Song Yue was wearing big vest and shorts, his head was sweating all over his face, and he rubbed his hands a little embarrassedly, looking at Qian Qianxue: "It's not good to have a date like this? Isn't it a bit unsovereign enough? Otherwise... come in and sit for a while, I'll take you to see the goldfish? Then I'll go take a shower and change my clothes..."

Qian Qianxue's beautiful face twitched slightly and said lightly: "What are you thinking? Who is going to date you? Someone is here to find fault, it's not convenient for me to take action. You can teach those people a lesson."

Song Yue was unhappy when he heard this. It wasn’t a date!

Why don't you ask me for?

Besides, is it not good for someone to find fault with the School of Practice?

What's up to me?

He wished he could move a small stool to eat melons and watch the show.

Qian Qianxue looked at him and said calmly: "Didn't you say that you can fight the people in the School of Practice?"

Song Yue scratched his head. He did say this, but the problem is... he didn't seem to be angry when others beat those little chickens!

"The other party is from the elite martial arts school." Qian Qianxue looked at him.

"What?"

When Song Yue heard this, he felt a little energetic and looked at Qian Qianxue in disbelief: "The people from the elite martial arts school ran to the cultivation academy to smash the ground? Are they just idle? Are they full? "

"A person in the elite martial arts hall wants to pursue your sister."

Your sister!

Song Yue almost subconsciously replied, "I have never been able to take such an advantage in front of him!"

But then he thought of something and frowned and asked, "Are you talking about gentleness?"

Qian Qianxue nodded: "Besides her, do you have a friend in the School of Practice? You almost got beaten up!"

There is a hint of resentment in the words.

After all, no one wants his alumni to be beaten by outsiders.

This is what I say, it seems like I am a great devil.

Song Yue looked at her and said, "Aren't you my friend?"

What does that sentence mean? Call your sister first and then call your sister, call your wife!

Before calling me, I must at least be a friend first...

"I'm not."

Song Yue: "..." These words are a bit hurtful.

Qian Qianxue's eyes were as bright as water, looking at him: "That group of people shouted, saying that no one in the School of Practice could fight. I am already a high-level monk now. According to the rules, I cannot attack them. I told them that as long as they can fight the gentle brother, they will no longer stop them."

Song Yue: “…”

I was pulled out to block the gun by you?

The question is...why!

It’s a good match for a beautiful lady and a gentleman, there’s nothing wrong with it!

Of course, he is not very happy to pursue gentleness.

"Gentle cry."

Qian Qianxue gave the last blow.

Song Yue was angry.

If Qian Qianxue is the woman he wants to pursue the most, then gentleness is really his only friend in the past ten years in the School of Practice.

I don’t know why, but no one else likes him very much!

Gentleness is different. The little girl is like her name. She always likes to follow him and tells him softly, brother, don’t bully my classmates anymore, okay? They are all afraid of you.

He also often gives him delicious food to help him find martial arts secrets, which makes him feel a little embarrassed to find fault in the past two years.

If this matter is Wenrou who is willing to do so, then he can't do it, but Qian Qianxue said Wenrou cried, that wouldn't work.

Obviously, it's not happy!

It’s not OK to bully my sister!

"Okay, I'll go with you."

Song Yue walked out in his slippers and wearing big shorts.

"Lead ahead!" he said carelessly.

At this time, Qian Qianxue hesitated a little, and looked at Song Yue with a wavy look: "You're going like that?"

"Do you still have to bring a knife? That's not good... It's just a group of little bastards, young Mu Ai, pursues girls, so we should use that ruthlessness?"

Song Yue looked at Qian Qianxue in surprise. Such a beautiful girl is not only a ruthless person, but also so cruel?

Is it really okay to marry such a girl?

Qian Qianxue's pretty face finally broke her defense and said angrily: "Who told you to bring a knife? Am I that vicious? I'm asking you, just wear slippers?"

