Hearing this concerned greeting, Deng Qingyan's eyes turned red. He is used to being helpless, and he licks his wounds alone after every battle, and he has never been cared for.

It's just that he still snorted stubbornly: "Not only is it okay, but I can also beat ten of you." ”

Mu Su was upright: "Then please come to my room tonight and let me learn the tricks." ”

As he spoke, he bent down and was about to pick up Deng Qingyan.

"Don't ......" Deng Qingyan pressed Mu Su's arm. Whispering Nono said, his pale face after the battle with a few sickly flushes.

Mu Su thought about it seriously in his heart. The previous copycat Shenluo Tianzheng used up all his spiritual power, and now his body is hollowed out, how embarrassing it would be if he didn't pick it up at once. So he took her by his arms and sat down on a futon near the barrier.

There were some strange glances around. Anyway. The pair of teenagers are a little too close......

Some of the disciples who were close to each other turned around Deng Qingyan's face, and then they understood the general situation, and threw a knowing smile at Mu Su.

Mu Su ignored it and sat down with Deng Qingyan in his arms. Immediately contrived and surprised: "Yingtai, what's wrong with your arm." ”

Then he pretended to be inadvertently and gently scratched Deng Qingyan's palm.

"It's okay, it's just that I bumped it before, and I can't use my strength." Deng Qingyan didn't want Mu Su to worry too much, so she pretended not to care and waved her right arm. The pain involved made the little face wrinkle, and he forgot what Mu Su's sentence Yingtai meant.

How could Mu Su let the duck in his hand fly, gently pulled it over, held the soft wattle and kneaded it.

Deng Qingyan struggled lightly a few times, and when she saw that Mu Su refused to let go, she blushed and let him do anything.

After touching it for a while, Mu Su tried to go offline, but he couldn't leave because it was not idle. It seems that there is no way to pause the game to solve the physiological needs.

Not far away, Lin Qing'er and Lin Ao saw all this in their eyes.

They looked at each other, and they both found that there was surprise in each other's eyes.

"I can't believe it...... Unexpectedly. Lin Ao smiled bitterly.

Lin Qing'er bit her pale lip lightly and looked at the intimate two in a daze.

"There must be some misunderstanding. Maybe they're not what we think they are, and that teenager might be ......"

The man dressed as a woman didn't say anything, but was interrupted by Lin Ao: "That's even worse." ”

Lin Qing'er fell silent.

Lin Ao raised his head, starry eyes looked at the two sitting side by side, and a faint sense of loss flashed in his eyes.

If the person who is close to Lin Zhan is replaced by himself...... How nice should it be......

Well......?

Well???

Mu Su, who felt a chill inexplicably, raised his head and looked around suspiciously.

A stick of incense is fleeting.

Deng Qingyan, who had regained her basic mobility, was helped up by Mu Su. He shouldn't have been on the pitch with his injury. But he didn't want to pass up this opportunity.

Next, the two will face their own battles.

At the same time, they are each other.

As the only registered disciple who showed the strength of the Qi Refining Realm, nearly half of his eyes converged on Mu Su's location.

The two stood opposite each other.

"I should have thought of that." Deng Qingyan looked at Mu Su, who was standing a few feet away, and her tone was complicated.

He gave too much to become stronger. He wanted to be in the top 10 and get the opportunity to become an outer disciple. But he didn't want to make a move on Mu Su......

"It's not too late." Mu Su looked at him with a smile, his eyes full of encouragement.

There is no doubt that he is starting to get sick. This time, the theme is acting.

The more he was like this, the more Deng Qingyan felt guilty. I buried my head and didn't dare to look at Mu Su: "Senior Brother Lin, in fact, I am ......"

"I know." Mu Su interrupted him softly.

"You know?" Deng Qingyan raised her head in astonishment.

"I knew it from the beginning."

The scenes together flashed in his mind, and he couldn't help but chuckle out loud when he remembered those actions that Lin Zhan deliberately took advantage of.

He exhaled a breath of turbidity, dissipating those negative emotions, his dark eyes were firm, and he looked at Lin Zhan with a smile on the corner of his lips.

"Please, Senior Brother Lin."

If life is only as it first sees, he finally has some of the beginning.

The deacon, who had been waiting for them to finish speaking, glanced at them.

"Lin Zhan vs. Deng Qingyan, start."

Deng Qingyan took a deep breath, looking calm and about to admit defeat.

"I throw in the towel."

Mu Su's voice resounded through the enchantment.

There was an uproar in the white jade square.

There were even other disciples in the enchantment who turned their heads in surprise.

In the enchantment, Mu Su turned away from Deng Qingyan and stepped out of the enchantment.

His voice slowly echoed through the barrier.

"I'm not going to do anything to you."

If he had been an actor at the Oscar, he wouldn't have had anything to do with Leonardo.

Mu Su, who stepped out of the enchantment, thought to himself.

But isn't it a little numb?

In short, Musu, who returned to the futon first, did not get the expected hug. However, Deng Qingyan's attitude towards him has changed significantly. always secretly looked at Mu Su's side face, and after Mu Su looked at it, Deng Qingyan panicked and pretended not to care and twisted her face.

No matter how you look at it, they are all characters who have already succeeded in the strategy. However, the number of faces in the task list is still 1.

In the next game, Mu Su repeated his old skills, and he chose to admit defeat immediately after the start of the game.

It's definitely not because the opponent is a graceful woman who admits defeat.

It's definitely not because of her frivolous flattery.

Mu Su, who successfully admitted defeat, raised his head arrogantly and stared at the deacon: "I'll admit defeat, I'm not happy that you beat me to death." ”

I don't know what he had to do with the deacon.

In the end, Mu Su stopped in the top 100 with three wins and seven losses. Deng Qingyan successfully entered the top ten sequence.

On the second day, a deacon of the sect appeared in the Musu wooden house, issued a robe token to the outer disciple and led him to the outer gate to report.

As an official disciple of Immortal Spirit Taizong, Mu Su's treatment has been improved by several levels. Not only can you receive 500 low-grade spirit stones every month, but you can also listen to the lectures of Elder Jindan Yuanying. You can also read the exercises at will on the first floor of the Fairy Pavilion.

Mu Su was really afraid that he would encounter some mysterious exercises or fragments of exercises inside, even if he and Lin Qing'er joined him, the latter would not be able to live or die after persuading him.

Lin Ao also followed for some reason, sneering on the side, he was proud of his cultivation and didn't learn the exercises, and Mu Suli ignored him.

There is good news from Qiuxian Mountain. Deng Qingyan ranked ninth, and it didn't take long for Mu Su to be able to see him at the outer gate.

With the end of the registration competition, Mu Su returned to a state of idleness. I don't practice, I run around in the outer gate all day long, and I prefer to go to the forbidden place or formation, either to steal peaches in the Lingcao Garden or to steal pills in the Alchemy Hall, to watch the horses in the Lingyu Garden, and jump down the cliff when I have nothing to do.

In view of the strict guards in the sect, the mere Qi Refining Realm was not enough to cause trouble, so he was let go with a few words of warning. But he was such a maverick that his fame spread within a few days.

But at the same time, there are also many disciples who don't like him. Or think that he is corrupt, or angry with him, or unaccustomed to his swagger.