Chapter 924 Queuing Feifei
Hu Qing was going to the arena commonly used by Shuangyang Sect disciples. As soon as she went out, oh~ there was a sea of people outside, blocking her door.
Everyone saw her coming out and shouted in unison: "Master, sister, please teach me!"
This movement was heard by heaven.
At this moment, Hu Qing was glad that he was not the Immortal Emperor of Cunzhong Realm, otherwise, he would have been deaf.
Hu Qing rubbed his ears and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, you guys can't wait. I'm going to eat first. I haven't eaten at home for a long time."
Then someone shouted: "Hu Qing, there's no need to go to the cafeteria. , we are here with our guys, and we guarantee that you will have a hot meal at any time. "
Hu Qing looked over and said, "Are you all here? Our cafeteria is closed?"
"It's open, let's eat squatting."
< br>Hu Qing was speechless: "At the door of my house? I have to go -"
"Yes, yes, senior sister, look."
Everyone stepped aside to let Hu Qing admire the large arena they had made temporarily. It was big, flat and smooth enough.
"Absolutely durable, repair as soon as it breaks."
Hu Qing had no reason: "Okay, then - eat first."
The excitement started On the stove, the food and drink flew directly into the big bowl as soon as they came out of the pot. Everyone didn't use the stools, just squatted down on the spot and started cooking. I was eating like crazy, but I was still ringing my phone: Don’t come over yet, it’s not your turn, wait for our own challenge to finish first.
Hu Qing finished ten bowls of noodles in a row, drank the last bit of soup at the bottom of the bowl, put down the bowl and licked his lips: "Come on."
She jumped onto the ring, whoosh whoosh, three meters across from her Starting to line up at the back, a majestic long queue formed in the blink of an eye.
"...are you kidding me?" With just one glance, she knew that all the disciples in this long team were first-level immortals. She pointed at herself, lowered her gaze slightly, and glared at the one in the front, "Brother, you are still a fake first-level immortal. Whose family do you belong to? How can you make up for it?"
Shorter than her. The younger brother at one end smiled with his eyes like the moon: "Sister, I bribed many senior brothers to be ranked first. I beg you, just give me a punch and make me fly!"
Hu Qing: "."
Stop talking nonsense and send him to heaven with one punch.
A cheerful voice crossed the sky: "Thank you, senior sister -" fading into the distance.
Everyone raised their heads in unison: "Wow--"
Hu Qing felt that these disciples were too lively, so they held their faces like flowers and sent them forward to her to beat. As the only senior sister, how could she let down her lovely brothers? Of course you have to be completely satisfied. One punch at a time, all sent flying.
It’s hard to describe Hu Qing’s mood, but everyone is very happy.
After wearing the stars and the moon, Hu Qing sat in front of the pot, crossed his legs and hugged the big bone and gnawed: "There are many fewer disciples."
In the past, it would not have been possible to finish it so quickly.
The chef concentrated on stirring the soup, without looking at her, and smiled for a long time: "There will be more in the future."
The cartilage creaked after a small bite, and there were more people with less food. She didn't see many familiar faces, so she didn't dare to ask.
But the chef took the initiative and said: "The old Zen master from your hometown is very remarkable. He allowed us to watch them reincarnate with our own eyes. Everyone is relieved. We will count the time and recruit more in the sect. Disciple, everyone is back again.”
Hu Qing lowered her head, her face buried in the shadows: "Hmm."
The chef served her a bowl of boiling soup, and she slowly drank it while drinking until dawn. Talking, quietly watching the sky change from black to white, bidding farewell to an old reincarnation and ushering in a new reincarnation.
Someone came over and said, "Senior Sister, can we, the second-level ones, also line up?"
Hu Qing waved his hand: "Let's line up, I am now at the fifth level, and you are also fighting in groups. You can’t beat me, but you can still get wet with rain and dew while standing in line.”
The chef’s knife for cutting bamboo shoots trembled, and the rain and dew got wet on him? My tooth aches when I look at the long bamboo shoots on the chopping board.
So the second-level disciples lined up happily waiting for the rain and dew to drain away. When the master came and saw it, he was so angry that he laughed and cursed: "How can you get beaten in vain? Fight back, attack first, there is no blood at all."
He said to Hu Qing: " So soft, are you playing? Are you beating the child? None of them are so soft-hearted."
Hu Qingheixian: "I don't want to beat the child."
Everyone said with disdain: "You're always beating me. Hurry up. If you don't do your best, we can't. There was a group fight.”
The lowest level for these masters is the third level - after the Nine Sects War, many people can accept disciples as masters as long as they reach the third level, and they can train one by one and two by two. These people who are shouting now are all Hu Qing's former senior brothers and junior brothers. You don't have to be polite when talking to Hu Qing.
Hu Qing smiled angrily: "Okay, I will show you the strength of the fifth level today!"
Move your wrists and shoulders, and your joints will click.
The disciple on the opposite side panicked: "Senior Sister, you, you, you -"
The titles were all confusing, his master still called him Junior Sister Hu Qing.
Hu Qing smiled softly and said: "Be good, don't be afraid. Don't open your mouth. After landing, go directly to the medicine hall and put the tooth back in."
Suddenly, everyone who heard this said felt pain in their cheeks and tightened their muscles subconsciously. Cheek biting lip.
Hu Qing grabbed his fist, smiled brightly, and swung his fist out with the sound of wind and afterimage.
The man flew out, flying very high, and there was no scream, because his mouth was tightly wrapped, and half of his teeth were banging around in his mouth.
In this way, some people say sarcastic remarks: "It's still not strong enough. Are you not full?"
Before Hu Qing could open his mouth, the person next to him kicked him: "You have eaten enough to support yourself. No matter how hard you try, can you beat out your brain?"
Well, you really can't use more force, disciple. Jin Gui, if you are stupid, it will be a great loss for the sect.
On this day and from this moment on, the people in the medicine hall were extremely busy. There was an endless stream of disciples coming to get dental implants, so they had no choice but to dig up fresh herbs and prepare ointments on site. It's just dental implants, you don't even need to take pills, that's it, tsk, who wants to see these ugly big mouths. Mix up the ointment, give a spoonful to anyone who comes, and apply it yourself in front of the mirror. Anyway, you are most familiar with your own teeth.
Thanks to Hu Qing, all second-level disciples have experienced tooth transplantation.
It actually made the first-level disciples feel itchy and wanted to do it again.
Hu Qing sternly refused, joking, her time was precious and not for playing with these naughty children.
When it was the third level's turn, they wanted to form a formation to deal with Hu Qing, but Hu Qing disagreed: "You didn't understand what the higher-ups meant, right? I didn't even use my spiritual power. Let's fight with force. It's useless." ”
If she uses spiritual power and martial arts, the first and second levels combined are no match for her.
Everyone laughed: "We use formations and you use force. Don't you think this is more exercise?"
"Such a smart head, come on, come on, I'll cut it off for you to show. What is a genius?" Hu Qing scolded, "You are allowed to fight in groups."
Forget about the formation.
Everyone laughed: "Okay, you are ready."
Just when they were about to take action, a low and shy voice sounded: "Wait, Hu Qing, that , you fight me."
This coquettish tone immediately attracted the attention of a group of rough old men, and everyone looked over in surprise.
"Qinghou? Didn't you go out with Senior Brother Han?"
Qinghou looked at Hu Qing with a red face: "Well, I'm here to find Hu Qing."
Everyone, look at this and that, your eyes are fixed on Qinghou's red face, and you feel uncomfortable. wonderful.
Oh my god, someone is poaching Su Shan!