Time travel to become the master of high-risk occupations

Mu Ji left the stand and went back to the attic.

As soon as he opened the bamboo curtain, he heard Shen Gurong talking inside.

"I asked you to teach him how to practice the sword, but I didn't ask you to teach him anything else."

Xi Guxing: "I'm just teaching him how to practice swords... Tsk, what do you mean? It's nothing to do with me that he dies alone. Don't always push the problem to me."

Mu Yan walked over: "Master, head teacher."

Shen Gurong who was by the window immediately shut up, and looked up at him with an indescribable expression.

Mu Ji's scalp was numb from his eyes, and he thought to himself in a daze: I won the master, wouldn't the master praise me?

The master didn't want to praise him, the master was only worried that he would not be able to marry a wife in the future.

Xi Guxing was not stingy with his praise, saying: "That sword is really good, keep it up."

Mu Ji nodded.

Shen Gurong glared at him: "Keep it, keep it! If you keep it, how can there be a female cultivator who likes him?"

Mu Yan: "..."

Xi Guxing saw that Shen Gurong was about to dig a hole out of Xiju's cushion, and said angrily: "The most important thing for a swordsman is cultivation. Since when have you considered those children's love?"

Shen Gurong glared at him, and glared at him.

Xi Guxing gave a "tsk", not bothering to share his knowledge, got up and walked out.

Mu Yu walked over and knelt down beside Shen Gurong, looked up at him slightly: "Master."

Shen Gurong: "Huh?"

Mu Ji didn't speak, just looked at him.

Shen Gurong waited left and right, but he didn't see Mu Yu speak, so he was a little puzzled: "What is he doing? Waiting for praise?"

Mu Yan pursed his lips, his ears were a little red, but he still held on and did not leave, still looking at Shen Gu Rong.

Shen Gurong looked at it, and felt that she must have guessed it right: "Little boy, if you make the competition like that, it will be a question of whether there will be any female cultivators willing to talk to you in the future, and you still want me to praise you? Wait to go." you."

Mu Yan: "..."

Mu Yan was really confused now.

A few days ago, he was competing with others on the competition stage. In order not to let the master's eyes leave him so quickly, he procrastinated for a long time, but later he found that the master didn't like his procrastination, and mistakenly thought that he was doing it on purpose. Show off.

This time, Mu Xie behaved well, and he used all his strength to sweep the enemy down the moment he took the stage, in order to prove that he was not showing off before, and that his cultivation was not comparable to that of Yu Xinghe and others.

But this time, his master didn't seem to like it again.

Mu Yan instinctively lowered his head, looking a little lonely, thinking: What exactly does Master like?

When Shen Gurong saw his distraught appearance, his cold heart immediately softened. He couldn't see Mu Yu's uneasy appearance of worrying about gains and losses.

He sighed, raised his hand to gently rub the top of Mu Yu's soft hair, and said, "Didn't I say, don't always keep your head down?"

Mu Yu obediently raised his head to look at him, his head just touched Shen Gu Rong's warm palm, and he rubbed it lightly with some dependence.

Shen Gurong was immediately softened half of his body by the dependent action of this little spirit beast.

"He's so sweet."

Mu Yan froze for a moment, then slowly relaxed his body.

His master really likes people who are obedient and docile.

So as long as he remains so docile in front of Shen Gurong, will he be able to stay by his side forever?

Just when he was deep in thought, Shen Gurong suddenly said: "Who is that?"

Mu Yu came back to his senses, followed Shen Gurong's line of sight to look out, and saw on the competition stage, a young man dressed in black was holding a curved bone knife, standing there savagely. The furry fox ears show two small fangs when she smiles.

The disciple who fought against him didn't even survive a single move, and was kicked off the competition stage. The boy in black probably struck hard, but he was finally helped up by his fellow disciples.

Mu Yan frowned: "He is a nine-tailed fox from the demon clan, named Qingyu."

Shen Gurong kept staring at Qingyu's fox ears, and said absently, "Oh? How does his cultivation compare with yours?"

Mu Ji, who has always been very conceited, hesitated for a moment before answering: "There is no distinction between equals."

Only then did Shen Gurong come back to his senses, and looked at him in surprise: "Are you sure?"

Mu Ji nodded.

"Have you fought against each other?"

