Do you want a bellyband?"

What is that bellyband? It is a girl’s secret thing, the most private thing for a girl, and the place closest to the cute little white rabbit. How could it be given to a boy casually?

Therefore, Lei Ren has been in the academy for almost a month, and he hasn't even gotten a bellyband. All he got was some girls slapping him out of anger.

Of course, there are also many people who like Lei Ren's way of joking, such as Jiu Mao.

As soon as Jiu Mao finished speaking, the door of Qingguo Tower opened wide, and Lei Renshi came out with a smile, saying with a smile: "Your Majesty, Queen, can you give me one of your bellybands?"

Mo Zishang thought he had heard wrongly and was completely stupid.

Jiumao smiled charmingly at him, then threw a piece of white brocade to him: "Of course, take it."

Mo Zishang almost blurted out "You are a bastard", but when he looked carefully, the brocade looked familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere just now.

Thinking about it carefully, Mo Zishang almost laughed out loud.

Lei Ren took the brocade and smelled it deeply, then his face fell down and he said plaintively: "Your Majesty Queen, did you bring White Tiger's butt cloth over again? White Tiger's butt cloth is getting more and more smelly.

Already..."

Jiumao rolled his eyes at him and said: "Stop talking nonsense, can you improve your pick-up skills? How can anyone ask girls for bellybands every day? Don't blame me for not reminding you, one day you will be beaten to death.

I won't help."

The aroma of vegetables was almost coming from the house, and Jiu Mao didn't bother to pay attention to Lei Ren anymore, and turned around and went into the house.

Mo Zishang looked at Lei Ren's expression, finally couldn't hold back his laughter, and then followed Jiu Mao into the house.

Several breakfast items have been laid out in the room.

Millet porridge, sour fried pigeon eggs, red eggplant fragrant flowers, and a large basin of fragrant soy milk.

These are Jiu Mao’s favorite breakfast items.

In recent days, because they are used to eating the food cooked by Fu Xi, both Jiumao and Ming Kui come to Fu Xi's place for breakfast almost every morning.

And Fuxi didn't have any dissatisfaction. On the contrary, he seemed to like it very much. At least these days, he had never complained about anything. Every day he asked Jiu Mao what they liked to eat, even the meals of several pets.

It's all covered by him.

Seeing Jiu Mao walking in, Fu Xi walked in with a chopstick in his mouth and a plate of vinegary cabbage.

The fragrant taste and beautiful color made Jiumao's mouth open and his index finger moved.

"There is more soy milk today. Yesterday Huahua always complained that she didn't drink it. Today she can get her wish." Fu Xi said with a smile, and then saw Mo Zishang.

Mo Zishang was also surprised because he didn't know that Fu Xi actually lived here.

However, after being surprised, the two of them smiled at the same time.

Fu Xi was naturally not the kind to be stingy enough to kick people out just after breakfast. He put out a pair of chopsticks and said with a smile, "Senior Brother Mo is here too, let's eat together."

Mo Zishang didn't mean to be polite, so he thanked him, sat down opposite Jiumao and started to drink some millet porridge.

Originally, Mo Zishang just wanted to eat a little to compensate, but after taking a sip of millet porridge, Mo Zishang's eyes completely lit up, just like the scene when he was eating the plate of grilled fish at Jiumao's house.

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Mo Zishang never knew that simple millet porridge could actually taste like this. It was so delicious to this extent.

In an instant, Mo Zishang completely understood that the plate of grilled fish at Jiu Mao's house seemed to have been made by Fu Xi.

But at this time, he could no longer care about so much. He stretched out his chopsticks and competed with Jiu Mao for the delicious food on the table.

The soy milk was fragrant and the food was delicious. Jiu Mao, Mo Zishang and Huahua and the others who were chasing behind them ate it happily. Mo Zishang finally understood what real food is like.

As the saying goes, those who take advantage of others are short-handed and those who eat others are soft-spoken.

After eating Fuxi's delicious food and hearing Fuxi's request to go out with him to seduce the mysterious man, Mo Zishang had nothing to say.

Jiumao naturally has no objection. With Fu Xi following him, at least there will be delicious food at noon.

With this mentality, the three people quickly went out.

Today's action is just to walk around several towns and villages of different sizes in Qingyun Academy, and buy some things that I like or don't like. Anyway, it will be good if I can seduce the mysterious man.

However, ideals are always too full. The three of them wandered around for a whole day without even seeing the ghost of the mysterious man, so their work was completely in vain.

When the three of them returned to Qingyun Academy again, it meant that the actions of the past two days had completely failed.

Next, we have to return to the normal track of study and life, and the third session of the freshman identification meeting finally begins again.

There are two first two freshman identification meetings. The first one is the Eighteen Pings of the Lingtai, which is the assessment of the Chengxi Palace. The second one is the examination of the Beast Control Palace. As for the third one, it is naturally the strongest among the four palaces.

The assessment of Huanjian Palace.

The assessment at Huanjian Hall is the most direct of the three appraisal meetings, and also the most explosive.

The purpose of this appraisal meeting is only one, to defeat the opponent no matter what the means.

Among the freshmen every year, 70% will enter the Huanjian Hall to practice, the remaining 20% ​​will enter the Beast Control Hall, and 10% will enter the Chengxi Hall.

