Douluo: The famous punch-in scene leads the sect to roll up

The next morning.

Yu Qingqian chose the rooftop of the tallest teaching building in Xianyu College and decided to practice there for a while.

The morning breeze blew through the treetops, and the water from the central fountain kept flowing out. The sound of gurgling water mixed with the whistling of the wind, and filled the entire college with the chirping of birds.

Everything about nature is calming. The calmer your mind is, the faster your cultivation will naturally be.

She held her breath and concentrated, her mental power gradually leaving her body and condensing into her own form, then she jumped downstairs.

She traveled throughout the academy, leaving nothing behind. Energetic students; teachers who are busy and overworked, Mu Fengchun drinking tea leisurely, and her father.

Yu Huaijin still looks so energetic.

"Qianqian, come over when you get back. I just want to talk to you about something." Yu Huaijin said calmly.

Yu Qingqian's mental energy paused, then quickly retracted. After completely returning to her true body, she exhaled a breath and slowly opened her eyes.

"Dad's mental power is still so strong. Should I be called a dad?"

The white clouds move gently with the wind, and the flowers and plants move with the wind.

In the dean's office, Yu Qingqian held the "Student Exchange Activity Plan" given to her by Yu Huaijin in her hand, looking at it at a glance and extracting the important information.

"Dad, are you planning to work with Dean Flender to organize an exchange event with the major element colleges?"

Yu Huaijin nodded: "Yes, this will help students discover their own strengths and weaknesses, and at the same time learn how to use their strengths and avoid weaknesses. It can also expand our school's network of contacts. Why not?"

Yu Qingqian agreed with this point. She closed the plan book and stood up to go to Shrek Academy.

"Dad, I will go to Shrek Academy first. I will lead the team for a period of time in the subsequent exchange activities, and then go to the Killing City again."

As she was getting up, Yu Huaijin stopped her: "Wait a minute, what happened to you going to the enshrinement hall to look for tarot cards?"

Yu Qingqian smiled brightly, patted her chest and said, "I've got it, Qianqian goes out, it must be taken!"

"Okay, let's go, let's go."

After leaving Xianyu Academy, she went directly to the Central Street of Tiandou City with her sword, wandering around and asking for news.

Among them, the one that matters most to her is the re-election of the seven sects by Wuhun Palace.

Speaking of which, the counterfeit really regarded himself as the pope, issuing instructions one after another without interruption. The two elders Ju and Gui did not become suspicious even after they did not return. It seemed that they were just trying to achieve a certain goal of their own quickly. kind of purpose.

How should I put it, it looks a bit stupid.

I don’t know if it’s really stupid.

"Are the seven major sects re-elected? It seems that they think that the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect can no longer afford the position of one of the three sects, and the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus family, in their opinion, may have been exterminated, right?"

Yu Qingqian turned the windmill in his hand carelessly, with a simple and curious expression on his face, but his mind was spinning several times.

"Among the above three sects, my Xianyu sect is not allowed to occupy one of them?"

Maybe we can take this opportunity to test whether the Rakshasa God knows about the seal and curse of the God of Destiny.

After blowing lightly on the windmill in her hand, Yu Qingqian's eyes moved, ignoring the stunning looks from around her from time to time, and walked towards Shrek alone.

At the entrance of Shrek Academy, Tang San and Xiao Wu stood side by side. Next to them were the still strong and fat Ma Hongjun, and the slim Ning Rongrong.

No one is what they used to be, and growth brings far more than just physical changes.

The few people seemed to be talking about something. When Yu Qingqian approached, they had already waved goodbye and were about to leave.

She originally planned to go over and say hello now, but she keenly felt a vague gaze from behind the tree not far away.

It's very secret, but it can't escape Yu Qingqian's current perception.

She thought of something, smiled slightly, and pretended to leave, but in fact she took a detour to go to the tree.

There will be a spy behind the tree for a while.

Concealing her own aura, Yu Qingqian came quietly behind the man, gently poked the man's back with her slender and white fingers, and said quietly: "Does it look good?"

That man, Oscar, who was wearing a cowboy hat and a scarf half-covering his face, subconsciously nodded in response: "Good-looking...!!!"

Oscar turned around in an instant and was caught off guard by a beautiful and charming face. His heartbeat skipped a beat shamefully.

He concealed the complexity in his eyes, hurriedly pulled the hat on his head, and quickly took a few steps back: "Miss, I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention just now. I didn't mean to peek at you."

Yu Qingqian first typed a question mark, and then realized that he had changed so much that Oscar didn't recognize him.

She simply wasn't going to tease anyone anymore, so she spread her hands generously and said in a circle: "What? Oscar, you haven't seen me for so long, you don't recognize me?"

Oscar put his hand on the hat for a moment, and sighed slightly, like a deflated rubber ball, thinking silently in his heart: How could he not recognize it? Just by hearing the voice, he knew who it was. But after so many years, Sister Qian has become more dazzling. Can he really catch up with her?

Taking off the hat on his head, Oscar put on the same smile as before and joked: "Hey, although Sister Qian has changed a lot, I can still recognize her." However, he still did not put down the stacked mask standing in front of him. .

Yu Qingqian raised her brows and muttered in her heart: Did she really recognize him right away? Aren't you surprised and confused like others? This whole thing is really embarrassing for her.

"Okay, but Oscar, why are you wearing this mask? Is there anything shameful about it?" Yu Qingqian stared at Oscar's mask and asked.

Oscar hesitated a little, put his hand on the mask subconsciously, his lips squirmed, and he spoke after a while: "Oh, Sister Qian, you don't know how difficult my journey of experience is, and because of this, I left a scar on my handsome face. It’s an ugly scar, so I’m embarrassed to let it go.”

Oscar seemed relaxed, but his tone was a little heavy.

Yes, this kid should be very concerned about his face. After all, being handsome is really handsome.

"Let me see, if your sister Qian doesn't mind, maybe I can do it for you."

"Really?" Oscar was dubious, but he still put down the mask obediently.

On his left cheek, under his eyes, there was a black scar as long as his little finger. It seemed to have healed, but the traces left behind had not disappeared.

Yu Qingqian stretched out her hand to compare, and then slapped Oscar on the shoulder: "Oscar, such a small scar is not that big, right? It doesn't affect your handsomeness at all, but it actually makes you look more mature!"

She manually clicked a thumbs up, then thought of Sister Ruyun's long scar, a trace of regret flashed in her eyes, and then continued: "Okay, your sister Qian will cure it for you tomorrow."

Oscar was so happy that he jumped happily and was about to rush towards Yu Qingqian.

She turned around and kicked Oscar on the butt, and said angrily: "Stay away from me, don't be like a vicious dog that pounces on food."

Oscar rolled to the ground perfectly, stood up, and brushed his hair on both sides of his head: "Sister Qian, you are also going back to the academy, right? Let's go together. I even brought you a gift?"

"Oh? A gift?" She was a little curious.

"That's right!" Oscar held out an ugly sculpture from the soul guide: "I carved this with my own hands. Look, Sister Qian, this is exactly the same as you!"

As he spoke, Oscar shook his head and sighed: "Art, this is simply art! I am really a genius!"

Yu Qingqian looked at this ugly sculpture with a blank expression. The nose didn't look like a nose, and the eyes didn't look like eyes. Is it still art? Who are you trying to scare?

She gave a death smile and moved her wrist: "I don't know much about art, but I know a little bit about boxing. Do you want to try it?"

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