After the abusive husband became enlightened, the fox demon master turned black

The snow on the road back to Qingya Peak is still there. When the sun shines on the earth at noon, the sky is orange and blue, which is uniquely clear after snow.

Even the snow seemed to be shining with a shallow blue light. The sunlight penetrated the branches and cast shadows of various shapes on the ground. The branches swayed gently. Sang Mo walked briskly through the swaying shadows of the trees. She raised her head. , suddenly saw curls of green smoke rising from Changwuju.

"Master is back?" Sang Mo was a little surprised.

"If I had known, I would have picked off a red plum! Master, he likes red plums the most."

She quickened her pace and ran towards Qingya Peak.

When he entered the inner hall, it was very hot inside. Shen Yanqing burned the earth dragon and the stove.

Wearing snow-green clothes, he was sitting by the stove making his favorite tea. There were a few sweet potatoes and Sang Mo's favorite longan on the baking sheet.

Sang Mo walked over and said, "Master, you are back!"

Shen Yanqing picked up the book on the long table and pointed at the bubbling longan on the grill.

"It was given by someone else. It has been stored for a long time. It needs to be roasted and eaten like this to nourish it."

Sang Mo's eyes shone brightly. When she picked up the longan and pushed it open, the juice flowed down. She quickly stuck out her tongue to catch it. It was sweet. After one sip, she was filled with the unique aroma of longan.

"Girls still have to pay attention to their manners when eating."

Sang Mo spit out the core, "Why are you like that senior brother from Xuanwu Peak?"

"Did you participate in the martial arts competition?" Shen Yanqing suddenly asked.

Sang Mo nodded, "Yes! I also made a bet with others. The loser has to walk around the competition arena and learn to walk like a duck."

"This is interesting." Shen Yanqing picked up his teacup and took a sip, "Don't embarrass me."

Sang Mo took a big mouthful of roasted sweet potatoes and said a little slurred: "It's a surprise." Don't worry.

On the second day, Sang Mo tied up her hair with a jade crown, wore a cyan skirt with sleeves, and wore sapphire boots. She carried a green sword behind her back and planned to go to the competition ground after breakfast to watch the competition. cloth.

The canteen was as crowded as ever. Sang Mo took porridge and steamed buns, glanced around and sat in a corner.

While they were eating, Bai Mucheng's voice suddenly sounded from above her head, "Hey, where did this beauty come from?"

Sang Mo looked up and saw her looking at him teasingly.

"Hey, don't tell me, this outfit really suits you. Where do you plan to go to fight for justice? Heroine."

Sang Mo took a bite of the bun and said, "Go and conquer the duck brigade!"

After Bai Mucheng sat down, she excitedly took out a piece of silk cloth and said, "Here is the list for the first competition. Your opponent is Du Jun. I am the first disciple you made a bet with that day with a bad mouth."

Sang Mo raised his head in surprise when he heard this, "What a coincidence?"

Bai Mucheng shrugged, "Someone must be causing trouble."

"How can such a big competition be played behind the scenes?!" Sang Mo didn't believe it.

"What do you think? It's said that the decision is made by drawing lots in public, but human beings are so sophisticated that everyone will turn a blind eye."

Sang Mo was confused, "Is there so much power behind Du Jun?"

"Du Jun is not very powerful, but Song Yu is powerful. He is a relative of the head of the family, didn't you know?"

Sang Mo shook his head, "It's okay to use magical weapons in the competition. Now you can even manipulate the competition. This is too dark."

"What about those civilian disciples?"

Bai Mucheng shrugged, "What else can we do? Family background is also a part of strength. To put it bluntly, Changli Mountain is not suitable for poor disciples."

"Unless you are as talented as Elder Jiangxiao."

"Huh?" Sang Mo put down his chopsticks in surprise and asked, "My master? Is he also a civilian disciple?"

As soon as she asked, she realized that Shen Yanqing was a fox demon. Although he had a noble bloodline in the demon world, Changli Mountain was human territory and he could not have a backstage here.

"That's right, Elder Jiangxiao didn't have a protective magical weapon back then. He was injured in the competition and he didn't have any elixir that could help his body heal quickly. He just defeated all the children of the aristocratic family and won the first place!"

