Flowers bloom on the Moshang for the return of the king

Chapter 73 You Are Still Alive
She overtook the little prince several times, and when she climbed the last step, her little feet stepped on the ground first...

Jun Ziqian was half a foot behind her, taking second place.

She remembered that Jun Ziqian's face was still dark until the deacon's boy welcomed them into the compound.

Looking at her was like looking at a monster.

Wu Jiuzi ignored him at the time, and waved goodbye to Mo Hanyu casually, and then followed Mo Xiaoxiao to Lingshuang Courtyard, which caters for female disciples.

At that time, it was nearly three o'clock at night, and the other disciples had already fallen asleep.

The arrival of Wu Jiuzi and Mo Xiaoxiao did not disturb anyone anymore, and they were arranged in the same room.

The furnishings in the room are simple, with only some necessary daily necessities, and two hard beds covered with thin mattresses.

As soon as Wu Jiuzi entered the room, she threw herself on the bed regardless, and fell asleep in the dark. She was really exhausted.

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A morning star in the sky brightened and dimmed, and the moon faded into a round silhouette.The sky is still a little dark, and the morning light has not yet appeared.

Wu Jiuzi had been standing in this huge square for nearly an hour. What she saw in front of her eyes was a dense crowd of boys and girls. There were a thousand of them...

She was sleeping soundly in the room, and in a trance, she heard a silver bell ringing from far to near. Before she really realized where she was, she was violently shaken awake. When she opened her eyes, she saw Mo Xiao Xiao's big eyes were obviously excited: "Jiuzi, get up quickly, assemble, assemble! Today is the official election, you can't be late!"

So, half asleep and half awake, she washed herself up under the urging of Mo Xiaoxiao's magic voice, and followed the people who came out one after another to the square——

There are disciples of the Jiuhuamen who maintain order in the square, and these new children are divided into male and female teams, and then divided into six teams in order of height.

These children are all around twelve or thirteen years old, and they wear all kinds of clothes, presumably rich and poor.

Wu Jiuzi was neither tall nor short, and was standing in the middle of the queue.Mo Xiaoxiao was slightly taller than her, three or four people behind her.

Wu Jiuzi suddenly had an illusion, as if she was back in middle school again, a group of elementary school students stood in line under the red flag and waited for the flag-raising ceremony...

She was very tired yesterday, and she got up very early today, so she was extremely sleepy, but she didn't know anyone in the front, back, left, and left, and she didn't even have anyone to talk to to relieve her sleep.

Looking forward, there is a large platform more than two meters high in front of it. There are tables and chairs on the platform, and no one is sitting on it.

Wu Jiuzi yawned, looked up and looked at the sky, she had stood like a little white poplar for so long, it was still dark, and there was no big boss coming, so they just waited here foolishly. Is it because the Martial Arts deliberately grind people and take Joe's rhythm by the way?
In the future, will we have to live this kind of life that sleeps at three o'clock and starts at five o'clock, maybe it will be like training special forces?

Wu Jiuzi rubbed the center of her eyebrows worryingly, and sighed deeply.Suddenly, I am not so looking forward to joining the Jiuhuamen.

"You are still alive!" A voice sounded low, with a bit of gnashing of teeth.

Wu Jiuzi followed the voice and saw a girl in a light blue shirt in the left team next to her who was looking at her quite proudly, with a look of disdain.

That girl was born extremely beautiful, with charming big slanted eyes, a high nose bridge, coupled with a small water chestnut-like mouth, she was also outstanding in that group of children.

(End of this chapter)