"What Xiongtai said is true. I am a student of the same subject and will move around more in the future." Mu Qianyu followed the words and started talking.
Before Qin Chuan could speak, Mo Zixu, who was standing beside him, came over and said coldly: "Woman, you must see clearly, this is my Marquis's person. If you want to establish a relationship, go elsewhere."
"Master has a destiny, I forgive you for not being able to obey it." Qin Chuan responded calmly, his voice neither humble nor arrogant.
Mu Qianyu nodded: "With such a master, I understand that it is not easy for me."
"Woman." Mo Zixu almost jumped up in anger, pointed at her nose and asked, "What's your name?"
"Hand." Beichen Ye said coldly.
The last time Mo Zixu was beaten, he lay on the bed for several days, leaving a shadow in his heart. He subconsciously put down his hand when Bei Chenye opened his mouth.
"Mu Qianyu, you will know exactly which three words they are when you see the list is released." Mu Qianyu said confidently.
Mo Zixu looked Mu Qianyu up and down and snorted with disbelief: "Just you? If you can pass the first martial arts test, I will crawl back home from here."
"Then I advise you to do some exercise to warm up now. Don't be unable to crawl for a while." Mu Qianyu raised his eyebrows slightly.
"You..." Mo Zixu has never encountered such a merciless woman. If he doesn't take action, he will really suffer.
So he could only choose to shut up and wait for Mu Qianyu to be knocked down from the ring later and then take revenge.
Seeing this, Xiaoruo snorted proudly, stood behind Mu Qianyu and whispered: "Sister is so amazing."
Mu Qianyu nodded helpfully.
The time is approaching Chen hour, and the people of the Imperial City have already surrounded the arena at the entrance of the palace. They are all waiting to see the assessment of the Heavenly Ranking and to witness the next batch of geniuses of the Daxuan Dynasty.
At Chenshi, the palace door opened wide, the imperial guards opened the way, and the examiners walked in the center. However, at this moment, the people who had been discussing just fell silent in unison, and looked at the people who came out.
"It's the Prime Minister. The chief examiner of this session is actually the Prime Minister. The Tianbang students are blessed. In the future, they can be said to be under the Prime Minister's sect." The people all said with envy.
Mu Qianyu didn't understand what he said, so he tilted his head and asked his partner: "Brother, I'm from a foreign country. I want to know why the Prime Minister is so powerful?"
"Little girl, you are so ignorant that you don't even know this. Our Daxuan Prime Minister is wise and fair. What's even more rare is that you know his origins?"
Mu Qianyu looked at the other party's serious expression and shook his head in cooperation.
"The Prime Minister comes from the Zixiao Dojo, which is the number one force in Tianyuan Continent. You know the Zixiao Dojo, right? The people there are all psychic beings. How can you not benefit a lot from his guidance?"
Mu Qianyu blinked her eyes, looking confused. She had never heard of Zixiao Dojo.
Then she looked towards Beichen Ye.
Beichenye nodded slightly: "Yes, he and I came from the same sect, and we are also disciples of Zixiao Dojo."
Before Mu Qianyu could say anything, the elder brother beside him became unhappy and said immediately: "I said there is nothing wrong with young people. They must learn to brag. Do you know which way the door of the dojo opens?"
"Facing south." Beichen Ye replied calmly.
"You are still not convinced. That dojo is not accessible to ordinary people. You young man really has no shame." The man continued.
"Yes, now this man is willing to say anything to deceive the little girl. Girl, you must take it as a snack."
"No, he is from the same sect as the Prime Minister. Do you think the Prime Minister recognizes him?"
When the people around heard this, they all ridiculed. In their eyes, although Zixiao Dojo was in the human world, it was already an unreachable existence like a god.
For many years, Beichenye has relied on his advantages of identity, appearance and aura to go wherever he goes, and is not respected and supported by everyone. This is the first time he has encountered this situation.
So I was a little speechless for a while, not knowing how to deal with it at all.
Mu Qianyu immediately came to the rescue and said: "Everyone, listen to me. My husband has had a fever since he was a child and burned out his brain. His mind is just that of a child. Please be patient with me."
"..."
Beichen Ye's face turned visibly dark.
Only then did the people around him show expressions of understanding and understanding, and the two people who had just spoken harshly even looked guilty.
"I'm sorry, girl, we really thought he was bragging. It's not easy for you either. It's not easy."
"We made a mistake. Girl, you have to be stronger. I see that although your husband has a bad mind, he has a very good appearance. He will not be unable to survive."
Mu Qianyu was moved when he heard this and said: "Thank you for your concern. I will definitely treat him well and live a good life."
"This young man is pitiful, and the girl is even more pitiful."
"Who says it isn't?"
People around started talking again.
Beichenye turned his head and looked at Mu Qianyu with suppressed anger in his eyes. His direct disciple of Dao Lord, who was the most powerful person in the world, was actually called a fool?
Do these people really know that the fate and peace of this continent in the future will be left in the hands of a fool like him?
Mu Qianyu smiled apologetically and hurriedly sent a message: "If I explain, they will think that both of us are bad-headed, but in this case, instead of saying anything about us, they will sympathize with us. This is a good deal."
Beichen Ye took a deep breath, and a deep voice reached her ears: "Gui Ling Jing, but don't say that next time."
"Okay, I won't tarnish your image. Isn't this also a special situation?" Mu Qianyu held his hand to express comfort.
Beichen Ye felt the hand being held by her and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, saying, "Well, I'll forgive you this time."
Mu Qianyu smiled and shook his head, thinking about what to do if he found a cold and awkward husband, what else could he do, just pamper him.
While the discussion was going on below, Ji Lin had already led a group of examiners onto the stage, finished a series of opening remarks, and now began to read the candidates' names for the examination.
Mu Qianyu had been distracted just now, and all he heard was that forty people had signed up this time, and the exam would be completed in two days.
"I don't know what day I've been scheduled for? If I'm scheduled until tomorrow, wouldn't it be in vain?" She said rather tangledly.
Others also discussed this, saying that in previous years there were only about twenty people who signed up, but this year the number doubled, so the competition became a little fiercer.
After all, there are only twenty candidates for the Tianban.
Bei Chenye narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking about this possibility. Mu Qianyu's writing skills may not be the last among these people. If the competition is really fierce, it is not yet known whether he can win.
At this time, there was already a strong man on the stage who walked up after his name was read. Opposite him were two people wearing ordinary clothes, but it was obvious from their bodies that they were soldiers.
"Wang Peng, a spiritual monk, can pass the examination by defeating two great masters," the deputy examiner read.
Then the gong sounded, and the atmosphere on the stage became intense.