Hu Qing was going to the arena that Shuangyang Sect disciples often used. As soon as he went out, he was terrible. There were so many people outside, blocking her doorstep.

Everyone saw her coming out and shouted in unison: "Master, Master, sister, please give me a gift!"

This movement is heard from heaven.

At this moment, Hu Qing was glad that he was not the Immortal Emperor in the Mid-Zun Realm, otherwise he would have been deaf.

Hu Qing rubbed his ears and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, you can't wait, I'll go to have a meal first. I haven't had a meal at home for a long time."

Then someone shouted: "Hu Qing, don't go to the cafeteria. We have brought you guys here, and we guarantee that you can eat hot food at any time."

Hu Qing looked at him and fainted: "Are you all here? Our canteen is no longer open?"

"Open, open, squat and eat."

Hu Qing was speechless: "In front of my house? I have to go--"

"Yes, yes, senior sister, look."

Everyone moved aside and let Hu Qing appreciate the big arena they made temporarily, which was big enough, flat enough.

"Absolutely resistant to manufacturing and repair as it is damaged."

Hu Qing had no reason: "Okay, then let's have a meal first."

The stove was opened with a lively and the food and drinks flew directly into a big bowl as soon as they were out of the pot. Everyone didn't need a stool, they squatted down on the spot and started. They ate so much that they were still pressing their phones: Don't come here first, and it's not your turn, wait until our own challenge first.

Hu Qing killed ten bowls of noodles in a row, tilted his head to drink the last bit of soup at the bottom of the bowl, put down the bowl and licked his mouth: "Come on."

She jumped onto the ring, swishing, three meters opposite, and a magnificent long line was lined up in the blink of an eye.

"...Where are you playing with me?" With just one glance, she knew that the disciples in this long team were all the first-level immortals. She pointed at herself, her gaze was slightly lowered, and she stared at the one in front, "Brother, your first-level immortals are still a fake. Whose family is from? What number should I make up for this?"

The younger brother, who was shorter than her, smiled and looked like the moon: "Senior Sister, I bribed many senior brothers to be ranked first. I beg you, give me a punch and fuck me away!"

Hu Qing: "..."

No more nonsense, send him to heaven with one punch.

A cheerful voice crossed the sky: "Thank you, senior sister--" gradually faded away.

Everyone raised their heads in a neat way: "Wow——"

Hu Qing felt that these disciples were too lively, and they all held their faces like flower buds and came forward to her for beating. As the only senior sister, how could she disappoint her cute younger brothers? Of course, they had to be satisfied. One punch and one, and they all came to Feifei.

Hu Qing’s mood is hard to describe, but everyone is very happy.

After giving it to the moon, Hu Qing sat in front of the pot, crossed his legs and hugged his big bones and gnawed: "There are many fewer disciples."

If it were before, it wouldn't have been done so quickly.

The chef concentrated on stirring the soup without looking at her, and smiled for a long time: "There will be more in the future."

Hu Qing creaked his cartilage with a mouthful of cartilage, and there were more people with fewer food. She didn't see many familiar faces, so she didn't dare to ask.

The chef took the initiative to say, "The old Zen master from your hometown is very amazing. Let us watch them reincarnate with our own eyes. Everyone is relieved. Calculate the time, if the sect recruits disciples, everyone will come back."

Hu Qing lowered his head and buried his face in the shadow: "Um."

The chef gave her a bowl of hot soup. She slowly slid around and drank until dawn. Everyone didn't speak, quietly watching the sky turn from black to white, sending away an old cycle, and ushering in a new cycle.

Someone ran over and said, "Sister Sister, can we have a second-level person line up?"

Hu Qing waved his hand: "Look in line, I'm at level 5 now. You can't beat me in groups, and you can still get evenly in line."

The chef's knife cutting bamboo shoots shivered, and the rain and dew were evenly touching? Looking at the long bamboo shoots on the chopping board, the toothache.

So the second-level disciples lined up happily waiting for the rain and dew to get rid of it.

When the master came to see it, he was so angry that he laughed and scolded: "How could he be beaten like this in vain? He fought back. He attacked first, he had no blood at all."

He also said Hu Qing: "It's soft, are you playing? You're not so ruthless even if you beat a child."

Hu Qinghei Line: "I won't beat the child."

Everyone despised: "You have been beating a lot. Hurry up, if you don't do your best, we will be beaten up in groups."

The lowest level of these masters is also the third level. After the Nine Sects, many people can recruit disciples as masters as masters as they reach the third level, and they can accurately cultivate the Belt and Road One, One, Two. What they are calling now are Hu Qing’s senior brothers and junior brothers, so you don’t have to be polite when talking to Hu Qing.

Hu Qing smiled angrily: "Okay, I will let you see the strength of the fifth level today!"

Moving your wrists, shoulders, and joints are clicking.

The disciple on the opposite side panicked: "Senior Sister, you, you——"

The name is completely messed up, and his master is also called Junior Sister Hu Qing.

Hu Qing smiled and gentle, "Be good, don't be afraid, don't open your mouth, go directly to the medicine hall after landing, and put your teeth back."

Suddenly, everyone who heard this said had a pain in their cheeks, and subconsciously tightened their cheeks and bit their lips.

Hu Qing grabbed his fist and smiled. His fist swung out with the sound of the wind and the afterimage.

The man flew out, flying high, without screaming, because he wrapped his mouth tightly, and half of his mouth slammed around his mouth.

In this way, some people say sarcastic words: "It's still not strong enough, you're not full, are you?"

Before Hu Qing could speak, the person next to him kicked him: "You are full and full. If you forcefully, can you cure your brain?"

Well, I can't be more powerful. If you are a disciple, you are a big loss to the sect.

From this day, at this moment, the people in the medicine hall were busy. There were endless disciples coming to plant teeth, which made them have to dig medicinal herbs to prepare ointments on site. To plant teeth, there was no need to even eat pills. Just, tsk, who would like to see these ugly big mouths? Make the ointment, and the person who comes will send a spoonful and apply it in front of the mirror. Anyway, I am the most familiar with my teeth.

Thanks to Hu Qing's gift, all the second-level disciples experienced the planting of teeth.

It actually made the first-level disciple feel itchy and wanted to do it again.

Hu Qing refused sternly, just kidding, her time is precious and she is not a fan of these naughty kids.

It was the third level, and they wanted to form a formation to deal with Hu Qing, but Hu Qing disagreed: "I didn't understand the meaning of the master, right? I didn't even use spiritual power. We are fighting martial arts, so we won't be able to do anything."

If you use spiritual power and exercises, the first and second levels will not be her opponent.

Everyone smiled: "We use formations, you use force, don't you think this is more exercise?"

"What a smart head, come on, I'll cut it off for you to show what a genius is." Hu chuckled, "You are allowed to fight together."

Don't think about the formation.

Everyone laughed: "Okay, you're ready."

Just when he was about to take action, a low and slightly shy voice sounded: "Wait, Hu Qing, that, you can fight me."

This hesitant tone immediately attracted the attention of a group of rough men, and everyone looked over in surprise.

"Qinghou? Haven't you gone out with Senior Brother Han?"

Qinghou looked at Hu Qing and his face turned red: "Well, I'll come to find Hu Qing."

Everyone, look at this and that, and their eyes fixed on Qinghou's red face, and they all felt something was wrong.
Chapter completed!