News spread very quickly among students, and the place where this happened was still in the cafeteria where students gathered. In an instant, the news that a third-ring martial artist defeated an eighth-ring martial artist with two moves spread throughout the entire world like a hurricane.
canteen.
"Brother, have you heard? Just now, a new student on the first floor killed the Thunder Lion Barek in two moves using the martial arts realm of a three-ring martial artist."
"Tch, it's dinner time now, are you kidding me?"
"So many pairs of eyes have seen it under the tmd. Believe it or not." After saying that, the young man walked away quickly.
"No way? Is there really such a perverted thing?" Looking at the students putting down their chopsticks one by one, he followed the crowd and walked away.
On the third floor of the cafeteria, the decoration of the entire level can no longer be described as high-end. The gilded walls show elegance and luxury, various chandeliers made of crystal emit soft light, and the white jade-colored ground reflects the soft light, giving people a sense of elegance and elegance.
It feels warm and comfortable. However, there are only 200 temple students in this huge space. All the core students of the temple are quietly eating their own food. I don’t know if it is an illusion, but all the temple students are surrounding the corner intentionally or unintentionally.
There is a woman inside. This woman is naturally none other than Mu Bingling, the goddess of the temple.
At this time, Mu Bingling was looking at the table in front of her in a daze, holding a piece of jade that seemed to have been polished in her hand. Suddenly, a red figure quickly rushed up to the third floor. At a glance, he saw the figure sitting in the corner.
Mu Bingling jumped over quickly.
"Sister Bing, there was a fight among students on the first floor. I heard that a new student defeated the third person in the outer circle, Barek, with two moves at the level of a three-ring martial artist."
This red figure was naturally Wang Junyao. Seeing his rosy complexion and his plump and straight chest rising and falling rapidly, some of the male students who were eating were stunned.
Mu Bingling turned around and said in confusion: "Really? It's better to eat quickly, it's almost cold..."
Obviously, Mu Bingling was not very interested in this. Wang Junyao smiled jokingly, "I knew Sister Bing would say that, but what if I told you that the name of the warrior in the third-ring warrior realm is...Mu Chen?"
"Bang!"
With a crisp sound, the tea cup in Mu Bingling's hand slipped quietly, "What did you say?"
Wang Junyao smiled and said, "That warrior in the third-ring warrior realm is called Mu Chen!"
"Mu Chen!...Mu Chen!...Mu Chen!..."
This name has been echoing in Mu Bingling's mind. With a "swish" sound, Mu Bingling's figure disappeared into the food in a flash. The moment she disappeared, everyone saw the flickering light at Mu Bingling's feet.
They were nine solid orange martial arts rings.
"Crack!"
There was a crisp sound of chopsticks breaking, and Xuanyou, who was sitting not far from Mu Bingling, had a gloomy expression on his face, "Mu Chen... I want to see who it is that can make Mu Bingling react so violently?"
After saying this, Xuanyou left the third floor of the cafeteria with a whoosh. Immediately afterwards, all the students in the temple left the third floor. They knew that there was something good to watch.
On the first floor of the cafeteria, Mu Chen was still standing at the door. Behind him, the group of students brought by Barek retreated. As for Barong, he had lowered his head and hid at the back of the crowd, just waiting.
The best thing to do is run away when you have the chance.
"you…"
Just when Mu Chen turned around and looked back, a blue figure appeared in front of him. For a moment, what Mu Chen was about to say was choked in his mouth. His mouth was slightly open, but it looked like
Somewhat dull.
"Whoosh!"
Mu Bingling suddenly stood up and grabbed Mu Chen's right sleeve with a wave of her jade arm. Since every time he walked to a crowded place, others would subconsciously look at his incomplete right arm.
So since arriving in the city, Mu Chen deliberately bought a wide-sleeved robe to cover up, so that ordinary people would not see anything suspicious.
But Mu Bingling's move was too sudden, and Mu Chen had almost no defense against Mu Bingling, so Mu Bingling easily pinched his empty sleeve.
With a squeeze, Mu Bingling's tears fell down her beautiful cheeks like a fountain, "Chen'er, is it you..."
Mu Bingling's tears suddenly made Mu Chen wake up, and suddenly his nose felt sore. Three years of separation pain, three years of yearning for each other day and night, and three years of suppressed, painful, boring and lonely cultivation life made his heart feel sad all the time.
Strong, but behind a strong heart is a promise that he must abide by for the rest of his life. In order to protect! In order to protect the woman in front of him... Seeing Mu Bingling's tears, his strong heart melted.
For a touch of tenderness, the cold and determined face gradually softened.
"I'm sorry...I came back late..."
Gently, like a whisper, but like a breeze, it blew into Mu Bingling's heart, blowing away her three years of loneliness and three years of longing...