I am rich in the fairy world

Chapter 934 Calm Mao Yurou
Hu Qing put away the giant sword and replaced it with an ordinary slender sword.

"I'm not being polite?"

Fan Lao laughed at him, "Do you think you are invincible with the Emperor Seal in your hand? I have never heard of any Immortal Emperor ascending to heaven in broad daylight. On the contrary, there are many Immortal Emperors who died of exhaustion."

Hu Qing's spiritual power penetrated, his feet slightly apart, and he held the sword with both hands and slowly raised it to his right shoulder. The sword body trembled slightly, and there was a faint flash of lightning passing through the sword body.

The wind blew the hair straight, and Hu Qing raised his sword and stabbed Fan Lao's left shoulder diagonally.

Fan Lao quickly put on a pair of dark silver gloves, slightly turned his body sideways and shifted his weight forward, and tapped Hu Qing's elbow with his fingers. Hu Qing twisted his whole body around his wrist, and the long sword stabbed at Fan Lao's waist. Fan Lao tapped the long sword with his other hand, and with a clang, thin lightning bolts rushed to his gloves and annihilated them.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them exchanged dozens of moves. Their movements could not be seen clearly at all. They were like two balls of light entangled and bouncing here and there.

Mao Yurou, who was lying on the ground, had her eyes widened and then shrank. It was only then that she admitted that she had underestimated Hu Qing. She was trapped before because of Hu Qing's weapon. She believed that Hu Qing's cultivation was not as good as hers, so he did not dare to collide with her directly. Now, watching Hu Qing fighting with Fan Lao, she could not even see her movements clearly, and she was horrified.

He couldn't help but use himself to represent Fan Lao. If he stood opposite Hu Qing without the magic weapon and talisman, he would probably not be his opponent.

She couldn't possibly be only at level five, at least her real combat power couldn't possibly be only at level five!

Unexpectedly, the words that Yao Cenzi and she talked about long, long ago came to her mind.

"Don't praise me. It's nothing to challenge one level higher. I am just an ordinary person among the nine sects and nine clans."

Mao Yurou thought to herself, the people from Cunzhongjiu Sect are really good at pretending.

Mao Yurou was feeling full of regret, but Hu Qing and Fan Lao were fighting with more and more concentration and passion.

Although Fan Lao had overestimated Hu Qing's strength, Hu Qing's actual performance still amazed him. The strong winds around him, the thunder energy mixed in with the sword energy, the surging sword intent of those sword moves like flowing clouds, and Hu Qing's increasingly pressing momentum and more relaxed aura made him, who had been holding back, want to let go and fight.

You know, there is already a natural gap between two adjacent ranks, and being only one rank higher is an overwhelming advantage over the lower rank. He is an eighth rank, a mature eighth rank, while Hu Qing is only a new fifth rank. A new fifth rank forced him, an eighth rank, to fight with all his might, which shows that her fighting power, at least her swordsmanship, has the power of a seventh rank.

However, he was just a little eager to make a move. If Fan Lao wanted to defeat Hu Qing, even without using his spiritual power, he could defeat him in a matter of minutes simply by relying on his speed, strength, and skills.

It can only be said that the current Hu Qing can interest the Fan Lao class.

Compared to Fan Lao's interest, Hu Qing was getting more and more excited. She felt like she wanted to open all the restraints on her body and fight to her heart's content. It was as if many small ants were biting her blood vessels and bones, biting slowly and carefully. It didn't hurt, but it itched. She felt so itchy that she wanted to pull and twist her tendons and bones.

I always feel like something is missing.

Hu Qing fought more and more frantically, and seeing that she could not control her sword intent and was about to harm Lu Tang next to her, Fan Lao suddenly sped up, grabbed the sword tip and forced her to stop.

"Stop. It's useless for you to practice sword skills with me. You have to find your master and ask him for guidance."

Hu Qing's blood boiled and his face turned red. He put away his sword and said, "Okay, let's fight with fists and feet."

