The voice of the leader of the Wenjian Sect suddenly sounded from behind.
Ye Qiao, who was about to slip away: "..."
"Xue Yu!!"
Xue Yu lowered his head as if nothing had happened.
"Mu Chongxi and Zhou Xingyun." He sneered and called them all in one breath.
"All four of you, get here and pay!"
Ye Qiao said sarcastically: "Don't be angry. What a big deal."
"Did you collapse the secret realm?" How could he not be angry? If it weren't for this Ye Qiao, they would have asked how the Sword Sect had fallen to such a state.
The last place in the second competition!!
This has never happened in thousands of years.
Qin Fanfan had no choice but to go into battle to defend them: "The secret realm will be closed sooner or later. This loss of money will hurt the peace."
The leader of Wenjian Sect raised his hand and interrupted him with a sneer: "Stop it, I have no quarrel with your Changming Sect."
"Do you know how dangerous it is to close the secret realm early? Pay compensation."
Qin Fanfan was the one to clean up the mess in the end. He compensated the Wenjian Sect with tears in his eyes, while Ye Qiao on the other side was already surrounded.
"When did you learn the formation?" Song Hansheng rushed forward and asked.
"I learned it a few months ago." Ye Qiao looked at his blushing face and thick neck, and his tone became much more cheerful, "Please call me a low-key genius from now on, thank you."
"Also." She grabbed the bamboo shoot in her hand and poked him away, reminding him: "Remember to be polite to the first player in the second competition."
Song Hansheng: "..."
Chu Xingzhi immediately started to point at this scene: "Look, they are so proud of Chang Ming Zong. I said we can join forces, but you insist on going against us."
Ming Xuan and Ye Qiao clapped their hands in celebration and joined in the pointing, "Chu Xingzhi, pay attention to the tone of your conversation with the first placers in the second competition."
Chu Xingzhi: "..."
The sects returned home, and Ye Qiao also returned to the courtyard with the supposedly valuable spiritual weapon in her arms. She was studying it with Xue Yu, but the other senior brothers didn't seem to be very interested in it.
Ye Qiao has never seen this thing, but Xue Yu is somewhat familiar with it.
"I've seen it in books before, and it seems to be called Mountains and Rivers." Xue Yu poked at it, "You can check the list of spiritual weapons."
"If I remember correctly, it should be ranked third. When you open it, the scenes unfolding in the scroll can trap the enemy into your own memories."
It's a very useful illusion device.
Xue Yu held her chin, "It is said that the scenes inside can be fake to the point of being real."
Ye Qiao became more energetic: "Then let me go in and give it a try?"
"If I get lost in there, just kick me."
It would be a pity not to personally experience this kind of spiritual weapon.
Xue Yu made a gesture, "No problem."
As soon as he activated the spiritual weapon in his hand, Ye Qiao felt dizzy and soon opened her eyes.
There is a white desk lamp in sight. She is sitting in front of the computer and staying up late to revise the design draft. Her face is pale and there are dark circles under her eyes. She looks like she has been oppressed by life and society for many years.
The first second Ye Qiao saw this illusion, he shuddered and woke up instantly.
terrible.
"What did you see?"
Xue Yu raised his eyebrows in surprise, he actually woke up the moment he entered?
Are the top three magic weapons on the list of magic weapons already so useless?
Ye Qiao was still frightened: "I saw the humble daily life of a social animal."
Xue Yu blinked in confusion, not understanding.
But it wasn't the first time he didn't understand.
"Then try again?" Ye Qiao was eager to try: "Maybe the scene was not created well."
Who wants to see himself being forced to stay up late drawing design drafts?
Xue Yu nodded in agreement and activated the spiritual weapon again. The next second Ye Qiao opened her eyes, she saw a bloody scene of herself being scolded by her boss.
She wiped her face expressionlessly.
Awake again.
Xue Yu: "..." Is this spiritual weapon useless?
He shook the mountain and river map in confusion, "What did you see?"
