What are your dreams?

Everyone has their own dreams, but it seems a little strange to say on this occasion. And a lot of times, strangeness scares people away.

The teachers and students who had been stalled due to the enrollment of the martial arts department at this time regained their steps and walked quickly towards the outside of the martial arts arena, as if there was something terrifying behind them.

"Thousands of searches, in order to get the golden sand. Seeing that everyone was scattered, although Mu Sen was confused, he pretended to have nothing to do and said.

Don't look down, the crown will fall.

Don't shed tears, sluts will laugh.

"Hahaha...... Komori, your question is really earth-shattering. "Li Huairuo, a slut, will never let go of any opportunity to ridicule.

"Yes, yes, it's just a change of color, and the grass and trees are sad. Komori, that's amazing. "Well, Zhu Zhijie is also a slut.

"This question should only be in the sky, how many times is it rare to hear it in the world?" Yang Ren shook his head. Well, it's a bunch of sluts.

In response to everyone's ridicule, Mu Sen pretended to be calm, how can there be a genius who is not ridiculed? And there are many things that we can't ask everyone to understand, if everyone understands you, then what kind of ordinary do you have to be?

is extraordinary, just like the dozen or so students who are still standing proudly on the martial arts arena.

In the tide of sudden departure, these dozen or so students are like towering reefs, immovable, although they do not show their qi, but they have their own majesty.

Mu Sen was looking at the dozen or so students, and similarly, the dozen or so students were also looking at Mu Sen. At this time, Mu Sen crossed his hands behind his back, much like the ancient teacher who shook his head, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

There is also a saying about maverick pigs that dragons do not live with snakes.

The sun slanted, no one spoke, and the green leaves carried by the breeze swirled in the air, and finally fell gently to the ground. Li Huairuo, who mocked Mu Sen for a wave, stood silently behind Mu Sen, clasping his hands around his chest, much like a group of little brothers who were ready to make a big move at any time.

"Wood shopkeeper......" When the green leaves that had originally fallen to the ground were swept up by the breeze again, a thin and tall student with a pair of figure-eight eyebrows spoke softly.

"Hmm. Mu Sen's heart fluctuated slightly, these dozen or so people are likely to be the seeds of the future of the martial arts department, well, they are indeed majestic, handsome and beautiful.

Mu Sen's voice was soft, but it contained true feelings. After singing the black face, you should sing the red face, the harsh enrollment conditions are just to eliminate the strong-willed people, the soldiers, it is very likely that in the future, they will lead the army alone and fight against the hundred clans. If their will is not strong, how can they make the trip? Or they can't endure this bit of hardship, how can they be expected to fight to the end without fear of hardships and dangers?

The art of war, not the arrogant person.

These people are good, and there is light in Mu Sen's eyes.

"I don't know if the Luoyang shop is open today? I've been hungry for Qingxia and slurp meat for many days. ”

"Me too, since I ate the Qingxia Gollum Meat of the wooden shopkeeper, eating other things is like chewing wax, and it doesn't taste at all. ”

"Yes, I haven't eaten well in the past few days, so I'm just waiting for the shop to open. ”

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These guys are good?

Mu Sen's face gradually changed, from light wind to uncertain, and then from uncertain to angry eyebrows. I now have 100,000 grass and mud horses in my heart, and I will give them all to you. This group of grass and mud horses is clear, strong and heroic, and can chase the wind day by day, a thousand miles a day. You have to treat them well.

Mu Sen, whose face was uncertain, finally shook the hands that were originally behind his back, and then let out a cold snort from his nostrils and walked away.

Seeing Mu Sen suddenly leave angrily, the dozen or so students were full of surprise, not knowing what they had done wrong. The crowd looked at each other, not knowing what to do. Finally, it was the tall and thin student who took a light step forward and shouted at Mu Sen's back.

"Wood shopkeeper, when will the Luoyang store open?"

"Next life!" Mu Sen returned angrily, a group of rice buckets that had no eyesight.

Hey, aren't you a foodie?

Only those who are pleasing to the eye are called foodies, and the others are rice buckets.

......

Ignoring the wailing crowd, Mu Sen hurried back to the Luoyang shop, he first had to cook himself a beautiful meal to replenish the energy needed by the body after the breakthrough. Secondly, he has to think about admissions, today's scene makes him very powerless, and he feels the need to enlarge the recruitment.

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When Mu Sen returned to Luoyang Xiaodian to cook food, the news about the enrollment of the martial arts department had spread throughout Qingyang Academy, some people were disdainful, some people were eager to try, but more were indifferent and ignored.

For many people, they can usually go to the martial arts department to listen to lectures, but they will never change their doors and switch to the martial arts department, not everyone has the courage of Kui Qing and Zuozong.

"! I don't talk about martial arts, and it's not a charity, why do I regularly open the altar to talk about soldiers!" Mu Sen stir-fried the Pei Cui cauliflower in the pot, the crystal light filled his radius, he sniffed lightly, and his face showed a satisfied expression. Then his gaze turned cold, and he said in an unkind tone.