Fan Lao took off his gloves and put them away: "I can also see that your sword skills are matched with palm skills. You can't fight me happily. I will find someone to fight with you."

Hu Qing was stunned: "Who will fight with me now?"

Fan Lao reacted and realized that there was really no one to give her, especially now that Mao Yurou was caught, there was more he could do.

Hu Qing said, "Master, please move Mao Yurou away. I still have to look after the child. I'll give you this magic clock."

Fan Lao: "Is it easy to control her? What if I can't control her and she escapes?"

Hu Qing: "This magic clock is quite powerful. You just need to be in charge of the center."

Fan Lao said unceremoniously: "Okay, I'll return it to you after I use it."

Hu Qing: "I haven't returned it yet. There will be plenty of opportunities to use it in the future."

Fan Lao paused, feeling that she was planning something. Hu smiled and said nothing, then took out a three-inch long gilded bell. Fan Lao input a trace of spiritual consciousness into it, and immediately connected with the magic bell, and immediately knew how to control the magic bell.

He controlled the magic bell to change its position, and immediately Mao Yurou, who was lying on the ground, was lifted into the air by an invisible force. Fan Lao controlled the magic bell to move around Mao Yurou.

Mao Yurou: "Hu Qing, you said you admire my character."

Fan Lao looked over here and said, "Wow, you guys were having a great time chatting when I wasn't here."

Mao Yurou smoothed her messy hair in front of her face and said in a deep voice: "After all, I didn't do anything to Shuangyang Sect. We can cooperate."

Hu smiled and said, "The adults at home have the final say."

Mao Yurou blocked her and said, "Why are you pretending to be me at this time? It is obvious that the Shuangyang Sect is so big that you are in charge, which means you are the one with the final say."

She said: "Like you said, my ambitions are never limited to what is in front of me. I also admire you and believe that our cooperation can bring greater benefits to each other."

Even though she was imprisoned and seriously injured, Mao Yurou still planned calmly and confidently, believing that she had a trump card to turn things around. This person has extremely strong self-confidence and personal charm.

Hu Qing admired her even more.

She waved her hand: "You should persuade my master first. I will listen to my master."

Mao Yurou nodded to her and said in a deep voice, "We will have a chance to cooperate."

Fan Lao: "Are you done? Or you can see her off?"

Hu Qing: "She is in the hands of the master, what's the point of me saying a few more words?"

Mao Yurou: "That's right, I sincerely invite Hu Qing to cooperate with me."

Fan Lao didn't say a word to her and controlled the magic bell to go into the law hall.

Well, there are deep cells inside the law hall.

Hu Qing removed the barrier, put away the conch that was playing the mermaid's song, and made a gesture with his fingers. A drizzle began to fall, and the cute little kids woke up, yawning, as if they had not gotten enough sleep.

But a minute later, they jumped up with full energy, some running and some flying: "Auntie, I'm hungry, I want to eat meat, lots of meat."

Hu Qing said kindly: "Auntie will cook now."

A little kid discovered something new: "Come and see, there's a big sand pit here, let's play in the sand!"

Hu Qing's face shuddered. It was broken. He forgot to repair the place that Mao Yurou had broken. He turned around hastily, but it was too late. Many little guys had already jumped in, and the dust was flying.

It’s okay to comfort yourself, just take a sand bath, and it will rain when the time comes.

When Fan Lao came out, his face was covered with dirt. He brushed his hands across his face, walked through the rolling yellow dust, and entered Hu Qing's enchanted kitchen.

The little tiger who was drooling over the meat while trying to dig at the barrier nearby said: "Huh? Grandpa went in!"

Grandpa Fan Lao: “.”

He looked at the ten big men at the outermost part who were diligently protecting the cute creatures and said, "These puppets are pretty good."

Hu Qing raised his head in the midst of his busy schedule: "Master, can you tell at a glance that they are puppets?"

Fan Lao: "There is no breath of living people. At my level, I can sense it."