Mu Qingyun left the gymnasium bathing in the sunset.

Mu Changfeng, who was on her left, said with a smile: "Do we still have to eat fish tonight? By the way, I remember that you guys from the Huijian Sect live in a secluded place in the mountains. Why do you like eating fish so much?"

To her left is Chi Ze.

Chi Ze smiled dullly and said nothing.

Behind Mu Qingyun on the right, the disciples of the Huijian Sect who were following him said straightforwardly: "This is the homework. The young sect master has made a request. The disciples must eat more than two fish every day. It seems that the young sect master has been instructed by a divination master.

It is said that if all members of the sect eat fish, they can improve their recent bad luck."

Mu Changfeng burst into laughter immediately.

Mu Qingyun walked for a while, and when people almost reached the barbecue grill outside the restaurant, they started to feel a little strange.

The wave of people in front and behind, including the Supreme Elder of the Huijian Sect, was a quasi-sword god.

Needless to say, Mu Changfeng, who has been famous for twenty years in Tianshan, even though he is a casual cultivator, he has dominated the Tianshan Sword Sect for twenty years.

In the past twenty years, the Tianshan Sword Sect on the mountain, which has been passed down for hundreds of years, has not dared to call itself the number one sword sect in the Tianshan Mountains.

Mu Qingyun was a little helpless. What could she have to communicate with these big guys?

When he was distracted, he entered the cafeteria. Mu Qingyun followed the gust of wind caused by the bosses around him, and as if he was being carried away, he inexplicably sat at the table of the bosses.

Everyone: "Cough cough cough!"

Mu Qingyun nodded: "Okay."

Everyone laughed and came to comfort Mu Qingyun: "Don't worry, Qingqing Shimei, Chi Ze is quite gentle."

"Yue Qingqing, Chi Ze."

Fortunately the table is big enough.

After all, the swordsmen of the Tianshan Sword Sect formed a group to fight him, and they fought for several years, but they failed to break this hard bone.

Everyone responded and soon sat together and called a young disciple to come over and take charge of drawing lots.

Others followed suit.

In the blink of an eye, Mu Qingyun's dish, which weighed five or six times that of an ordinary person, was only left on the bottom of the plate.

Mu Qingyun still had this kind of eyesight, and he quickly greeted: "Seniors, if you don't mind..."

Mu Changfeng was truly satisfied with his meal.

As soon as he saw her, the junior brother came over with a food box, brought out twelve colored dishes with a smile, and placed a dish of river soup in front of Mu Qingyun.

Mu Qingyun laughed, but he was not embarrassed at all.

Everyone: "Pfft!"

All of them are qualified to participate in the qualifiers of the Grand Competition, there is no doubt about it.

After eating, everyone slowly went out for a walk to eat, but Mu Qingyun still didn't make it.

There is no astringency in the shredded bamboo shoots. They look oily but not greasy at all. When you bite into them, although they are not too crispy, they are fresh and fragrant and especially delicious.

While chatting, Long Sheng from Jiangnan Water Village looked around and raised his eyebrows.

Mu Qingyun just ate several mouthfuls of rice. When he raised his eyes, he saw his junior fellow apprentice from the martial arts school looking around.

After Chize had eaten and drank enough, he exhaled comfortably: "I thought about the table of noodles that Shimei ate in the cafeteria yesterday, and today I finally know what it tastes like."

She was always easily embarrassed when she was a child. Because of her tendency to be embarrassed and restless when meeting strangers, Teacher Jia even used the method of 'fighting fire with fire' on her.

A meal, a storm gathered.

Only then did Mu Qingyun realize that the group of people in front of him had to drag her over just to get a bite to eat.

"What do you call me, senior? They call me old and brother! You are the host. Today we are all doing as we please."

"Senior Sister, Senior Sister Chen said that the lotus leaf chicken you cooked is reserved for you to eat as a midnight snack."

Mu Qingyun was not too worried at this time. The overthrow of Yuncheng occurred three years after Sun Yuzhi, Zhang Rongrong and Zhang Xiuxiu had been entangled, separated and reunited. No matter what, it would not be now.

Mu Qingyun finally didn't have to worry about others thinking her appetite was abnormal.

Chi Ze, who was known to be honest and quiet, finished eighteen bowls of rice in one go and ate three five-pound large seabass and Qingjiang fish in one go.

Everyone was laughing and joking, Mu Qingyun also smiled and nodded, stood up and sat in front, face to face with Chi Ze.

All the bosses in the room stopped chatting, and for a while there was only the crisp sound of bowls and chopsticks hitting each other. Everyone was busy eating, but she didn't say anything, picked up the bowl and chopsticks and took a chopstick to stir-fry shredded bamboo shoots.

Mu Qingyun smiled: "Thank you so much, brother - Fenglong Tanyue, Tianzong point on the left shoulder."

Mu Qingyun: "..."

Especially the recipes and dishes she specially listed for herself in the cafeteria are the favorites of this group of people.

Mu Changfeng didn't give her the slightest chance to say goodbye. The group of people sneaked to the small garden behind the gymnasium, sat in the pavilion, and continued to have tea without being polite at all.

The table was soon filled with food.

In this year's reincarnation competition, if a few dark horses don't suddenly appear, the champion will be decided among these people.

Once you have arrived, you will be at ease. Mu Qingyun will be at peace as if he were a normal person.

No matter how small Mu Changfeng's Mu family is, there are only three of him, his brother and sister, but because of him, the Mu family is truly the number one swordsman in Tianshan.

Fortunately, seniors...brothers and sisters, you know how to leave some for the master and don't eat it all.

Many thoughts flashed through Mu Qingyun's mind. He blinked and suddenly thought - Chi Ze was better than Mu Changfeng.

When she turned around, all the bosses in the room were staring at the side dishes in front of her.

Gudu!

In other words, Chi Ze has accomplished something that hundreds of disciples of other sword sects have not been able to accomplish for several years.

"It's good to lose. Accumulating more experience of losing will be of great benefit to your future practice."

Before Mu Changfeng finished speaking, he took one of the ordinary Sixi meatballs in front of Mu Qingyun with a chopstick.

The shredded bamboo shoots are meat-roasted, with thin slices of pork belly added into them. The shredded bamboo shoots absorb the fat, and a bit of pickled vegetables are used to neutralize the fat. It is really delicious and just right.

If one person is against a hundred people, who dares to say that the Huijian Sect has been defeated?

The others are all big shots who are also known by their names.

In an instant, several pairs of chopsticks took away the shredded bamboo shoots.

This group of people obviously plays like this all the time. Two groups take the field, using various killer moves that they would not be embarrassed to use in normal competitions. There is laughter and laughter for a while.

Chi Ze smiled and said: "My sister, please go first."

"It's rare to get together like this and have nothing to do but have a literary fight?"

They will eat whatever they like.

Not to mention that these big guys are all very kind, even if someone is fighting in front of her, as long as they don't fight in front of her or kill the people around her, she can still do whatever she needs to do safely.

Everyone didn't talk about business, and they just mentioned something like there were monsters near Yuncheng, but they all showed their trust in Zhuo Yanfei.

Chi Ze smiled and said: "Sword in the Lake, block!"

Mu Qingyun nodded: "Last month, Shang Qu!"

Chi Ze: "...Chase the wind, avoid it!"

A group of big guys who originally looked relaxed sat up straight this time and said blankly: "Did they really see the flaw, or are they just fooling around?"
Chapter completed!