Xia Qingchen smiled, thought about it for a moment, and nodded in agreement.
The martial arts exchange meeting naturally doesn't have much contempt for him, but for Qiu Qiu, it can still broaden his horizons.
That night, he returned to Wuge with Qiu Chou.
Suburbs, mass graves.
In a certain lonely grave without even a tombstone, Li Weifeng, who had been missing for a long time, dug up the tomb and dug out a young headless corpse.
He took the body out and burst into tears: "Zong'er!"
Buried here is none other than Li Yaozong, the son of Li Weifeng who was suspected of colluding with gangsters.
Li Weifeng successfully escaped from Wuge's pursuit and officially joined the gang.
Today, three months later, I returned to the suburbs and dug out my beheaded son.
"Wuge, Xia Qingchen, Yun Gucheng, I, Li Weifeng, swear that you will pay with your blood!" Li Weifeng roared in pain.
A bolt of thunder and lightning flashed across, making his face look as ferocious as a ghost.
The next day!
The sky was gray.
The cold wind of early winter, carrying the drizzle, is chilly to the bones.
In the peony garden of Wuge, there is a viewing pavilion, but it is warm and cozy.
Except for the top four elites from Wuge's senior class A, all the rest were present.
They gathered around a brazier and exchanged their martial arts experiences enthusiastically, and occasionally competed with each other on one or two moves.
"Senior Sister Zhou, you said that this time it was not the Young Pavilion Master who gave us personal guidance, but his teacher?" asked a student.
Zhou Xuelin nodded lightly.
"Hiss! Young Pavilion Master's teacher? He's at least a hundred-year-old martial arts master, right?"
With Shen Jinghong's status, how many people in the city are qualified to be his teacher?
"It should be." Zhou Xuelin affirmed, with a look of reverence in his eyes: "When his teacher comes later, be sure to greet him respectfully."
"We understand!"
Zhou Xuelin obviously has a high status among them.
ticking
A raindrop fell silently along the eaves of the viewing pavilion and hit a bamboo hat.
The man in the bamboo hat slowly walked into the viewing pavilion, took off his bamboo hat and shook it gently.
Behind him was a pure white puppy. After entering the viewing pavilion, he kept shaking his body to shake off the wet rainwater.
"What the hell is going on? Our senior class A is having a party here, why are irrelevant people coming in?" A student's face was splashed by a trace of rain.
"Do you have eyes? Get out of here!"
The man in the bamboo hat is naturally Xia Qingchen, who came for an appointment.
He glanced at the students present and shook his head slightly: "The mob!"
Not a single student in the room could watch.
Xia Qingchen was really reluctant to give them advice.
"Xia Qingchen?" Zhou Xuelin recognized it, frowned tightly, and said with a cold face: "It's not enough for you to be disgraced in Huochi, and you even went to our senior martial arts exchange meeting to embarrass yourself?"
She still concluded that Xia Qingchen practiced in the fire pool for two days and then ran away in despair.
"Let's go, you are not qualified to enter Huochi. This martial arts exchange meeting is not something someone like you can participate in casually." Zhou Xuelin was as "outspoken" as ever.
Xia Qingchen glanced at her lightly.
"If you can't speak, you don't have to speak. No one will think you are mute." Xia Qingchen raised his eyebrows slightly.
I feel disgusted with this arrogant woman.
Zhou Xuelin shook his head, with contempt in his eyes: "It's like rotten wood that cannot be carved. Others' good intentions are just like the liver and lungs of a donkey. People like you deserve to be struggling in a garbage dump like Dingban and never get ahead."
As soon as she opened her mouth, the students around her immediately joined in and denounced Xia Qingchen.
There are even people who plan to take action.
"Forget it!" Zhou Xuelin pretended to be generous: "Let this kind of person who doesn't know the heights of the world watch the martial arts exchange meeting and let him know the gap between himself and us!"
"Sister Zhou is too tolerant!"
"Yes, he obviously got the news and just came to peek at our martial arts exchange without invitation. Why should he give a good look to such a villain who takes advantage?"
With everyone's words, they characterized Xia Qingchen as a villain who stole martial arts experience and skills.
Zhou Xuelin waved his hand: "With how advanced my martial art is, I can't learn it secretly even if I show him a hundred times, so don't worry!"
After saying that, she waved to Xia Qingchen: "You can learn from it secretly, but please stand far away so as not to affect our normal communication."
She was like shooing away flies, her expression showing disgust.
Xia Qingchen looked indifferent and unfazed.
"Let me introduce myself, Xia Qingchen. I am not here to peek at your poor martial arts experience, nor to see your expressions." Xia Qingchen hung the bamboo hat on the wall and walked slowly to the center of the viewing pavilion.
He looked around at everyone and said calmly: "I came here because I was entrusted by someone to teach you a bunch of losers."
From his perspective, the senior students in front of him can really only be called trash.
This statement immediately sparked outrage.
"Did you see? With such virtue, you still want to peek at our martial arts exchange meeting?"
Zhou Xuelin's face was as cold as frost, and he shook his head slowly: "I don't know what to say! Shaoxuan, drive him away!"
A young man named Shaoxuan stood up. He was eighteen years old and about the level of Xiaochen and Jiu Ming.
He had already noticed that Xia Qingchen was not pleasing to his eyes, so he came up quickly and kicked Xia Qingchen away.
Xia Qingchen's eyes were cold: "Before you fight with me, you must fight my dog first. Only if you beat it can you be qualified to be given personal guidance by me."
dog?
Shaoxuan was startled, and suddenly his eyes flashed, and a fluffy white thing flew towards him.
He was startled and hurriedly put his arms in front of him.
But, it's still a step too late.
He was kicked hard in the face by a pair of dog legs.
Under the tremendous force, Shaoxuan retreated slowly and hit a student before stopping.
Looking at his face, there were already two conspicuous dog paw prints.
There was also blood gushing out of his nose.
He staggered to his feet and looked down. He saw a snow-white dog squatting on the ground, its right front leg picking out its ears.
"Xia, you... you let the dog do the killing!" Shaoxuan said angrily.
Qiuqiu blew the earwax on the dog's paws and said, "Speak with respect. What kind of dog is not a dog? Please call me Lord Dog!"
ah!
Suddenly, everyone was shocked.
"A talking dog!"
Shaoxuan was even more shocked, staring at Qiuqiu in disbelief: "Are you a spiritual pet?"
Usually only spiritual pets with high intelligence can understand human language.
"Hey!" Qiuqiu grinned unhappily: "I told you, you guys, don't you understand dog talk? I told you to call me Dog Master!"
Shaoxuan's face turned green!
He was actually scolded by a dog.
"You bitch, I'll beat you to death!" Shaoxuan used Xiao Chen Jiu Ming's inner strength to kick it.
The dog's eyes are full of contempt: "Stupid human being, you know nothing about power!"
As he said that, he stretched out a dog leg calmly and collided head-on with Shaoxuan.
What made everyone jump to their feet was that, despite their inner strength, Shaoxuan actually fell into a disadvantageous position and was knocked backwards by a kick, and was directly thrown into the rain curtain.
"Ah! Xiaochen is Jiu Ming's spiritual pet!"
I thought Qiuqiu was just an ordinary spiritual pet like a parrot who could only talk. Who would have thought that he turned out to be a spiritual pet with advanced cultivation.
When it reaches this level, it can no longer be called a spiritual pet, but a "demon pet"!
As the name suggests, he became the demon's pet!
While everyone was amazed, Qiuqiu quietly retracted his legs and looked up to the sky and sighed: "Hey, being invincible is the loneliest thing!"