Master dismantles CP with bare hands in the human world

Everyone in the infield of the sword test competition was gearing up, eager to try, and vowed to win the leader and become famous all over the world in one fell swoop.

Mu Chu patted Jing Yuan on the shoulder, his eyes were full of trust, and the corner of his mouth lightly raised, "Be careful, pay more attention, you must be the leader."

Jing Yuan was a little nervous, his palms were covered with sweat, and he said awkwardly: "Master trusts me so much, I'm afraid of disappointing Master."

Mu Chu looked at Jing Yuan with raised eyebrows, don't worry, I can't let you down, you are the protagonist, with a halo shining on your head, if anyone who doesn't have good eyesight dares to block your way to win the championship, you will be blown away by you in a designated minute.

But looking at Jing Yuan's tense and serious expression, Mu Chu encouraged him softly like an old father who is about to send his child to the college entrance examination: "You don't need to be nervous or stressed, just do your best."

Jing Yuan's tense mood calmed down quietly, he let out a breath, and said with firm eyes: "Yes."

At this time, Xu Jinhou, the head of Kunlun Mountain, and Xie Minran, the second-in-command, naturally had to have various entertainments on these grand occasions, so Mu Chu could dodge his laziness, and because of his reputation for dismantling CP too loudly, he was even more so. I'm free.

After Mu Chu gave Jing Yuan some psychological counseling, he had just returned to the auditorium dedicated to the Immortal Venerable, and Su Ziyu quietly leaned into his ear and said in a voice that could be heard by two people: "Go and cheer for your beautiful disciple. Let's cheer up."

Mu Chumin glanced at him, and said disgustedly: "You are enough."

But Su Ziyu didn't take it seriously: "I'm not wrong, she is indeed a beauty. According to me, if your disciple had been born hundreds of years earlier, maybe there would be nothing like the four beauties in the history books. "

After all, Su Ziyu sighed sadly, "It's a pity, it's a pity that he is a man, otherwise I would definitely go to Kunlun to propose marriage in person with a gift that can compete with ten miles of red makeup."

Mu Chu rolled his big eyes, and said in a clear and cold voice, "Whether he is a man or a woman has nothing to do with you, you can't do it, just give up."

Su Ziyu curled his lips, "Anyway, people who are as cold-hearted as Mu Xianzun and have never talked about Taoist couples don't understand our courtship thoughts."

Mu Chu was too lazy to continue this topic with him, and then his eyes narrowed, and he saw Li Qingqi walking towards this side with a long body in a green suit.

He got up and was about to go to say hello, but Su Ziyu grabbed his arm. Mu Chu looked at Su Ziyu in bewilderment and said, "What are you doing?"

Su Ziyu hid behind Mu Chu, and said in a low voice in fear: "Talk to your immortal doctor and let him stop pestering me, I'm afraid of him."

Mu Chu raised his eyebrows and said, "Did you offend him?"

Su Ziyu looked sad, "Heaven and earth conscience, how dare I provoke him. Is it because he knows that I am colorblind, he dragged me to do research for him a few days ago, and then guess what?" Speaking of this Su Ziyu paused, rolled his Adam's apple with difficulty, and continued: "Good guy, I almost took my life!"

Su Ziyu trembled all over after speaking, and said in fear: "Your fairy doctor is really terrible."

Mu Chu raised his eyebrows and said, "Didn't Li Qingqi go to Misty Peak with you before, I thought you two could get along well."

Su Ziyu sighed faintly, "Once you say this, I don't know what to say. In fact, Li Qingqi almost knocked down the roof of my small temple in Misty Peak during the few days he went there!"

Mu Chu was aroused by him, "How to say?"

Su Ziyu raised his eyes and secretly glanced at Li Qingqi, leaned close to Mu Chu's ear, raised his left hand to cover his lips, and complained: "It's not about Gu Wanwan and my brother, alas, since Gu Wanwan was sent back by you last time, After Misty Peak, it didn't take long to find out that she was pregnant with Ziqin's child."