"Oh, you said this," Song Yue scratched his head, "Wearing slippers...it's already very proud of them."

Qian Qianxue was speechless, glared at him and said, "Then let's go."

...

In the practice academy next door.

A large group of people gathered and divided into two groups.

The two sides are clearly distinguished.

A group of teenagers in the Elite Martial Arts Hall were arrogant and their faces were filled with the unrestrained smiles of the winner.

On the other hand, the group of people from the School of Practice here were all covered in dust, with a few bruised noses and swollen faces, and tears on their faces.

The little monks are just vegetables, soft and weak, and they all look like Sister Lin.

A group of teachers from the School of Practice are responsible for maintaining order, and they are also gloomy. They cannot take action due to their identity. After all, the School of Practice welcomes challenges.

But I was in an extremely bad mood and hated this damn rule.

It would be enough to be abused by a Song Yue, but the people from the elite martial arts school actually came to find fault.

This is the greatest sorrow of practitioners.

Before they can achieve success in their practice, they are really no different from ordinary people.

Even those who have achieved success in practice are not without examples of falling into the hands of ordinary people.

Something happened that year. A mid-level practitioner is said to have reached the sixth level of Qi nourishment and close to the seventh level. He is about to enter the ranks of high-level practitioners and can release powerful magic and have devastating power.

As a result, because of a small matter, a quarrel with an ordinary person and then evolved into a conflict.

The practitioner relied on his supernatural powers and magic, and did not take the other party's ordinary strong man more than 1.90 meters seriously.

While the condensation magic was about to launch an attack, the opponent suddenly took out a knife and stabbed it into his stomach... The intestines flowed all over the ground, and the picture was terrible.

The practitioner died on the spot.

This incident caused a lot of controversy and was very sensational back then.

Although Song Yue was not embarrassed to use such a thing to mock the cultivation academy, deep down, he felt somewhat worthless for the practitioner.

Since you want to do it for a while, you still pretend to be an air?

Even though you know that you have poor melee ability and defend against croakers, you can also give people a chance to get close. Who will die if you don’t die?

In fact, most students in the entire cultivation academy make this problem, all of them are pretending!

Otherwise, he would be a martial artist, no matter how powerful he is, he would not be able to fight all over the school by himself.

Qian Qianxue is very smart, practicing magic, but she does not delay practicing martial arts, perfectly replenishing the attributes of a weak chicken in the early stages of the practitioner.

After Song Yue suffered a small loss in her hands, he never went to talk to her again.

When Song Yue and Qian Qianxue entered the School of Practice, they heard people from the Elite Martial Arts Hall shouting from afar: "Where are people? Haven't you gone to shake people? Don't you dare to come?"

"Ha, I want to see if anyone has the courage to stretch his head after hearing the four words "Elite Martial Arts Hall"!"

"Can it be a drag-on technique? I want to drag us away?"

"Just kidding, if we don't give a clear statement today, we won't leave!"

A student from a cultivation academy opposite couldn't help but respond angrily: "This is a cultivation academy, not a place for you to be presumptuous! Don't think that no one can deal with you, there are so many people who can beat you!"

The Elite Martial Arts Hall immediately responded: "Yes, Qian Qianxue is fine. We are convinced by her, but she is a high-level monk. According to the rules, high-level monks must take action at will without reporting, so those are useless. Anyway, none of you can fight!"

In the crowd, a long hair shawl and a very beautiful face, but cuteness is better than a beautiful little girl crying silently.

A group of people around him were both distressed and angry.

Someone next to him comforted: "Gentle and not afraid. Your brother will definitely beat them down when he comes!"

When the people from the Elite Martial Arts Hall heard this, they sneered and mocked: "We won't pursue you to find foreign aids. We'll just wait here to see who the gentle brother is sacred!"

"The School of Practice is also a hot chicken. At the high level, there is not even a fight. He is so handsome that he laughs at our vulgarity in practicing martial arts. It's so funny!"
To be continued...