Failed to get into the groove both times.
Ye Qiao finally recognized the reality. She sighed heavily and pressed the mountain and river map on the table, "Forget it, this thing should be as far away from me as possible."
This mountain and river picture reminded her of all the scenes in modern times.
However, Ye Qiao doesn't miss the scene of staying up late every day to catch up on design drafts before wearing anything.
The corner of Xue Yu's mouth twitched and he could only put the mountain and river map away first.
This is a magical weapon that can evoke memories deep in people's memories. Logically speaking, shouldn't the first reaction be to get lost in the depths of memories?
What the hell is that avoidant look on her face?
After the two people tested the usefulness of the mountain and river map, the yard became lively. Ming Xuan and Mu Chongxi were having a barbecue, saying they wanted to celebrate. When they came out, the bonfire was set up.
Ming Xuan lit up Zhang Fire Talisman and threw it inside, and the flames instantly jumped up to Lao Gao.
Song Hansheng heard the noisy commotion next door. He came back to his senses from the talisman book, frowned and asked, "What are you doing in the yard next door?"
It didn't stop all night long.
Su Zhuo sniffed hard with his dog's nose, "It seems like he's cooking?"
Cook?
Song Hansheng was even more speechless: "Don't they have Bigu Pill?"
Su Zhuo's voice was low: "I heard it was a celebration."
...it smells really good.
I don't know what they are doing.
Song Hansheng withdrew his gaze and wanted to continue reading the talisman book, but he couldn't calm down at all when he smelled the fragrance. He sat up.
"Let's go to the next door sect and have a look."
Su Zhuo: "Oh."
He actually didn't want to face Ye Qiao.
Every time he faced the former second senior sister, Su Zhuo's mood was indescribably complicated. For a moment, he even thought, if she hadn't left, would it be...
Although this thought was quickly extinguished by him as soon as it arose, it was undeniable that Su Zhuo had indeed fantasized about it.
It was a coincidence that they arrived at the right time. Ye Qiao was sitting there having a barbecue. When she heard the noise, she looked up at the two of them and uttered two words: "Pay the money."
"If you want to eat." She was afraid that they wouldn't understand, so she added: "You have to pay first."
Song Hansheng didn't expect that she could see what was in his heart at a glance. He had thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't give up because of the spiritual stone. He couldn't afford to lose this person.
The young man's face turned dark when he heard this, and he could only reluctantly throw three high-grade spiritual stones to her, and then sat down and waited together with an expressionless expression.
Faced with this group of uninvited guests, Ye Qiao didn't chase them away. Anyway, if you want to eat, just come and pay.
Ye Qiao baked quite quickly, but her senior brothers also grabbed the food quickly. Song Hansheng looked at the empty plates and his face turned dark again.
The five of us took turns roasting, and accidentally roasted a little too much.
Song Hansheng had a lot of food on his plate.
Ye Qiao yawned and took a look at the sky. When she saw that Song Hansheng still didn't leave, she immediately started to chase them away impatiently: "You've finished eating and you're still not leaving?"
Song Hansheng was also annoyed, "Didn't you see there is more on my plate?"
Ye Qiao: "..."
She was stunned for a moment, "Oh. Are you going to finish eating here?" Can he eat?
Song Hansheng looked at her expressionlessly and raised his voice sharply: "If you can't eat it, can't I take it away with you?"
He looked at Ye Qiao's stunned look and sneered in his heart.
Unexpectedly, I have become smarter.
From now on, no one from the Changming Sect would ever think of cheating him with another spiritual stone.
Seeing Song Hansheng actually take away the entire plate of barbecue, Ye Qiao folded her arms and felt even more complicated.
Ming Xuan stared blankly for a few seconds, "What's going on with him?" In the past, Song Hansheng was the chief disciple who had to stay in the inn.
"Song Hansheng..." Ye Qiao's tone was a little heavy: "I found that he has really changed a lot these days."
"Oh." Xue Yu expressed understanding: "Have you become kind?"