Mu Chu suddenly had the illusion that he was a gossiping paparazzi, and coughed dryly: "Isn't the child yours?"

Su Ziyu puffed her cheeks, glared at him, and said angrily, "How could it be mine! How long have we been separated?"

Mu Chu choked, "Okay, okay, you continue to talk, what does her pregnancy have to do with Li Qingqi? He couldn't be the one to make the diagnosis, right?"

Su Ziyu snorted softly, "She really wanted to. But after she heard that Li Qingqi had come to Misty Peak, she wanted to ask Li Qingqi for a pulse on safety, but unexpectedly, she was ridiculed by Li Qingqi."

Mu Chu raised his eyebrows and smiled when he heard the words: "According to Li Qingqi's temperament, he can't directly ask her whether he wants abortion pills or just give her a kick?"

Su Ziyu looked up at him, surprised and said, "How do you know?"

Mu Chu: "..."

"It is said that Li Qingqi was attending the clinic at Misty Peak that day, and there were many disciples who came to see him. They all saw Li Qingqi smiling and saying to Gu Wanwan, 'Do you want a bowl of abortion medicine or should I just kick you? '" Su Ziyu paused after speaking, the depression accumulated on his face for more than half a year dissipated a lot, and continued in a relaxed tone: "Although I didn't see it with my own eyes, I heard that Gu Wanwan was scared for several days. He didn't dare to go out, and then somehow begged Ziqin to move to the exorcism camp set up by Misty in the human world."

Mu Chu clapped his hands and smiled, "Then you don't have to watch those two guys dangling in front of you every day, it's a blessing in disguise."

Su Ziyu drooped her head again, her tone weakened three points: "If it's just like this, then I can really be called a blessing in disguise. It's a pity that a blessing is a disaster, and a disaster is a blessing."

He glanced depressedly at Li Qingqi who was not far away, and sighed: "In those days in Misty Peak, Li Qingqi came to check my pulse every day, rain or shine. Originally, I was suffering from color blindness, except for the very close people around me. No one knows about it outside, but because of the daily pulse diagnosis by the immortal doctor Li Qingqi, almost everyone in Misty Peak thought that I had some terminal illness and was about to go west."

Su Ziyu looked at Mu Chu aggrievedly, and said: "Brother Chu, during the few days when Li Qingqi was here, Misty Peak was full of people/heart/fear/fear, while I was exhausted physically and mentally."

Mu Chu patted him on the shoulder, suppressed a smile, and said in a very sympathetic tone: "Brother, you have worked hard."

After saying this, Mu Chu suddenly found that Su Ziyu didn't wear his brightly colored cloaks today, so he couldn't help asking: "You don't wear your cloak now?"

Su Ziyu frowned, rubbed the tip of her nose with the index finger of her left hand, and kicked the air twice with the tip of her shoe, with a hint of impatience in her tone: "Ziqin and Gu Wanwan bought those cloaks for me, saying yes I don’t distinguish between five colors, and I walk around in a red, willow and green cloak all day long, which makes a lot of jokes.”

Mu Chu didn't expect that a cloak could have such a "conspiracy" flavor. He was about to act as his best friend to comfort Su Ziyu, but he heard Su Ziyu say: "Forget it, don't mention it, it's all in the past." gone."

"But—" Su Ziyu's big eyes rolled around, and he suddenly smiled: "Brother Chu, how did I find out that you have talked a lot recently? You used to look like the whole world was mentally retarded, and only I It looks like a person who is so clear that he owes a beating, now..." Su Ziyu looked relieved, "Brother Chu, you finally look like a normal person."

Mu Chu rolled his eyes: "Get lost."

While chatting and laughing, the disciples of the first group of competitions had already stood on the competition ring. Everyone pressed their sword hilts, their spiritual power surged, and the battle began only after an order was issued.