Regarding Li Huairuo's question, Mu Sen wanted to explode foully. What are you kidding about? At present, many students of Qingyang College have the idea of not joining the martial arts department, but auditing. In this way, you don't have to leave your own department, and you can learn the art of war, which is simply a double win without the slightest risk.

But how can there be such a cheap thing in the world?!

"It seems that Qingyang Academy can't be counted on, how should we recruit students?" Li Huairuo shrugged his shoulders, his face unchanged, obviously expecting Mu Sen's answer.

"I have a killer feature. Mu Sen sprinkled a handful of spices into the pot, and the tempting aroma instantly hit his face.

"Good. Li Huairuo swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

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Agni Society.

Shang Jing was sitting on a carved fiery red chair with a cup of tea, and the curling tea mist obscured his face, making it difficult to see.

Under his seat, Man Yangze and Wan Qiang also sat down with tea.

"Yang Ze, have you thought it through?" Shang Jing spoke, breaking the calm.

"President, think about it. Man Yangze put the teacup in his hand on the table, and then said respectfully.

"Man Yangze, you are a cheap bone, you are going to transfer to the martial arts department! Have you forgotten the shame that Mu Sen gave you?" Wan Qiang slammed the teacup in his hand on the table, and the tea splashed everywhere and made a crisp sound. His face was red, his eyes were burning with flames, and his whole body was like a fierce lone wolf.

"I forgot. Man Yangze turned his head, glanced at Wan Qiang and said calmly.

As if surprised by Man Yangze's answer, Wan Qiang was stunned for a moment. But in an instant, I was furious, and I forgot?

"Mu Sen bullied you in front of countless people, can you forget this kind of shame?!" Wan Qiang's voice was a little sharp, a bit like a duck's call.

Man Yangze glanced at Wan Qiang seriously, and then sighed in his heart.

"That's my own fault, I've never resented Mu Sen. ”

It is true that Man Yangze has never resented Mu Sen, in fact, the moment he made a move in the White Lotus Secret Realm, he was ready to fail or even die.

The cultivation of the Great Dao is to seize the creation.

He can take away from others, and others can take away from him. Therefore, how can there be so much resentment, it's just that the skills are not as good as others.

"Blame yourself?!" Wan Qiang's voice suddenly raised, mixed with a little hatred. After the two humiliations of the White Lotus Secret Realm and Luoyang Xiaodian, Wan Qiang's indignation towards Mu Sen and others has been unforgettable, and he no longer thinks about how to take revenge on Mu Sen and others all the time.

"Isn't it?" said Man Yangze softly.

"You ......" Wan Qiang was furious, he understood that Man Yangze was not only talking about himself, but also insinuating him. Whether it was in the White Lotus Secret Realm or the Luoyang Shop, he was the first to provoke the conflict.

However, I am not wrong! Wan Qiang has a terrifying wave rolling in his heart.

No matter what the world, there will be some people who never think that they are at fault, all problems are someone else's, and if they can't rely on others, they will blame God for their problems. This kind of person is what we usually call garbage.

"Smack!" a crisp voice came to mind, the sound of a finger flicking the seat.

"Cousin......

Shang Jing looked at his cousin whose eyes were full of resentment, and his heart was full of helplessness. This cousin's talent is acceptable, but his mind is too poor to become a big man. After Mu Sen spoke under the moon, he talked to Wan Qiang once, hoping that he would forget his hatred, after all, many people should not be offended to death. But Wan Qiang took his words as a deaf ear, turned around and went to the small shop in Luoyang to make trouble, but was frustrated again.

Hatred is such a thing, alas, that it is easy to rise but not to disperse.

Shang Jing took his eyes off Wan Qiang, who had been confused by hatred, and turned to Man Yangze, who had a restrained breath. Man Yangze is a demonic freshman he personally dug up, and he is also the successor he focuses on cultivating. At this time, Man Yangze's eyes were bright, and although he did not reveal his qi, he had a majestic and heroic taste at that station.

"Alas, Wan Qiang is even better than one-tenth of Shangyang Ze. The emotion in Shang Jing's heart flashed.

"Go ahead, then, but remember that the fire will always be your home. Shang Jing looked at Man Yangze and said gently, with a smile like a spring breeze on his face.

"Cousin!" Seeing that Shang Jing actually agreed to Man Yangze's request, Wan Qiang was anxious. What kind of ecstasy soup was poured into Man Yangze by his cousin, can he promise this kind of thing?

"Thank you, President, I will always be a part of the Agni Society. Man Yangze got up and bowed respectfully to Shang Jing. Although he hadn't been in the Agni Club for a long time, he really felt Shang Jing's care and expectations.

No one should be nice to you for granted, so you have to respond gently to every kindness you receive, because these people who release kindness to you are your courage to survive in a cold world.

"Cousin!" Wan Qiang got up and shouted again.

"Sit down!" Shang Jing frowned, waved his right hand lightly, and a gentle but long spiritual power came out of his body, imprisoning Wan Qiang on the seat.

"Drink tea. Shang Jing said to Man Yangze.

Man Yangze sat down, picked up the teacup, and drank the golden tea.