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Chapter 13 Low-key and low-key

The boy in blue is Zhong Ziming who occupies this room. He is not practicing at the moment, but sitting at the table drinking tea.

"Since she is willing to give in, she is not a capable master." Zhong Ziming laughed disdainfully and said, "If you ask again, I will send you away."

"Leave this matter to the old servant." The old servant chuckled, thinking about how talkative Mu Qianyu was today, and he felt no pressure in his heart.

There are one thousand standard houses in the outer courtyard, corresponding to one thousand people on the combat strength list.

But there are more than 1,200 disciples in the outer courtyard. The remaining 200 people who are not on the list live in the simple house at Luo Yufeng. Because Mu Qianyu is not among the 1,000, he can only come to Luo Yufeng.

Yufeng.

The houses in Luo Yufeng are all self-built. There used to be more than 300 people here, so there are more than 100 houses available.

The mountains here are relatively gentle, and most of the houses are on the same plane.

When Mu Qianyu and his party walked in, they were surrounded by many people, not for any other reason but because another woman came to Luo Yufeng, and she was also a great beauty.

Here is not one person per courtyard, but several people in one large courtyard, which is very messy.

"This environment is not bad and lively." Mu Qianyu said as he walked.

Luo Meng shook his head: "The people here are either not enterprising or not very talented. If you want to get your house back as soon as possible, you'd better have less contact with them."

Mu Qianyu scanned the badges of more than a dozen people, and found that their strength was basically at level 4, 5, and 6 of Gathering Spirits. Their strength was indeed not that great.

But she was less enterprising than these people, and she didn't have high demands. When she saw that there was still an empty room in a relatively tidy courtyard, she pointed out: "That's it."

In the courtyard, a big man who looked about thirty years old was enjoying the cool weather. When he saw this, he put on his shoes and walked over. He said enthusiastically: "Little girl, are you new here?"

"Yes, please take care of me in the future." Mu Qianyu smiled and nodded.

"It's easy to say, my name is Zhao Dacheng, you can just call me Brother Dacheng." The man led Mu Qianyu to the door of the empty room, and said: "The brother who lived in this house before was just on the list. A few days ago, the house was

Only then was it freed up."

The room was pretty good, with two beds and a table, chairs and bench, but no daily necessities.

"Go buy me some utensils for daily use." Mu Qianyu said to Luo Meng, and then whispered: "Don't tell anyone that I am here."

Luo Meng looked at her disapprovingly, but finally nodded and left with the money Lan'er gave her.

"This man has a very high level of cultivation. Is he your relative?" Zhao Dacheng asked.

"Friend." Mu Qianyu didn't intend to reveal his identity as a disciple in the inner courtyard. The main reason was that he didn't want to be pestered and fought by those in the outer courtyard.

"Okay, since we are here as a family, I will call everyone to welcome you tonight." Zhao Dacheng said.

Although Mu Qianyu liked the excitement, he didn't want to be public, so he declined.

That night, Luo Meng delivered something, Lan'er went to the small kitchen to prepare some food, and the two of them went to bed.

The competition in Imperial College is fierce, and no one has time to spread gossip, so even though most people have heard that a disciple has landed in the inner courtyard by air, they don't know who he is or where he lives.

Among them, the most aggressive ones are those at the top of the list in the outer court. These people want to enter the inner court, and this airborne disciple is a perfect opportunity.

But they couldn't find it in the inner courtyard, so they started asking around.

Mu Qianyu had been here for three days in the blink of an eye. Since she didn't have to go to the college to teach, she didn't have to go out. She just rested in her room and chatted with people living nearby when she had nothing to do. She lived a comfortable life.

"Miss, don't we go back to the yard?" Lan'er said.

Mu Qianyu was eating the fresh fruit that Lan'er had bought in the morning. Hearing this, he thought for a moment: "It's indeed the time, but don't be in a hurry. It's not too late to go down after you can't hide anymore."

“What if they still don’t move?”

"If you don't want to move, just move. It's not bad here." Mu Qianyu threw a grape into his mouth and said vaguely: "And you didn't hear that his brother is ranked number one in the outer courtyard. If there is no conflict, there will be no conflict."

Lan'er nodded: "Yes, when I went to the canteen to get food today, I heard that Zhong Ziming is also very powerful and is already a first-level spiritual warrior."

"That's really awesome." Mu Qianyu agreed in a serious tone.

The two of them were chatting in the room when they heard someone outside shouting: "Mu Qianyu lives here, right? I want to challenge you."

Mu Qianyu slapped his forehead, and sure enough, what was supposed to come had come.

Before she could go out, she heard Zhao Dacheng say: "Are you a Jiu Ling Dan coming to challenge a new girl? Are you bullying me, Luo Yufeng has no one?"

"Yes, how can a weak girl be your opponent? Isn't this bullying?" Another woman from the same hospital also came out to accuse the visitor.

Gradually, people from the nearby courtyard also gathered. Although these people had low cultivation levels, they had good feelings for each other. As soon as they heard that someone was coming to bully the newcomers, they all rushed over.

"No, you think Mu Qianyu is someone like you who has not been on the list? She is from the inner court. She is ranked number 100 in the inner court. She can get hundreds of times more resources per month than you." The person who came to challenge Dao Ming.

the truth.

But these people didn't believe it. After all, Mu Qianyu's age and lazy appearance did not look like the elite of the inner court.

Lan'er quickly walked out and said to several challengers: "My lady is sick and will not accept the challenge."

"What's wrong with her? I think she just doesn't dare." Several people shouted.

The people on Luo Yufeng looked at each other in confusion. When Lan'er saw them, they didn't even refute. They still couldn't figure it out.

"My young lady is just sick, and she won't get better in the near future. Please come back." Lan'er said and turned around to go back.

"It's so shameful that you deserve to be recruited into the inner courtyard like this." The challengers cursed and left.

But from then on, the place where Mu Qianyu lived was exposed. People in the outer courtyard became more courageous after hearing that she did not dare to accept the challenge. Not to mention the people at the top of the list, even the 1,200 people dared to challenge her.

Several groups of people are chased away in front of Mu Qianyu's courtyard every day. She feels like a thief even if she eats a watermelon in the courtyard.

"Sister Mu, what kind of back door did you come in through?" Zhao Dacheng asked while handing her a piece of watermelon.

"Dean, the dean hired me." Mu Qianyu ate another piece before putting it down. He touched his belly and said, "Why hasn't my little Lan'er come back yet? It's time to eat."

"Then what level of cultivation are you capable of defeating those people?" Zhao Dacheng asked again.

"Brother Dacheng, look at who my little arms and legs can beat. I'm just here to get some resources to make a living." Mu Qianyu said with a smile.

As the two of them were talking, they saw Lan'er running back with her face covered, and the food box she took was lost somewhere.

"What's wrong?" Mu Qianyu stepped forward and took off Lan'er's hand covering her face, and saw five finger prints on her face.


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