When I was having another meal in the morning, a group of sandbags were already instinctively resisting, and when I picked up my job, I obviously felt some disgust.

Even if you chew a bunch of bone residue, it is thousands of times more delicious than these "pig food". Eating the marrow and knowing the taste is extremely appropriate.

"It's so unpalatable. After this bite, the stomach is stirring!"

"I almost vomited it out in the first bite!"

"That bone was so fragrant yesterday! The meat roasted by Boss Ye is simply a delicacy on earth!"

Listening to the group of people, Ye Qiu also had a smile on his lips, but Jun Wuhui looked worried.

After arriving at the martial arts venue, a group of sandbags fell into silence, waiting to lift the sign, as if they were waiting to die.

"Ye Qiu, the character Jia, comes out, and the inner disciple Fang Qingyin calls your name!"

The deacon who was managing the martial arts performance hall shouted coldly, then Ye Qiu was stunned and saw Fang Qingyin jumping over.

Fang Qingyin looked around and found that he was the first disciple to come. She patted her little breasts and said with relief: "It's okay, it's okay..."

Ye Qiu smiled and greeted him and said, "Miss is indeed trustworthy."

When Fang Qingyin heard Ye Qiu's words, she immediately raised her eyebrows and said angrily: "It's not you, otherwise how could I use it so early!"

Ye Qiu took out a piece of oil paper from his arms, squeezed his eyes at Fang Qingyin and said, "Come on, I wonder if this piece of venison can prevent the beautiful and cute Miss Fang from being angry?"

Fang Qingyin's eyes lit up immediately. She snatched the paper bag from Ye Qiu's hand, opened it and sniffed it, then sighed with satisfaction and said, "I've eaten your roasted meat, the meal at Kaiyang Holy Land Canteen is simply uneasy."

Then Fang Qingyin said arrogantly: "Since you are so sensible, that lady will not be angry!"

Although her face was arrogant, she was betrayed her completely when she glanced at the barbecue with her big eyes.

Ye Qiu suddenly felt that the girl was extremely cute, and subconsciously patted Fang Qingyin's little head and said gently: "Then eat it while it's hot, it won't taste good if it's cold."

"You, you, you...ah...I've eaten!"

Fang Qingyin didn't expect Ye Qiu to have such a sudden intimate behavior. His face suddenly turned red, his heart pounded, he took a step back nervously, and quickly stuffed the barbecue into his mouth, almost reaching his nose.

Ye Qiu was also a little embarrassed. This girl is not young anymore, and she is not serious. She has sinned or sinned. Ye Qiu has no bad intentions and regards this girl as a sister. However, this Fang Qingyin seems to have misunderstood.

"Eat slowly, slow down... don't choke."

Ye Qiu instructed.

All the sandbags were stunned and were in an uproar. This was the first time they saw this inner disciple getting along so well with the sandbags.

"I understand. This boss Ye knows this Miss Fang!"

"Nonsense, isn't it easy to see? I didn't expect that Boss Ye would have such a relationship!"

"Now Boss Ye doesn't have to worry anymore. You can rest assured at the Shabao Camp."

All the sandbags are extremely envious.

"Yi Ying, Luoqian, the inner disciple Huang Qiushan is looking for you!"

Another called Shabao suddenly felt a bitter face and stood up sadly.

"Bing Ying, Hu Xiao, the inner characters Zhang Luojing are looking for you!"

The inner disciples came one by one, all of them came to select their own sandbags. After the selection, they all went to the designated area and started practicing.

Ye Qiu and Fang Qingyin also walked to a small arena and began to practice fake models. Fang Qingyin punched, and they always fell on Ye Qiu lightly. Ye Qiu had no feeling at all wearing armor.

The two of them felt so idle that they started chatting about homework.

Fang Qingyin: "How is it? Are you still a habit of living?"

Ye Qiu: "It's going to be so stinking. It's a bunch of dirty men. I cleaned up and learned to talk about personal hygiene."

Fang Qingyin: "Hehe, you can imagine it. By the way, where did your venison come from? I asked yesterday and one of the senior sisters' brothers were working as deacons in the canteen and said that the sandbags were all about pig food."

Ye Qiu rolled his eyes: "I'm so embarrassed to say that it's not called a meal at all. I went to the mountain to hunt yesterday."

Fang Qingyin: "Scared! Wanzhou Mountain is very dangerous. Don't mess around. I'll bring you some food tonight."

Ye Qiu: "And, don't forget, I am a hunter. Besides, if I don't hunt, where did you come from delicious food?"

Fang Qingyin was also moved when she heard this. Ye Qiu was in danger and actually wanted to fulfill his promise. She said even more ashamed: "Ye Qiu is sorry, if it weren't for my second sister..."

Ye Qiu shook his head and interrupted Fang Qingyin and said, "Don't say that, Shabaoying is also good, at least you can learn the martial arts."

Fang Qingyin frowned and pondered for a moment, then whispered: "Ye Qiu, if you want to practice, then I will teach you the body refining skills of the inner disciples."

Ye Qiu was stunned. Unexpectedly, Fang Qingyin was so heartbroken at her. She smiled and shook her head and said, "I dare not. I still practice the Iron Bone Technique. Don't think about the inner Technique for now."

Just when Fang Qingyin wanted to speak, a voice came.

"Jun Wuhui, the core disciple Zhang Chao is looking for you!"

The deacon of the Shabao Camp's voice made the entire Shabao Camp extremely quiet. Then, he saw a disciple stepping on a flying sword coming across the sky and landing on a ring, full of energy. The core disciple's costumes were blown by the strong wind, making him look very domineering.

Jun Wuhui's face changed suddenly, and he gritted his teeth and said, "It's you!"

"Oh, why did Senior Brother Jun, who was so amazing at the beginning, become so in a bad mood? Come on, let me see it quickly!"

The core disciple named Zhang Chao hooked his fingers at Jun Wuhui, with a violent and ferocious smile on his face.

Jun Wuhui's face changed a lot, but he still went to the stage as he said. It was a death sentence for the sandbag to not be able to fight. He was walking on thin ice, so how could someone pick out the handle? However, he did not expect that what he met in the life and death barrier today was his past enemies, and it must be a lot of danger.

Ye Qiu frowned slightly, looked at it, calculated, and murmured: "The early stage of the Golden Pill, well... it's nothing, I can't kill a single punch."

Fang Qingyin was stunned and asked in confusion: "Do you know him?"

Ye Qiu nodded and said, "It's a friend."

Jun Wuhui took a deep breath and said coldly: "If you want to fight, beat me, don't be slap like a woman!"

The core disciple Zhang Chao was furious when he heard this and sneered: "Okay, okay, okay, they have all become sandbags and are so majestic. This is what you asked for!"
Chapter completed!