The bad girl wears the skirt quickly: the male protagonist is the servant

Mu Qingqing liked Jiang Yunming's ambition very much and showed a triumphant smile in his arms.

Jiang Yunming's heart was beating wildly, and he secretly asked his senior sister for his identity, "Master has come out of retreat, should we go on a famous journey?"

Mu Qingqing climbed her slender white arms around his neck, breathing sweetly: "Junior brother, are you afraid that I won't take responsibility?"

He looked nervous: "Senior Sister."

Mu Qingqing said sadly, "I think you know that Master just mentioned my senior brother, and I was scolded by others."

"But I only met the eldest brother when I was young, and we have never had any contact."

"Your reputation is even greater than that of the eldest brother. How dare I? If my cultivation level improves a little, I will be more confident."

She looked at him tentatively.

Although Jiang Yunming was unhappy that everyone was linking his senior brother with Qing Qing'er, he had to endure it for Qing Qing'er's sake.

Besides, Qingqing'er praised him for being more famous than the eldest senior brother!

"Don't worry, Senior Sister. With me here, it's only a matter of time before you can improve yourself."

He looked down at Mu Qingqing, his eyes full of pink love, and his heart filled with a sour-sweet feeling of happiness.

On the day of the competition

Jiang Yunming came to Mu Qingqing's place every day, came secretly and left secretly, and finally found a reason to live in the side hall.

It is said that the mountain is steep and suitable for viewing the scenery.

The rest of the people: So the mountain where she lives is a peak, and the mountain where others live is a flat hill.

Mu Qingqing sat in front of the mirror, the person reflected in it was more beautiful than a flower.

Jiang Yunming carefully drew her eyebrows and did her makeup. After several days of practice, his technique had become more and more skillful.

"Senior sister is so beautiful."

He sighed sincerely, the smile in his eyes almost drowning people.

"Senior Sister, it's beating so fast here, please touch it." He held Mu Qingqing's small hand and touched it towards his heart.

Mu Qingqing let him pull her. This little junior brother was different from what she thought. Not only was he less troublesome, but he was also very reasonable.

Everything comes to her.

There are no messy relationships at all, so this little life is really worry-free.

While she was still in a daze, Jiang Yunming's kiss had already landed on her lips, "You are distracted, what are you thinking about?"

"The game is about to start, stop making trouble."

She reached out and pushed him away, twisting her waist.

Jiang Yunming smiled foolishly.

Mu Qingqing was a little excited by his sneak attack, but the competition was about to start and she couldn't mess around.

Jiang Yunming reached out to wipe off the stolen lip balm on his lips and smiled ostentatiously.

He whispered softly in her ear: "Once it's stamped, I belong to you, so when the time comes, don't look at anyone else on the field. Only look at me."

Mu Qingqing had no choice but to reach out and touch his head: "Okay."

Peak Competition

The eldest senior brother was dressed in the uniform of an inner sect disciple, looking like a member of a prestigious and upright family.

He was indifferent to others and disdained to fight with outer disciples.

It was not until someone picked a sign and wanted to compete for Shangling’s peak that Senior Brother Chen Ye lazily raised his eyelids, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

The sect has hundreds of mountains, and all the inner disciples of the Immortal Lord can choose a mountain as the place for their practice.

Their master has five inner disciples, and the rest of them only add up to about eighty people.

Pointing out Shang Ling, if it wasn't intentional, what could it be?

When Jiang Yunming stepped onto the stage, Shang Ling was speechless; it turned out to be his junior fellow apprentice.

Shang Ling said angrily, "Junior brother, why are you making such a fuss? If you like, just move in. There are plenty of rooms at my place."

Jiang Yunming had a gentle smile on his face, but upon closer inspection, he was full of indifference: "Senior Sister Shang Ling, I do like that mountain, but men and women should not touch each other. If I go there, I'm afraid Senior Brother will be unhappy."

He came here intentionally to stir up trouble and bring their private affairs out into the open.