Sang Mo thought of the martial arts competition he experienced in his previous life before his spiritual roots were cured.

The children of the aristocratic family came to her with all kinds of magic weapons as if they were free of charge.

As soon as Sang Mo inflicted some injuries on the opponent, their parents' curses could be heard from the audience.

They told Sang Mo to die and scolded Sang Mo for being so vicious at a young age. They didn't care that this was a martial arts competition and they wanted to beat the other person to death.However, as long as the other party takes a magical medicine, Sang Mo's previous efforts will be in vain.

She secretly clenched her fists. In this life, her cultivation level was close to that of an Earth Immortal. She must teach them a lesson!
The competition venue is now crowded with people. After maintenance, the sand and gravel in the venue are even and smooth, and the chairs in the auditorium are also padded with soft cushions.

The heads of various aristocratic families and their entourage sat in the audience holding hand stoves, and disciples served them refreshments during the process.

When Sang Mo walked onto the court, Du Jun hadn't arrived yet.

Bai Mucheng stood outside the fence and waved, "Junior sister Su! Conquer the duck brigade!"

Sang Mo turned around and gave her a "Don't worry." look.

When he turned around, he saw Du Jun wearing a shiny magic weapon.

The magic weapon armor almost covered his whole body, and protective armor was attached to important parts. There were three bags containing elixirs hanging on his waist, and the sword in his hand was also shining with spiritual power.

This weird look shocked everyone on the stage.

Although there is no rule against using magic weapons and elixirs, this is the first time someone has dressed up so much.

Someone on the field immediately shouted: "He must have carried all his belongings on him!"

"Yes, it was not so exaggerated back then when the martyrs rushed to the battlefield to ward off evil spirits!"

"It's over, that junior sister is going to be in bad luck now."

"..."

Du Jun turned a deaf ear to the doubts on the court and said triumphantly: "Su Jinyi, if you have the sense to admit defeat, I will still show mercy to little girls like you."

Sang Mo glanced at the two pieces of armor attached to his chest and couldn't help laughing, "Why do you still like chest protectors? Are you afraid that you won't be able to breastfeed children in the future?"

When she said this, when everyone looked at Du Jun, they intuitively felt that the two pieces of armor were in the wrong position. The more they looked at it, the more awkward it became, and they all started laughing.

Du Jun blushed and cursed angrily: "Su Jinyi, are you still a girl?"

Sang Mo smiled so hard that he couldn't stand up straight, "Yes, it's always been the case."

Just at this time, the referee called start. Du Jun was so angry that he even forgot to salute before the game. He raised his weapon and rushed forward in one step.

Everyone opened their eyes wide and concentrated, staring blankly at the arena.

Du Jun was seen attacking fiercely, while Sang Mo stood there slowly and calmly.

When Du Jun was less than one meter away from her, Sang Mo suddenly bent down, dodged his attack, and punched him in the stomach.

Before everyone could see clearly how Sang Mo took action, Du Jun had already flown out.

The armor on his stomach fell into pieces and scattered in the air. After Du Jun landed, it hit him in the face.

There was an uproar.

Someone shouted in the audience: "Du Jun! Du Jun! What are you doing? Why don't you stand up quickly?"

Du Jun did not move.

Du Jun's father and mother immediately stood up in a hurry. Du Jun's mother cried and rushed off the stage. After being stopped by the disciples who were maintaining order, she stood in the audience and cursed.

The referee was also confused. He thought that fainting was Du Jun's strategy.

Sang Mo reminded him: "Why don't you go over and see him?"

He then walked over and took a closer look. Du Jun's mouth was full of blood and he was still unconscious.

He hurriedly announced the results and called for the doctor.

Sang Mo walked over, took out a pill from the medicine bag on his waist, lifted his head up and fed it to him.

The medicine was really good. As soon as it entered Du Jun's mouth, the medicine automatically flowed into his throat.

Du Jun woke up within a moment.

He glanced at Sang Mo blankly and found that he was in Sang Mo's arms, and his beauty suddenly turned pale.

Seeing his expression, Sang Mo couldn't help teasing him, "Is the beauty feeling better?"

(End of this chapter)