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

"Why is this expression on?"

Ning Yan followed his gaze to the table and suddenly understood, "Are you unhappy?"

Cang Ming shook his head, but his expression remained gloomy, and he spoke softly, "Master only tasted one cup."

Ning Yan thought to herself that Cang Ming was quite stingy. It was just a pot of tea, and she couldn't actually drink much by herself.

But she couldn't say that. In order to protect her young apprentice's sincerity towards her, Ning Yan shook her head helplessly, "Elder Jiuguang is the elder, and the other two are your senior brothers. People in the same sect should respect and care for each other. Wait until tomorrow Can you bring me some new tea and let me try a few more cups?"

Her tone was gentle enough, and Cang Ming couldn't help but say "ok" in a low voice.

But she always felt uncomfortable. In the blink of an eye, she saw the kitten happily eating dried meat on the table. Cang Ming became more playful and stretched out her hand to grab a few pieces of dried meat scattered on the table.

Xiao Qi, who was enjoying his meal when his food suddenly ran out, said: "????"

It looked up in confusion, and saw Cang Ming holding a bad look on his face, holding up pieces of dried meat in his hand and raising his chin at it.

"I bought this thing. You have to say thank you to me, otherwise I won't give it to you."

The scene of a person saying this to a cat is really weird and funny.

Xiao Qi's head was full of black streaks. He should have guessed that Cang Ming could do no good. His whole body exuded the strong aura of "I am the villain".

Let a cat say thank you, man, don't be too outrageous.

Ning Yan had never seen Cang Ming with such a childish side. When she saw Xiao Qi looking aggrieved and almost crying, she let out a light tut.

"Why are you teasing it? It's just a cat. How can I say thank you to you?"

Cang Ming didn't care, "I can't say thank you, just meow. Every time you see me, you're afraid of being like this. People who don't know think I'm abusing you."

As he spoke, he poked Xiao Qi's round belly with his hand.

This immediately made the kitten's hair explode. He jumped up from the table and ran to Ning Yan's arm. His furry head took the initiative to rub it, and his eyes asked for help.

Ning Yan tapped Xiao Qi's forehead with her finger and signaled with her eyes, "How about you meow?"

Xiao Qi looked shocked: "????"

Ning Yan: "For your food for the next few days."

Well, as expected, threats with food are 100% effective.

Xiao Qi drooped her eyes, turned around and faced Cang Ming, and meowed reluctantly.

【Meow~(I am really convinced.)】

"Is it really called?"

Cang Ming had known for a long time that this cat was very spiritual. Hearing it meow obediently, he inevitably became interested for a moment.

Xiao Qi raised her eyes and glared at him: [Meow! (I’m already screaming, can you give me my food back first???)]

Cang Ming took a piece of dried meat and teased it, "How about two more barks?"

Xiao Qi immediately exploded: [Meow!Meow!Meow! (I advise you not to go too far!!!)]

Seeing that he had made the kitten anxious, Cang Ming resisted the urge to laugh and put all the dried meat in his hand on the table.

He raised his hand and scratched the kitten's furry head again. Seeing that it looked disgusted but didn't hide, he finally felt better.

"Why are you acting like a child and arguing with a cat? If your relatives know, they will definitely laugh at you."

Ning Yan couldn't see it.

Cang Ming snorted lightly, "Just let him laugh at his jokes. Master, it's fine if you don't laugh at me."

Although the child's words made him feel uncomfortable.

Ning Yan, who had laughed at him hundreds of times in her heart, smiled slightly and decided not to care about this man who had lived two lifetimes without a childhood.

In the end, Qi Qi still didn't know about this matter.

Qi Gu took Ruomu around Tianqi Town for a long time. According to what Ning Yan told her along the way, Ruomu came here purely to gain experience.

In addition, her relatives gave her a lot of knowledge about the Qiu Wuhui. It was said that various sects competed to exchange feelings, but in fact they were all competing for the first place.

Which sect wins the first place means which sect has face and strength.

The Qingfeng Sect has been the well-deserved number one in every session in the past. However, this time they chose Ruomu to play, so it was naturally impossible for a freshman like her to shoulder such a heavy responsibility.

The only explanation is that someone else has the heavy responsibility.

There's no point in cramming. When Ruomu thought about it, he suddenly didn't feel nervous anymore. He should eat and play, but he couldn't let this trip down the mountain go to waste.

So when the Autumn Martial Arts Tournament officially started the next day, Ruomu's performance looked very calm and composed compared to the two senior brothers around him who had already participated in the competition last year.

"Little Junior Sister, seeing that you are so confident, you must be very confident, right?"

The senior brother standing aside asked her.

Ruomu shook his head very calmly, "Not sure."

Senior brother: "But I see that you don't look nervous at all. What else could this be but a confident mind?"

Ruomu smiled, "It's a broken jar."

Brother: "..."

"Senior brother, don't be nervous. God is going to give this person a great responsibility, and he must first work hard with his mind and body. I believe you, this little nervousness is nothing to you."

Ruomu turned his back on the guests and reached out to pat the senior brother on the shoulder, showing a very friendly smile.

The senior brother sighed, and the pressure in his heart unknowingly became heavier.

The Autumn Martial Arts Association was held at the arena at the south gate of Tianqi Town. The elders of the top three sects in the previous session were all seated in the upper seats, while the rest of the sects found their own seats in the audience.

The competition was based on a lottery round system. As soon as Ning Yan, Jiuguang and their group found their seats and sat down, Lin Su took a group of disciples from the Yueyang Sect and sat beside them.

Since only the elders had chairs and the other disciples were standing, there was only a long light between Ning Yan and Lin Su.

"Master Hanshan, what a coincidence, our two families are so close to each other."

Lin Su smiled and smiled. Ning Yan didn't want to make the relationship between the two sects too tense in front of so many people, so she just nodded and said hello.

Lin Su wanted to say something more, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he felt an extremely strong gaze on his side staring at him.

It was so cold and dark that it looked like a poisonous snake hiding its fangs, which made him shiver subconsciously.

Lin Su raised his head and looked over, but what he saw was a young man with a handsome face and an upright posture.

Seeing him looking at her, Cang Ming raised her eyebrows and showed a confused look, as if the strong malice just now was an illusion.

Lin Su paused for a moment, then leaned over and asked Ning Yan through the long light: "Master Hanshan, have you accepted another disciple after not seeing you for three years?"

He actually wanted to ask yesterday, but seeing that Ning Yan didn't seem to be convenient at the time, he didn't ask.

Jiuguang knew all the trivial things between the two of them. He was between the two of them, neither walking nor sitting, so he could only relieve the embarrassment by stroking his beard.

Ning Yan hummed.

Lin Su didn't seem to notice her coldness, so he asked again, "When did you accept him again? For so many years, you have only had one disciple, Qi Gu, why did you think of accepting others?"