As expected, Shang Ling's face turned ugly. When she met Jiang Yunming's clear and bright eyes, she felt that she was being too suspicious.

Could it be that Junior Brother has feelings for her?

"Junior brother, you are right. I grew up with you, so we are like brothers. It is only natural that we should keep in touch with each other. Junior brother should also keep in touch with us, so that we can be closer."

Jiang Yunming nodded, looking as if he understood.

His eyes met with Senior Brother Chen Ye, and he panicked for a moment: "Senior Sister, Senior Brother is looking at me like this, I don't dare to make a move."

That look has a bit of a green tea flavor.

Shang Ling was convinced by that and encouraged him, "It doesn't matter, just show your true abilities. Regardless of whether we win or lose, we are from the same school."

What I'm waiting for is your words.

After Jiang Yunming finished his greetings, he began to take action.

Shang Ling was dazed by his laughter, and his already weak cultivation was crushed to the ground.

Mu Qingqing sat nearby and looked from afar. Her master, who was as elegant as the breeze and bright moon, was looking at the stage with a frown.

Worry is palpable.

Even the eldest senior brother could hardly sit still.

Mu Qingqing chuckled, attracting the attention of both men.

Having not seen her for a long time, the banished immortal-like master almost didn't recognize her and stared at her in a daze for a long time.

The eldest senior brother even mistook her for another disciple, and a flash of surprise flashed across his eyes.

She was dressed differently from them, in a plain white dress, with her black hair tied up and decorated with a jade hairpin.

Out of the mud, a demon.

Even though she is so plain and elegant, she cannot hide her charming beauty.

Seeing him looking at her, Mu Qingqing turned her face away and slapped him on the back of her head.

Chen Ye stared at her for a long time.

The winner had been decided on the stage, and Jiang Yunming won without any surprise.

"Thank you, Senior Sister."

The young man curled his lips and smiled wildly and wantonly.

Shang Ling was not angry, but asked him why he was so interested in her mountain.

He glanced sideways, eyes full of affection, "Give it away."

Shang Ling understood that her master had assigned this mountain to her, but her spiritual power was too low to protect it.

There were people who came to compete with her, but they were all defeated by her senior brother, and Changfeng fell into her hands again.

Now, I’m afraid that my junior brother is going to imitate Chen Ye.

Shang Ling pursed her lips and smiled, her white jade-like skin was tinged with a hint of red.

"In that case, Senior Sister is willing to accept defeat."

As soon as she went down, Chen Ye came up on stage as expected, "Junior brother, take this!"

As soon as they finished talking, the two started fighting.

This is going to be quite exciting, since they all have the same master.

The people below were bustling around and couldn't help but comment, saying that Immortal Wuwang was truly a great teacher who produced many talented students!

"This newcomer Jiang Yunming can actually fight with the senior brother!"

"Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers!"

As the first disciple, Chen Ye naturally has abilities.

But Jiang Yunming is the crown prince of Jiang State, with all the strength of the country poured into him. Naturally, he is a rare talent with great strength.

He came here to challenge himself!

In terms of martial arts and talent, Jiang Yunming is unmatched.

When it comes to cultivating immortals, he is not as good as Chen Ye.

But there is a rule in this field: you cannot use your life weapon.

Jiang Yunming's moves were ruthless and deadly, totally unlike his gentle moves just now. Forced, Chen Ye subconsciously took out his long sword.

Stabbed into Jiang Yunming's heart.

In an instant, there was a flash of light and the long sword fell to the ground.

On the high platform, Immortal Wuwang spoke: "Chen Ye."

The eldest brother closed his eyes. He didn't expect that the younger brother would be so cunning.

As the saying goes, all is fair in war!

Jiang Yunming wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and raised his eyebrows proudly: You lose.

The eldest brother withdrew the sword in his hand and stepped down from the platform silently.

Jiang Yunming turned around: "Who else wants to challenge?"

The young man was flamboyant and full of vigor, his evil face was covered with red bloodstains, and he was passionate and arrogant.

Everyone was silent.

Changfeng became his possession.