Mu Zhi said: "Well, I met him once in Fuxian City last year, and he always clamored to fight me."

Shen Gurong hurriedly asked: "Then did you win?"

Mu Ban said reservedly: "Of course we won."

It's just that Mu Ban didn't get any benefits at the time, the spiritual power of the sapphire demon clan was absorbed into the chaotic spiritual veins, and two fox ears grew on the top of his hair, which only receded after three days.

Since then, Mu Ban and Qing Yu have had a sworn feud—one-sided, so whenever they see Mu Ban, they feel inexplicably irritable.

At this moment, the young Qingyu who was carrying a curved bone knife said carelessly: "Mu Yu, let Mu Yu come out and compare with me."

Mu Ji frowned, turned his head away and stopped looking at him.

Wen Liu said in a cold voice: "Eighteen rounds, Yaozu Qingyu wins. The next round..."

Qingyu directly interrupted Wen Liubing's words: "Don't play another game. Anyway, in the end, the leader will be between me and Mu Yu, so what's the point of you guys fighting desperately? It's better to just abstain and let me fight Mu Yu. Let's go home early."

Everyone in the stands: "..."

This sentence directly aroused the anger of the crowd. Just now, when Mu Yu was puzzled and swept the female cultivator down with a sword, he failed to make everyone angry. Hearing this sentence, he immediately mobilized and attacked.

"Get off, you bastard!"

"Don't come out and make a fool of yourself if you haven't finished cultivating your ears!"

"You are the way of heaven, everyone has to listen to you?! Get lost!"

Qingyu was full of surprise: "I'm telling the truth, why did you... ah! Who hit me?"

Someone in the stands took out miscellaneous objects and threw them on the competition stage. Sapphire was smashed and ran all over the field, and said: "If you have the ability to compete on the stage! What kind of hero is a hero with a hidden weapon!"

The people in the stands smashed harder.

In the end, Wen Liubing came onto the stage, grabbed Qingyu by the collar, and said sinisterly, "I said, next time, didn't you hear?"

Sapphire: "..."

Qingyu shuddered, and said in a low voice, "Listen, I heard it."

Wen Liubing directly threw him off the stage, Qingyu let out a "cheep" and hurried away.

In the attic, the demon lord closed his eyes in horror, refusing to admit that this person belonged to the demon clan.

Xi Guxing smiled on the surface: "There are also many... rising stars in the Yaozu."

Hearing his words of choking others before, he was thrown back, the demon master didn't say a word, and tugged the rope tied to his finger. At the other end of the rope, Xue Manzhuang, who was going to crawl in quietly, fell to the ground immediately. He was dragged back by his father.

The first day of the Weiwei Conference ended in such a frenzy.

When Shen Gurong returned to Fanjiang Residence, Xiwu was sitting with Yu Xinghe on the stone steps at the door, looking like they had been waiting for a long time.

Shen Gurong raised her eyebrows: "What are you doing sitting here?"

As soon as Xi Wu saw him, her eyes lit up, she quickly got up and ran over, threw herself into Shen Gu Rong's arms, and gently hugged his waist.

"Brother."

Mu Yan watched coldly from the sidelines, wishing to tear Xiwu out of Shen Gurong's arms.

Shen Gurong bent her eyes and lightly touched the back of Xi Wu's head: "Is it fun today?"

Yugiri nodded with flushed cheeks.

Today, Xiwu has been sitting with Yu Xinghe on the stand of the disciples of Liren Peak, because the disciples of Fenglucheng are next door, and those who know her will look at her with extremely strange eyes when they see Xiwu.

The disciples of Liren Peak have never seen such a cute daughter, even though their seniority is older than them, they are still happy, waiting for the opening time of the micro-explaining conference, they all show their housekeeping skills in an attempt to make the little uncle laugh.

Xiwu has a delicate appearance, and her pair of misty phoenix eyes can almost melt people's hearts when looking at people.

Sitting obediently on the stand, she inadvertently caught the eyes of everyone in Fenglu City not far away, and was so frightened that she immediately threw herself into Yu Xinghe's arms, sobbing even her voice.

The disciples of Liren Peak, who uphold the inheritance of protecting their shortcomings, were furious immediately, and roared at the evil dragon in Fenglu City separated by a layer of barrier.

