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Chapter 150 The chief disciple is a follower

Xiao Yuanze's face turned completely green. He actually lost the Qiushui Sword, which was his token as the chief disciple. Without him, how could he explain to the dean and how could he gain a foothold in the Imperial College!

The onlookers were happy to see the joke. Xiao Yuanze had always been arrogant and arrogant in the academy due to his high talent and high understanding. Now he should be allowed to experience this kind of failure.

Wang Zhifeng was even more embarrassed, but because he was too aggressive before, Luo Meng did not intend to let him go, but let him learn this lesson.

Mu Qianyu waved his hand to put away the two large boxes, and said to Luo Meng: "Take back Senior Brother Xiao's sword for me."

"Okay, boss." Luo Meng breathed out a sigh of relief.

If Mu Qianyu hadn't come forward this time, he would have been bullied into a bastard by these two direct disciples. Looking at the expressions on their faces now, he was particularly happy.

He walked to Xiao Yuanze's side, stretched out his hand and said, "Senior brother, I'm offended."

Xiao Yuanze stretched out his hand to hold down the sword, neither letting go nor looking up at him.

"Senior brother, I'm willing to admit defeat, but I can't cheat." Luo Meng said, he was not afraid of offending others, because he had already been offended to death, and there was no need to save face.

There were already small sounds coming from the surroundings. It sounded particularly harsh to Xiao Yuanze, presumably because he was laughing because he couldn't afford to lose.

"Here you go." He let go.

"Thank you, senior brother." Luo Meng returned with his sword in hand. He passed by Wang Zhifeng and said, "My good son, when will you start running?"

"I..." It was impossible for Wang Zhifeng to really take off his clothes and run away. At this moment, his face was red and he frequently looked at Xiao Yuanze behind him.

Xiao Yuanze had too much time to take care of himself at the moment, so he had no time to care about him.

"Run, run, run!" the people around him cheered. They had seen how this man forced Luo Meng before, and they did not deserve sympathy for being in such a situation.

Xiao Yuanze got up and walked out. He felt that he couldn't stay here any longer.

When Wang Zhifeng saw that Xiao Yuanze didn't care what he wanted, he didn't hesitate and immediately rushed away from the crowd and ran out.

Although this man has a bad temper, he is one of the few direct disciples, and his strength has reached the level of a spiritual master. No one can stop him during this run.

"Good son, don't let me see you next time." Luo Meng was not strong enough and could only speak quickly at the door.

"This guy can't afford to lose but he still insists on gambling." Zhao Dacheng shook his head.

The onlookers dispersed when they saw the key figures running away, and the cannon fodder went to their respective peaks to spread the explosive news.

Xiao Yuanze actually lost to Qiushui Sword. I am afraid that the chief disciple of the academy is about to be replaced. This is simply more sensational than Mu Qianyu's two fights in the ring.

After Mu Qianyu and others finished eating, they returned to Luo Yu Peak. Luo Meng asked, "Boss, I think it won't be long before a mentor comes to visit. You, the Qiushui Sword, won't be able to keep you here."

"You can't come here to ask for it in vain. Anyway, I can't win in vain." Mu Qianyu said with a smile.

She had known for a long time that she couldn't keep him, but she wouldn't let him go without seeing any benefit.

"Boss, you have great foresight." Luo Meng flattered you and said, "Boss, you are so amazing. You actually have the most advanced invitation order. I really can't even think about it."

"It was a gift from a friend." Mu Qianyu said honestly.

Luo Meng, Zhao Dacheng and all the neighbors praised her repeatedly. They must never underestimate this girl in the future, not in any aspect!

As expected, this matter spread throughout the academy early the next morning. All the disciples talked about the process and were also paying attention to the progress of the matter.

Everyone knew that it was impossible for the Qiu Shui Sword to be given to Mu Qianyu just like this.

Mu Qianyu had breakfast and was playing in the yard with her daughter. From a distance, she saw Xiao Yuanze coming with his sword, and a stream of light fell on her yard.

She sighed in her heart, she was worthy of being a spiritual master, with such handsome skills.

Xiao Yuanze Yintang turned black, his energy was far less than yesterday, and he looked like he hadn't slept well all night.

"Senior Brother Xiao, what's going on?" Mu Qianyu asked calmly.

Xiao Yuanze's expression was forbearing: "The Qiu Shui Sword was a gift from the dean. I can't live without it. How can you be willing to return it to me?"

"Since senior brother is sincere, I have to be kind." Mu Qianyu smiled and said, "The market price is 1.5 million."

Xiao Yuanze's face turned darker: "I didn't."

"Next time this happens, don't ask anyone to ask for a price. You can just say how much you have." Mu Qianyu educated. This is not a waste of feelings.

"Three hundred thousand." Xiao Yuanze saw Mu Qianyu's impatient expression and said quickly, "I can make up half a million."

"Senior brother, you are bargaining with the Qinglong Yanyue Sword. I have not made any money from you in the first place. Is it appropriate for you to just cut off two-thirds with your mouth?" Mu Qianyu reasoned with him.

Xiao Yuanze looked embarrassed: "But I don't have more, I only have this person,"

"puff……"

Mu Qianyu was drinking tea. Hearing this, he spit out a mouthful of tea and said helplessly, "What do I want from you?"

Although he looks okay, he is just okay. He is a thousand miles away from Beichen Ye and there is an extra twist. She even rejected Beichen Ye. Is it possible that she will want him?

But Xiao Yuanze made it clear that he wanted money but I didn't have it, and he wanted my life. You don't have to take my life, but you must give me the sword.

If I don't understand this, I will definitely not leave.

But then she thought about it, and it seemed that it might not be useless. She was going to take her daughter to the boat to play. The situation on the boat was still unknown, and it was always good to have an extra thug.

"What state is senior brother in now?" Mu Qianyu asked.

"The peak level of a junior spiritual master." Xiao Yuanze replied expressionlessly.

"In that case, I don't want your five hundred thousand anymore. How about you be my guard for a month and I'll pay you back?" Mu Qianyu said.

Xiao Yuanze suddenly raised his head and asked in disbelief: "You want me to be your bodyguard?"

"What expression?" Mu Qianyu raised his eyebrows: "I can hire two high-level spiritual masters for 1.5 million a month. Are you still losing money?"

"Impossible, how will I behave if this spreads out?" Xiao Yuanze refused.

Mu Qianyu nodded: "What a courageous person. In this case, let's collect 1.5 million and come again."

"You..." Xiao Yuanze couldn't breathe out, his face turned red with anger.

Mu Qianyu continued to drink tea and had no intention of paying attention to him.

Xiao Yuanze stood still and slowly calmed down, saying: "Okay, I promise you, but you have to give me the Qiu Shui Sword first."

"It's okay to give my guard a handy weapon." Mu Qianyu looked at him: "But how can I trust you? If you bite the master, won't I be so kind as to trick myself?"

"You are not my master." Xiao Yuanze gritted his teeth and said.

"Forget it if you don't want to."

"We can go to the Penal Court and make a contract. If I attack you this month, both gods and ghosts will abandon you!" Xiao Yuanze has no choice. It seems that this is the best way at the moment.

Mu Qianyu snapped his fingers: "Deal."


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