All the staff crazily criticize the villain, only the heroine is cute

In the blink of an eye, it was another half a year.

There had just been a light rain a few days ago, and the summer heat was completely washed away, leaving only the refreshing autumn feeling in the air.

In the past six months, Cang Ming had mastered the swordsmanship book Ning Yan originally gave him, and the competition between the two had gradually increased from two or three moves at the beginning to more than a dozen moves.

Although Ning Yan knew that he was always pretending to be a rookie, to others, Cang Ming's progress in these days could be described as rapid.

In particular, Qi Gu, who always made a comment when meeting him, gradually began to think that something was wrong.

Although my junior brother is not good at martial arts, he is really good at this swordsmanship.Qi Gu secretly made up his mind that he must practice harder and not fall behind!

Ning Yan's daily supply of tea and snacks was still there, and Cang Ming gave it to her in different ways. However, the favorability level always hovered between seventy and eighty, and there was no further breakthrough.

When Ning Yan came back from the meeting hall that day, she had a few pieces of paper in her arms. Xiao Qi lost a comfortable sleeping spot and squatted on her shoulders to bask in the sun.

As Ning Yan swayed slightly as she walked, Xiao Qi, who was squatting on her shoulders, was swaying, her eyelids drooped and a little sleepy.

"You've been sleeping all day, aren't you full yet?"

Ning Yan felt the heavy weight on her shoulders. There was basically no change in the past six months. The only thing that made her feel the most obvious was Xiao Qi's weight.

From the beginning, it was a small, palm-sized dumpling, and as it grew, it turned into a big dumpling, which was heavy and quite weighty when held in one's arms.

[Meow~ (I don’t want to be sleepy, but I can’t help it. It’s not easy to keep me awake with so little energy.)]

Xiaoqi said and yawned again.

Ning Yan raised her hand and rubbed the little white cat's head, folded the paper in her hand and put it around her waist, grabbed the back of its neck and lifted it down, then immediately stuffed it back into her arms.

"Go to sleep."

She knocked on Xiao Qi's head, and he meowed. She found a comfortable position, and fell asleep after a while.

Ning Yan's eyes darkened slightly.

Although the Soul Gathering Pearl is useful, it is not a long-term solution. If it continues to be consumed, the system energy will only decrease but not increase. It will be a problem whether it can escape from the world, let alone the target of the strategy.

The courtyard where she lived was not far away. Ning Yan hugged the cat tightly and speeded up her pace unconsciously.

She had to find a way to speed up the progress.

It was dusk at this time, and when Ning Yan pushed the door open and entered, a sharp sword wind hit her face.

Ruomu, who was sitting on a stone table not far away and watching the competition between Cang Ming and Qi Gu, widened his eyes and hurriedly warned: "Master, be careful!"

Ning Yan's eyes were slightly sharp. She turned around and quickly turned her head to avoid it. However, she was caught off guard and a small strand of hair was cut off.

Qi Gu was also startled. He was still making moves with his hands and suddenly froze in place.

The culprit hurriedly sheathed his sword, and the panic on his face did not look like an act.

Cang Ming's heart skipped a beat, she tightened her grip on Qingshuang slightly, and trotted to Ning Yan's side, as if she acknowledged her guilt.

"Master, are you okay? I'm sorry, I was competing with my senior brother just now and didn't notice you coming back..."

Qi Gu and Ruo Mu also lowered their heads: "We were wrong."

Ning Yan glanced at the half of hair on the ground, then scanned the yard that was messy due to the fight between the two, clenched and then unclenched her fists.

She gritted her teeth and asked with a smile, "What's wrong?"

Cang Ming answered quickly: "The martial arts training ground for the competition should not be in the courtyard, and the courtyard should not be messed up. And..."

Having said this, he glanced at Ning Yan's side face, and the small section of hair that had been broken off at the neck was very obvious.

He lowered his head and whispered: "You shouldn't break Master's hair."

Ning Yan snorted, "You know your mistakes and make mistakes."

Cang Ming felt very guilty.

Turning his eyes to Qi Gu, Ning Yan was puzzled. Although Qi Gu was conspicuous in the past, he was still a measured person. Why is he following Cang Ming in mischief now?

"You know you're wrong and if you don't clean it up quickly, do you still want me to help you?"

Ning Yan looked over, and Cang Ming and Qi Gu immediately understood and went to find tools such as brooms to clean.

Seeing this scene, Ruomu wanted to help, but was stopped by Ning Yan.

Ruomu followed Ning Yan into the house. After taking the piece of paper from her hand and reading it carefully, Ruomu was a little surprised.

"Master, do you want me to go?"

Ning Yan nodded, "There are not many places this time. There are only three contestants from each sect. Your technique is the most outstanding among the freshmen in this class, so I naturally recommend you to join."

"But..." Ruomu held the piece of paper, his expression looked like he was in trouble, "There are so many outstanding senior brothers and sisters in the sect, not to mention this is the autumn martial arts meeting held once every ten years in the world of immortality, I really... "

"Do not be afraid."

Ning Yan knew what Ruomu was worried about. This girl was very strong, but she was always unsure of herself.

He has only been in the Qingfeng Sect for more than a year, but his skills are even more powerful than those of the seniors who came earlier.

"To put it bluntly, the Qiu Wuhui is a place where various sects compete and exchange techniques. I have seen your practice during this period. You will perform stably and there will be no problems."

Ning Yan gave her a firm and trusting look.

Ruomu was still hesitating, "Who are the remaining two people participating in the competition? Senior brother Qi Gu and Cang Ming?"

Ning Yan shook his head, "No, the other two were selected by the other two elders. They participated in the Qiu Martial Arts Tournament last time. If you have any questions after that, you can ask them directly."

Ruomu frowned and pursed his lips, "But..."

"No buts." Ning Yan couldn't let her refuse, "Don't you want to compete with other outstanding people to see where the gap is between you among your peers?"

"You practice alone like this all day long, how do you know you will definitely lose?"

Ruomu was a little moved by Ning Yan's words.

Her nervousness is one thing, but wanting to get in touch with other better people is another.

If she can see different people and different techniques, then this competition will be a very good experience for her.

Ruomu thought for a long time and finally nodded.

"Okay, then I'll go."

At this point, she suddenly remembered something and asked Ning Yan, "By the way, Master, I see on the paper that the Qiu Martial Arts Conference will start in Tianqi Town in half a month. Then I will go down the mountain..."

"Will Master go with us..."

Since Ruomu came to Qingfeng Sect, even though the daily training is boring, he has wanted to go down the mountain many times.

But she was really uncomfortable with being asked to go with two senior brothers she had never met before.

Ning Yan smiled helplessly.

This time they set off to Tianqi Town, and she and Jiuguang led the team.

Jiyun originally wanted to go, but she and Jiuguang worked together to stop him.

It is impossible for three people to go out at the same time. Her father, the leader, is still in seclusion and doesn't know when he will come out. If all three of them leave, what will the Qingfeng Sect do?

In addition, Jiyun had just gone out not long ago, so it was natural that Ning Yan and Jiuguang were invited to come over for this kind of errand.