Wen Youliang of Qilian Zong had a warm smile on his face, he was wearing a white hooded mink fur cloak, and he was still holding the silver stove in his hand. He raised his hand lightly, and Xue Wu, the elder of Qilian Zong who was in charge of presiding over the meeting, immediately announced loudly— —

"The No.70 Ninth Sword Trial Conference, the first group of competitions has officially started!"

As soon as the words fell, the spiritual power in the competition arena suddenly surged, and the sound of swords clashing could be heard. Hundreds of disciples went all out and competed fiercely to become the only winner of this first group.

Su Ziyu sat upright, looking at the competition ring with a serious face, lacking the usual relaxed and unreliable look, but now it seems that she has the demeanor of a school leader.

It was rare for Mu Chu to see him so handsome, and said softly, "Are there any disciples of yours in the first group? So serious."

The corner of Su Ziyu's mouth curled up, and he said rather conceitedly: "My eldest disciple Yun Lan is on the ring, look, that white-clothed disciple who is so dry in an instant is him."

Mu Chu looked at the sharp white-clothed disciple with great interest, nodded and said, "It's really powerful."

Su Ziyu put his left hand on the handle of the chair, leaned back against the back of the chair, with a determined smile on his face: "Brother Chu, this year's sword test meeting is not only worth watching in Kunlun, maybe the final winner of this year Those who will appear in Misty."

Mu Chu raised his eyebrows and squinted at him: "Su Ziyu, what are you daydreaming about in broad daylight?"

Su Ziyu glanced at his mouth, and said angrily: "Hmph, just watch, our misty strength is not bad. Yan..."

Mu Chu blinked his eyes, poked Su Ziyu, and said mysteriously: "But your disciple is really good, you have worked hard, Su Ziyu."

Su Ziyu was praised, and suddenly returned to her heartless appearance, and said cheerfully: "A famous teacher produces a good apprentice."

Mu Chu looked at his appearance of opening a dyeing workshop after giving three points of color, and reluctantly agreed: "That's right, isn't the personal disciple of the master of Misty Peak who is famous all over the world just strong?"

Everyone likes to hear good things, and Su Ziyu is no exception. Just by looking at him so happy that he can't find Bei, you can tell: "Brother Chu, I found out why you speak so well, hahahahaha."

Mu Chu looked at his innocent appearance, leaned back in his chair, shook his head and laughed, it was a miracle that Su Ziyu became the head of Misty Peak.

The No.1 in the first group of competitions finally fell on the head of Misty Peak He Yunlan without any doubt after fierce competition.

He Yunlan walked up to Xu Ziyu respectfully and saluted, with a calm expression on his face, he said in a deep voice, "It's a good thing that Yunlan didn't disgrace her life."

Su Ziyu patted him on the shoulder very happily, and boasted proudly: "Good job."

After the first group of competitions, the second group of competitions followed immediately, and Jing Yuan was also on the list for the second group of competitions.

Mu Chu leaned lazily on the back of the chair, full of confidence.

Nonsense, if Jing Yuanda can't win the first place in this group competition, his name will be written upside down.

The competition of the second group started with a fierce battle of spiritual power and sword energy in turn, and the sound of sword energy colliding in the whole field was "bang bang".

Looking at the people competing in the arena, Mu Chu couldn't help saying with emotion, "Young people are awesome."

He looked at Jing Yuan who was sweeping away all the disciples in the arena, rubbed his chin, and thought about how many tricks he could do under Jing Yuan's men now.How far can you escape?

Just as he was thinking, Su Ziyu suddenly leaned over and said in shock, "Brother Chu, how many times have you experienced lightning calamities as a beautiful disciple? How can you have such a strong spiritual power? You can beat the disciples of the same period by several blocks."

[The author has something to say: Su Ziyu: Should Jing Yuan consider coming to us?The kind given by luxury cars and mansions.

Jing Yuan: Do you have my master?

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Su Ziyu: ...

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