"What are you looking at?! You can also see our Liren Peak Junior Martial Uncle! Hurry up and turn around!"

"Pull out your eyes! Look again! I will kill you all later!"

Everyone in Fenglu City: "..."

Even Xi Wu, who was buried in Yu Xinghe's arms and pretended to cry: "..."

Today, even if she met people from Fenglu City, it was still Xi Wu's best day.

Shen Gurong nodded: "That's good."

Only then did Xiwu come out of his arms.

Seeing Xi Wu, Yu Xinghe jumped at Xi Wu, like a huge spirit beast, wagging his tail and threw himself into Shen Gurong's arms: "Master! This disciple is in so much pain today."

Master was thrown back half a step by him, and said coolly: "You still have the nerve to call me?"

Yu Xinghe was injured immediately, he clutched his chest, he couldn't believe that the master who always loved him would say that about him, and looked at Shen Gurong with tears in his eyes: "Master, I am Xinghe, master!"

He was buried in Shen Gurong's neck again and rubbed back and forth, the eyes of Xi Wu and Mu Yu who were beside him changed at the same time.

Shen Gurong was unmoved by his coquettishness: "Look at Mu Yu, and then at you."

Yu Xinghe said aggrievedly: "But Xinghe can't learn, Xinghe tried his best."

Before Shen Gurong said anything, Mu Yu couldn't hold back at all, and directly stepped forward, grabbed Yu Xinghe by the back collar and tore him off Shen Gurong, and said to Yu Xinghe with a smile on his face: "Student!" No? I'll teach you."

Yu Xinghe's eyes widened. He was probably "taught" by Mulan before. When he heard the "I'll teach you", he immediately ran out: "I don't want it, I don't want you to teach me!"

Mu Yu didn't wait for him to refuse, and slightly nodded at Shen Gurong: "Master, this disciple will leave."

Shen Gurong nodded.

Mu Ban dragged the weeping Yu Xinghe away.

Fan Jiang lived in a side courtyard, and Mu Yu imposed a restraint in Yu Xinghe's hands, and asked him to practice the entire set of sword moves ten times in the backyard before he could be free.

As soon as he came out of the backyard, he was about to go to Fanjiangju to look for Shen Gurong, when he heard someone laughing on the sycamore tree beside him.

"Mu Ban, long time no see."

Mu Ji didn't even look at it, and walked away quickly without looking sideways.

Qingyu gave a "tsk", jumped down from the plane tree, stood lightly in front of Mu Yu, and said with a smile: "Don't go so fast, let's catch up on the old days."

Mu Yan said with a cold face, "I'm not in the mood to catch up with you, see you tomorrow on the stage."

Qingyu shook the wine jar in her hand: "Then drink?"

Mu Ji became impatient: "Get up."

Qingyu's fox ears moved, and she shrugged: "All right, then I'll go find your master."

Mu Yan: "..."

Mu Ban's expression changed: "Are you courting death?"

Qingyu said carelessly: "Where are you looking for death? Just now when I came from the door of Fan Heju, I saw your master watering the flowers in the yard, so I went in to say hello."

Mu Yan looked at him in surprise, he was not beaten out by the master's palm?

Qingyu has always been bold, with eyes above the sky, and he doesn't know what death is at all, even the Demon Lord can't help him with his unbridled temperament.

If he met the Holy Monarch whom everyone avoided, he might really go up to say hello.

Mu Yan reluctantly believed that Qingyu could really do such a thing.

The corner of his lips twitched: "What did my master tell you?"

Qingyu rolled her eyes, moved her fox ears again, and said with a smile: "Your master praised my fox ears for being pretty."

Mu Yan: "..."

As Qingyu spoke, the tips of the fox ears turned a little red. He coughed, as if trying to hide his embarrassment, and said loudly: "This is the first time since I was born that someone praised my fox ears for being pretty. Your master really respects me!" good."

Qingyu is a hybrid of a human monk and a demon race. Even though his cultivation base is higher than that of his peers, the fox ears can't change back after he cultivates into a human form.

Qingyu was having fun when she saw Mu Yu suddenly turn around, pinching his ears and pressing them into his hair.

Qingyu quickly hid to the side: "What are you doing?!"

Mu Yan said coldly, "Press your ears back for you."