My imagination has come true

Chapter 81

Mu Qingyun smiled: "Well, obviously, I don't want to be seen by you, senior sister."

The few over there were obviously planning to hide and go.

Chen Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

"Too."

Turning her head again, Chen Yi stared again, "Qingqing, the one wearing a white fox-fur coat over there, the one who is specially dressed, is Si Yan, the chief disciple of Jiangnan Moon Palace."

"Tsk, I didn't expect him to come too."

"The cold-faced little brother next to him should be Si Le, a rookie from the Moon Palace."

Chen Yi was really surprised, "Supposedly it shouldn't be, this chief ranked in the top eight in the reincarnation last year, and is expected to enter the big competition this year, why is he still thinking about playing with his juniors and younger sisters?"

Apart from preparing for the reincarnation competition, their senior brother has recently suspended all activities, and even has no time to see his childhood sweetheart fiancee.

"Fortunately, those two from the Moon Palace are far away, so don't run into each other."

She wasn't worried that these two saw her shopping for clothes, but Yuegong had complicated entanglements with her own martial arts school, so she really didn't want to meet them.

For a moment, Chen Yi lost the desire to continue strolling leisurely.

Like other familiar comrades, she pretended not to know each other tacitly and made way for each other.

The shopping mall has everything, and there are also a lot of ready-made clothes. There are several well-known old tailor shops in China, as well as the silk and satin in Jiangnan that were only used as tributes in the early years. You can see it in this big shopping mall.

Mu Qingyun picked out a moon-white dress, with a jacket and a skirt, and a short satin cape.

She is tall and looks slim in clothes.

Chen Yi looked at it and was satisfied, and picked out a pair of pearl bracelets for her.

She chose a pink, very tender little dress herself.

Chen Yi is 22 years old. At present, she is already the age of a mother. In the martial arts school, she is still like a little girl, and the brothers and sisters love to coax her.

But deep down in her heart, she still has some concerns, and she prefers to wear the kind of clothes that little girls like.

It was getting late, and it was cold outside, Chen Yi touched Mu Qingyun's hand, it was still warm, so she felt relieved, but she still stretched out her hand to tighten the collar for her.

"I asked. We have a big tub in our room. Go back and take a deep soak. I'll get you two packs of medicine powder later..."

Mu Qingyun was listening with a smile when suddenly he saw several security guards in uniform running around in the shopping mall.

The guests on the whole floor stopped and looked into the distance.

Chen Yi pulled Mu Qingyun to look over, "It's Si Le, hey, these Moon Palace disciples!"

Si Le was arguing with someone, it should be said that someone was arguing with Si Le.

It was the girl named Shen Tiantian who was the head of Zhang Rongrong's party.

With a casual smile on Shen Tiantian's face, he said lightly, "This one is a golden harmonica handmade by old Mr. Guo Yousheng, and it's barely passable."

"The price is 180 yuan, and I will triple it to you."

There was something natural in her voice.

Like if she said it, it would come true.

Following the voice, a guard with a round face and a round figure walked out beside her. The guard looked a bit simple and honest, but his movements were not simple and honest at all.

As soon as the man came out, he reached for the golden harmonica in Si Le's hand without hesitation.

Chen Yi covered her face lightly, and whispered, "Where is Miss, so brave!"

Mu Qingyun was also dumbfounded, unable to move his feet for a moment, poking his head out to watch the excitement.

It turns out that there are really people in the world who are so arrogant.

The guard stretched out his chubby hand, but missed the harmonica. Instead, he let out an ouch and withdrew his hand abruptly, his face contorted.

L.

Blood dripped from his hands.

Shen Tiantian was stunned for a moment.

The two sons who had been following her were not here, but Zhang Rongrong and a few girls were there. They were startled when they saw the blood, and several of them couldn't help crying out.

Shen Tiantian frowned: "What's your name, noisy."

She looked up at Si Le, confused: "Why didn't you give me the harmonica?"

Si Le had no expression on his face, his face was transparent white, and his lips were also white, with a transparent jade-colored texture.

He is not very talkative, at least in Yuncheng, everyone in the world knows him, everyone knows him.

At this moment, Si Le thought for a while, and still said softly: "This is mine, please make way."

Mu Qingyun smiled, this person is actually quite polite.

Shen Tiantian didn't think the other party was being polite at all, so she frowned: "I've said it all, I bought it."

She shook her head, "I'm so tired, can't understand people's language, I want to go home, Achang, wrap up the harmonica for me, let's go."

Saying that, she turned to leave.

In an instant, a gigantic fist appeared from her side and slammed straight towards Si Le's face.

With a heavy punch on Si Le's chest, A Chang's head was full of veins, hot air gushed out of his nose, and the surrounding air began to vibrate.

The left and right guests could faintly feel the heat wave.

The punch was like thunder, and the shelves on the left and right began to shake.

Si Le didn't move, lowered his eyes lightly, and said softly: "I didn't intend to kill anyone, so you don't have to die."

While speaking, that Achang flew backwards, and bumped into another guard. The castration continued, and there was another one, and the three guards fell into a ball.

Miss Shen was stunned for a moment.

Si Le drew his sword backhand and stabbed it without hesitation.

Even facing a lady who doesn't know martial arts, his sword is still heavy and fast.

Senhan's sword energy made Mu Qingyun, who was still far away, feel cold and shivering.

"stop."

"No."

The three guards lying on the ground, and the other four middle-aged guards who had been guarding Shen Tiantian all rushed over.

Some of the long knives came out of their sheaths and tried their best to block them, while some of them burst out with a burst of blue light in an instant.

Flying knives, flying needles, caltrops.

All kinds of hidden weapons rushed towards Si Le.

Chen Yi quickly said: "I said, do you remember?"

"It should be managed, and it should not be ignored."

This is obviously out of the question.

Shen Tiantian bullied someone and bumped into the south wall, so she should be beaten to death.

Mu Qingyun nodded silently, but her posture paused: "Uh."

At this time, the surroundings were already in chaos.

A large group of security guards turned black with anger, and a large group of guests fled in all directions.

Obviously, these guards had no scruples, their methods were too rough, and their swords and swords were flying around.

"A moment is enough."

Chen Yi whispered, "Si Le won't take long."

After only one sentence, Chen Yi's eyes twitched and her face changed.

The customers all over the mall bumped into each other, and the screams were deafening.

Mu Qingyun sighed helplessly, his body swayed, and he swept past these people in the melee, turning the wind of palms into sword winds, and the spring-like sword force poured out, sticking to those fallen shelves and flying hidden weapons.

Chen Yi was also helpless, and tacitly entangled the unlucky customers under the shelves.

The martial arts of Yuncheng Martial Arts may only be considered ordinary in terms of power, but in terms of 'beauty', it is rare in the world.

Si Le flattened the surrounding area with a sword, and knocked Shen Tiantian to the ground. When he turned his head, he saw Mu Qingyun and Chen Yi's 'spring'.

The light of the sword is ethereal, soft yet hard, like a fairy dancing in a troubled world.

He couldn't help but stretch out his hand to block the light, dazzled for a moment.

The huge shopping mall finally restored order.

Shen Tiantian was so wronged that tears fell down.

The few guards who struggled to stand up looked at Si Le, as if Si Le was a big devil who deserved to be cut to pieces.

Si Le hesitated for a moment, remembering the advice of his master and senior brothers at home, he stepped forward and bowed his hands in salute: "But Master Zhuo's disciple, Yue Gong Si Le, salutes you all."

Chen Yi also put on a gentle face immediately, and politely replied: "Brother, you are polite."

(End of this chapter)