Chapter 52 Flying Star
"This is Qingshan County!"
Chen Muxue once again experienced the feeling of being watched by everyone.
In the small town and the surrounding villages, everyone knows that the head of the Ganding Sect is carrying an iron pot, but in Qingshan County, not many people know about it.
Counties at this time were different from modern counties. Counties at this time were equivalent to cities. Qingshan County was a middle county, probably at the level of a fifth-tier to third-tier city.
It feels like the school bully in the village enters a key high school in the city and finds out that he is just like that.
Chen Muxue looked left and right as he walked, with the four children around him holding hands, not realizing that he was causing some traffic jams on the street.
"Master!"
Before Xiaohu could remind her in place, someone slammed Chen Muxue on the shoulder.
This is really not light! She grinned and covered her shoulders, and looked up to see two people who were obviously monks. The woman who bumped into her shoulder looked at her triumphantly: "A ninth-level Foundation Establishment came out to show off? You ugly children blocked me way."
"Ugly child?" Chen Muxue looked down and asked suspiciously, "Where is it? Why didn't I see it?"
"It's ridiculous, isn't he ugly like this?" The woman pointed at Chen Changfu with a simple and honest face and smiled.
Among the few children, Chang Fu didn't meet the mainstream aesthetics, but when he came up, he pointed at others and called them ugly. Chen Muxue...she was silent, and it wasn't the first time they met.
However, I have only seen keyboard warriors before, but seeing the live-action version for the first time today is an eye-opener.
The man next to the woman also kept smiling without saying a word, obviously not paying attention to Chen Muxue at all.
Seeing that their relatively uniform clothes can be considered luxurious, Chen Muxue cupped her hands: "I don't know which sect you are from?"
"Heh, I don't want to change my name or surname if I'm willing to sit down, so does Wang Yue, a disciple of the Flying Star Sect!"
They advocate the fusion of the power of the stars, are good at divination, and are outstanding in divination and formation.
"Flying Star School? Which direction?" Chen Muxue looked around.
"Brother, look at this person, he is probably a fool, right?" Wang Yue smiled like a flower at the man beside him.
But the man beside her didn't pay much attention to her, but just looked at Chen Muxue quietly.
His eyes obviously did not reveal any hostility or sinisterness, but Chen Muxue shuddered inexplicably.
Wang Yue gritted her teeth. She thought that her senior brother had sent her flowers two days ago, but she thought that something good was about to happen. Why did she suddenly look like a log today?
"Brother~" Wang Yue shook the man's arm.
The man glanced at Wang Yue, and slowly stretched out his finger to point in one direction.
Wang Yue was stunned, only to hear a familiar male voice say unhurriedly: "Flying Star faction, over there."
Chen Muxue raised her eyebrows to look at him, at the fifth level of Golden Core Stage, her eyes were a little more appreciative.
"Senior brother, why are you talking about her!" Wang Yue came back to her senses, a little angry, but her tone was mostly coquettish, "The middle-grade water spirit root of the ninth level of foundation building is not as good-looking as I am, and I won't treat you Get lost!"
The man smiled slightly, pulled his arm from her arms, and took two steps back.
Not only Wang Yue, but also Chen Muxue was a little confused, but in a daze, what she wanted to do would not be interrupted by a person's strange behavior.
Suddenly, an iron pot was gradually enlarged in front of Wang Yue's eyes. By the time she realized that the iron pot was not getting bigger but was attacking her at high speed, it was already too late!
"boom!"
For those who have just formed a core, it still feels good when knocked.
Chen Muxue looked up at Wang Yue who was flying in the direction of Flying Star School, gradually turning into a dot, and weighed the iron pot in his hand: "Flying Star Pie, there must be a few flying stars."
(end of this chapter)