People like Jiumao who have obtained the Eighteen Pillars of the Lingtai will usually be assigned to the Chengxi Hall.

But the terrible thing is that she also has a champion in the Beast Control Hall.

This gave a group of big bosses a big headache. It was said that Long Qianshan, the master of the Beast Control Hall, had already had several quarrels with Obasan, the master of the Chengxi Hall, but they almost didn't get into a fight.

But after today, this situation will be completely changed.

Jiu Mao won two championships in a row. She didn’t think too much about the final martial arts assessment. For her, there was no difference whether she went to the Chengxi Palace, the Beast Control Palace or the Huanjian Palace.

Great, because she can cultivate herself.

Therefore, this time, Jiu Mao had no intention of trying too hard. In line with his style of taking it as far as he could go, Jiu Mao yawned and followed Ming Kui and Mu Xi to Qingyun Square.

Today's Qingyun Square is not much different from the past. Liang Yali is still in charge, and other senior teachers and senior brothers are assisting.

"Today is the last session of the appraisal meeting. I hope everyone can cheer up. Just like the previous three times, the competition rules this time also start from all freshmen at the same time. Names are randomly selected and then combined to compete. But this time, I will do it myself.

Extract!”

When she said this, Liang Yali's eyes swept over the freshmen below, and paused for a moment on Jiu Mao, Ning Qingqing and others.

Ning Qingqing only knelt for the third day today, but she no longer knelt, and she didn't look embarrassed. Instead, she always greeted people with a smile and a thick skin that was rare in the world.

The reason for such an arrangement is that Liang Yali must have realized that the first two matches were tampered with by Ning Qingqing's people. Although Jin Haoran was dealt with, who knows how many people Ning Qingqing and Bi Yan can control?

So, this time Liang Yali took action personally.

Having such an arrangement is more gratifying in terms of fairness. Anyway, Jiu Mao is very happy. In this way, at least no one can target her anymore.

The rules of the martial arts competition are not much different from those of the beast control competition.

However, there are not as many stages as there are for the beast control competition, there are only ten stages, and each competition only lasts for five minutes.

In the competition of three thousand people, ten arenas are held at the same time, each one lasts five minutes, and ten people are eliminated in one stage. More than four hundred people can be eliminated in one morning, and more than three thousand people can only participate in the first round in one day.

In fact, today's arrangement is just like this, it is just the first stop.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Liang Yali naturally used the formation to transform ten arenas. They were still in Qingyun Square, but there were ten more large arenas in the square.

Each of these arenas has a diameter of fifteen meters, and it is blessed by Liang Yali of the Dragon Building Section. Even if all the disciples on the scene work hard, there is no way they can leave any traces on it.

Soon, the competition began. Liang Yali used her powerful ability to shuffle the name cards of more than 3,000 students like shuffling cards, then randomly selected a pair and combined them together.

The first group of ten freshmen teams quickly entered the ring. On the ring, the freshmen could hold weapons, and they were all open-armed. In the competition, the freshmen were allowed to cause damage when killing, but they could not intentionally kill others.

In Bijing, the Chengxi Hall of Qingyun Academy is not a decoration. Generally speaking, if someone is injured by a fellow freshman, the teachers in the Chengxi Hall can easily cure it by taking out some medicinal stones.

Under this general premise, the fight scenes between the disciples were left open.

Although it is not a battlefield, the competition in these ten arenas still feels very violent.

After a five-minute competition, some powerful people were directly judged as winners and losers, while those who were not judged as winners were determined by the division commanders.

Suddenly, there was the sound of cheering and fighting.

The lowest admission standard for new students is the fifth level of the Yellow Realm. The majority of freshmen are at this level, and when such people meet people of the sixth or seventh level, they can naturally be dealt with quickly.

Generally speaking, the performance of this new batch of freshmen is quite satisfactory to Liang Yali and the other teachers. At least, their fighting standards are generally high.

Some people with outstanding strength will even have their names written down by the teachers of Huanjian Hall who are watching the battle. If you are lucky, you may be able to get personal guidance from some teachers. This is for most freshmen.

I can't ask for great luck.

Jiumao was quite lucky this time. She was called to participate in the battle not long after she stood, and her opponent was not strong, just a rookie in the sixth level of the Yellow Realm.

For Jiumao, such an opponent would not be vulnerable to a single blow, at least it would not waste any strength.

What surprised Jiu Mao even more was that this guy was actually her fan. As soon as he saw Jiu Mao on stage, this young man with beautiful eyes turned red with excitement.

"Cat, Senior Sister Cat, I, my name is Gu Liang, I am your fan, I, you, oh, what should I do? Am I going to take action against Senior Sister Cat?" The young man named Gu Liang was so anxious.

His face turned red, and he almost planned to surrender immediately.

How could Jiumao allow others to do this, so he smiled and said: "Hello, I look down on those who retreat without a fight. Come on, you and I just have to fight as hard as we can. You don't have to hold back. Your face is also

A sign of respect for me!”

After being prompted by his idol, Gu Liang suddenly became serious and said seriously: "Sister Mao, don't worry, I won't let you down, I'm here!"

This guy said exactly what he said, yelled to be careful, and then immediately attacked Jiu Mao.
To be continued...