The next day, the competition continued.

The drizzle is hazy, and the mountains are covered with a layer of rain like white fog, and the breath is clear and clear into the heart.

Mu Zui held an umbrella for Shen Gu Rong, covering the rainy sky.

Since Chen Gurong left Fan Jiangju, his eyes were unconsciously looking for something, and Mu Zui was also a little absent-minded when he spoke to him.

As soon as he arrived at the competition stand, a group of chattering disciples Sao immediately became silent when he saw him, so obedient that he didn't dare to say a word.

Chen Gurong was used to it. Just as he was about to go to the attic with Mu Zhe, he heard someone calling him not far away.

"Holy Lord! Morning!"

It's the voice of Qingyu.

Others around him looked at Qingyu at the same time, looking shocked, thinking that this person was so brave that even a look like the Saint Lord could scare people into a cold sweat. Wouldn't he be afraid of death?

Qingyu was not afraid of death at all. He lay in the last row of the stands, waved at Chen Gurong with a smile, with an extremely happy attitude, and with some unconscious intimacy, as if he just regarded the Holy Lord who everyone feared as a friend.

Chen Gurong didn't care about the attitude of others towards him. He turned his head slightly and looked at Qingyu.

But the next moment, his eyes, which were originally looking forward to the light, were dim and dull.

Mu Zhe was frowning and thinking about when he could beat Qingyu up, when he heard a scream of grief and anger in his master's heart.

"Where are me, fox, ears?!"

Mu Zhu: "..."

Qingyu lay on the railing of the stands, squinting her eyes at Gu Rong's smile, wearing a silk hat on her head, covering the fox ears cleanly, and even unable to see a fox hair.

Chen Gurong... Chen Gurong's heart is about to be broken.

Chen Gurong followed Mu Zui to the attic in a daze, and even Xi Guxing greeted him perfunctorily.

Mu Zhe's teeth were about to be broken. At first, he thought that Qingyu's words about Chen Gu Rong's fox ear were just exaggerating. Now it seems that it is not exaggeration, but on the contrary it is still reserved.

Chen Gurong doesn’t like fox ears, he just loves it so much.

Mu Zhe endured it again and again, couldn't help it, and knelt in front of Shen Gurong and asked tentatively: "Master, what do you think... Qingyu is...?"

Chen Gurong turned his head: "Fox ear?"

Mu Zhu: "..."

Mu Zhe's lips twitched slightly.

After Chen Gurong blurted out, he realized something was wrong. He coughed dryly and said, "He is a good boy."

"Fox--Ear!"

Mu Zhu: "..."

Mu Zhe smiled fiercely: "Yes, is it? The demon clan and human monks don't seem to like him very much."

Chen Gurong frowned: "Because he can't continue to practice fox ears?"

"Fox ear ahhhhhh."

Mu Zhu: "..."

Chen Gurong said seriously: "I have taught you before that your body is just a skin. People who practice Taoism don't have to pay too much attention."

"Fox Ear!!!"

Mu Zhu: "..."

You have been calling out to the fox ears, but you have never stopped.

Mu Zhe sighed silently and stopped talking.

Mu Ze said nothing wrong just now, because those fox ears and green jade are extremely awkward in the position between the demon clan and human cultivators. It is common for people to be bullied because of their low cultivation level in their young age.

The demon clan thought he was a defective product who didn't even have a demon appearance, while the human monks despised him as a half-human and half-demon monster.

In recent years, perhaps only Chen Gurong likes the fox ears that symbolize shame to Qingyu.

Qingyu talked to the Holy Lord who had always been looking forward to. Although Mu Zhe forced a soft hat to wear, he was always in a good mood.

On the second day's competition, Qingyu only went to the competition once.

After he knocked the person down, Wen Liubing thought that he would like to make ruthless words like yesterday to provoke hatred by the people around him. The Lanting sword had been pulled out, but Qingyu was abnormal and bowed slightly, and then he got down on the competition platform.

Wen Liubing resented the sword, which was a bit of a pity.

Qingyu didn't know that he was only a little short of leaving his soul and returning to the west, so he went to the attic heart to meet the demon master.

Although the demon lord didn't like him, he was the only one who could fight with Mu Zhe from Liren Peak during this conference, so he didn't embarrass him much, and even praised him for the first time.

