people actually want is marriage. The purpose of becoming a disciple is to find a good partner. Our Shuangyang Sect is most in need of female disciples..."
There is no need to say the rest.
Some people were dissatisfied: "We have many male disciples, and we don't mind them being their princess."
"But my princess doesn't want to come and suffer..."
Very good, finding a wife is so difficult, alas.
Hu Qing was speechless: "I'm going to practice. Senior brothers, tell the younger senior brother that if he bothers me again, I will destroy his three legs."
After saying that, the person ran away.
A group of horrified senior brothers were left behind: "..."
As she ran all the way to Haibu, the person waiting for her stretched out her neck and shouted: "Little junior sister, you are late, I want to punish you."
Hu Qing ran over and stood firm, but felt it was inappropriate, so he took two steps forward, and his calves were submerged in the sea water.
"Brother Priest, my training meter is not timed. You were looking around and punching a few times while you were waiting for me, right?" Hu Qing said this without delaying the hey hey hey in her hand. The air flow from the fist knocked back the sea water under her feet.
A small piece of sand was revealed.
The tiny bits of sand were exposed and covered by the sea water, and then exposed and covered again.
The pastor brother next to him was jealous: "I really want to sleep in."
That's right, the only thing that makes him jealous of Hu Qing is this: sleeping wherever he wants!
Hu Qingqing, Feng Qingyun said calmly: "After completing the daily tasks, you can sleep as long as you like." He also suggested to him thoughtfully, "You can complete the tasks for three days at once, and then you can sleep three times in a row."
Then he comforted her, "Don't compare with me. You are not even an immortal. When you break through to Mahayana, I will give you a celebration banquet, junior sister."
Ouch, it hurt so much to be poked. At that moment, I lost my temper and hit my fist crookedly. Ouch, it takes more time to punch.
After practicing until his belly was close to his bones, Hu Qing turned around and ran all the way to the cafeteria. A man caught up with him halfway.
"Junior sister, what a coincidence, we are together."
Hu Qing rolled his eyes in front of him. This person was eating with her. Just because she, as the only female disciple, had more and better free meals than the male disciples, this person was unbalanced and would be cruel if he caught her.
Eat her hard.
It’s not like she would argue with him just because of a meal, but Hu Qing knew that this senior brother had a friendly smile and actually said bad things about her behind her back. There are over a million people in the Shuangyang Sect, so of course it’s impossible for everyone to like her. She doesn’t like her.
There are many people who hate her or even hate her.
Even through her transmitter, there were people saying nasty things.
Alas, when will the mobile phone be developed? She misses the blacklist.
When she arrived at the cafeteria, a chef who was serving the spoon happened to see her and came out to greet her: "Hu Qing, come and try our new dishes."
"Okay." Hu Qing went straight inside.
The people behind followed and were stopped.
The chef who cooked the spoons glared and said, "The kitchen is an important place and outsiders are not allowed to enter."
"How could she get in?"
"Of course she is different. She is from our cafeteria, are you? If you want to say that you are, okay, I will second you to volunteer here for three months."
Dissatisfied, but had no choice but to go to the window angrily: "It's just a woman."
The chef in charge frowned and went to the back, where Hu Qing was trying new dishes with several people from the kitchen. He said, "That man is very annoying. Why do you keep asking him to follow you?"
According to his observation, Hu Qing is not a good person.
Hu Qing smiled and said, "Isn't there an annual disciple competition? You can't beat someone just because he took advantage of me for a few meals."
Eat, eat more, so that you can be used as a sandbag for me when the time comes.
Several people gave her a thumbs up. This girl is very upright.
Hu Qingba smacked his lips: "It's quite delicious."
"Hey, you always say that."
Hu chuckled and said, "Because, Master, your cooking is delicious."
"But the ones you make are delicious even if they are not made in the same way as us."
Hu Qing said: "I was just making a small fuss, but this dish really makes me want to drink soup."
"What soup?"
Hu Qing hesitated back and forth: "I want to drink hot and spicy soup, or hot and sour soup."
The chefs suddenly understood and clapped their hands: "You said the taste is bland, can you just say no?"
"No, no, no, the taste is just right, you can't add more. I think it would be better if it is paired with a spicy soup."