Xi Guxing also admired Qingyu very much and asked him: "Who is your master?"

Qingyu scratched her head, as if she thought the question was strange: "Ah? I don't have a master."

Xi Guxing was stunned and looked at the demon lord in disagreement.

The demon lord stuffed the snow-clad makeup that was about to be blew out into his sleeves, and said without changing his face: "Our demon clan respects natural growth, and does not have the rules of master and apprentice."

"Yes." Even though facing many important and powerful faces in the Three Realms, Qingyu still showed no timidity. He smiled and said, "I have been practicing in all parts of the Three Realms since I was a child. When I am alive, I have improved my cultivation. If I die, I am not lucky. If I make a decision, I cannot blame others."

Xi Guxing probably realized that this green jade was very unpopular with the demon master, so he simply didn't say much, nodded slightly and asked him to go down.

Qingyu didn't understand Xi Guxing's meaning, and was still saying with greater urgency: "Can I go into the inner room to find the Holy Lord?"

Xi Guxing frowned.

Feng Yun, who was sitting aside, took his eyes back from the competition stand, and looked at the demon lord with a smile as if he had seen through what he was thinking.

Which of the people who came to the AMD conference sincerely came for the competition. They spent so much time and energy, but they took this opportunity to confirm whether the magic weapon was on Shen Fengxue.

But Shen Fengxue was too vigilant. Even though everyone forced Xi Guxing to ask the Saint Lord Lirenfeng to go on a big competition, Shen Fengxue only appeared in a hurry yesterday and went to the inner room without waiting for them to take a look.

After the barriers were separated, it was impossible to know what he was doing inside.

This demon lord is so good that he asked Qingyu to find a reason to go to see the Holy Lord in a swagger.

Xi Guxing is so precious to his junior brother, how could he let a half-human and half-demon junior meet the Holy Lord rashly?

At this moment, Shen Gurong's cold voice came from inside: "Come in."

Xi Guxing frowned.

Shen Gurong seemed to guess what he was thinking, and his voice softened: "Senior brother, no obstacle."

Xi Guxing was then sure.

Everyone present: "…"

Even the demon lord was stunned, but he didn't expect that the problem that had been in trouble for several days was easily solved.

The demon lord looked at Qingyu and sent a message to him: "Go and check if the artifact is on Shen Fengxue."

Qingyu seemed to have not heard it, and happily lifted the bead curtain and went in.

The inner room was elegantly decorated. Shen Shengjun, who was admired by thousands of people, was sitting by the window, holding his elbows on the window frame and looking down carelessly.

Mu Ei knelt on the side and was making tea. He swept Qingyu over and gave him a cold look.

Qingyu was careless to the others, but he was indeed extremely respectful to Shen Gurong. He even knelt down and saluted with his fingers, saying with curved eyes: "Qingyu has seen the Holy Lord. The Holy Lord is really like an immortal, and Qingyu is stunned."

Mu Zhu: "..."

He thought coldly, he would not be fooled by such clumsy and false praise...

Chen Gurong: "Come on, why are you praising me? Haha, haha, continue, don't stop."

Mu Zhu: "..."

……shield.

Master was blinded.

Qingyu's mouth is very sweet, and she can say something praises at once, and in just a few words, she makes Chen Gurong feel happy.

Qingyu was so happy that she was about to try to take off the soft hat and let the Holy Lord look at it again, and Mu Eddie's eyes floated over with murderous intent.

Qingyu's hand shook.

Mu Zhe looked at him gloomyly and sent a cold voice: "If you dare to take off your hat, I will cut off your ears."

Qingyu: "…"

Qingyu trembled and put down her hand.

Chen Gurong kept staring at his head. He thought Qingyu was about to take off his hat, but he was full of expectations. Who would have thought that he just helped the hat and put down his hand.

Chen Gurong's heart was broken again.

Mu Zhe was so jealous that his eyes began to turn green.

At this moment, Qingyu suddenly seemed to have thought of something, and looked at Chen Gurong with shiny eyes and said, "Saint Lord, I have improved my cultivation these days and can finally transform."

Chen Gurong: "Hmm?"

Transforming? Turning the ears away?
To be continued...