Chapter 23 I Didn't Expect It to Walk and Talk

Chapter 23 23. I didn't expect it to walk and talk

Spiritual Song Contest?

Xia Feng was about to bend down to pick it up in confusion, when the exquisite and sexy dark lady's high heels stepped on the center of the flyer. Xia Feng looked up along the black skirt, only to see the World Destroying Witch staring at him condescendingly with an expressionless face.

Xia Feng stood up and smiled unpredictably: "Miss Mu, are you going to participate in the national competition? I admire you!"

Mu Qingtong: (_)

The Imperial Spiritual Song Contest is a well-known national competition in the fifty-one administrative regions of the Human Empire. It is a super-large star-making variety show that has been popular for nearly a hundred years.

However, the entry conditions for this kind of competition are very harsh for ordinary people, because they need to become an apprentice spiritualist and know how to give spiritual pressure to the singing, so that the emotions of the listeners can fluctuate with the singing.

It is precisely because of this powerful emotional resonance that ordinary people cannot achieve, and the fact that spiritual songs can be spread in any medium, that the spiritual song competition has become very popular.

Every national champion is a top star known to everyone from eighty-year-old mothers to three-year-old children.

But what Xia Feng didn't understand was why a genius like Mu Qingtong would be interested in the spiritual song competition?

And her singing was so bad.

"Do you have anything else to do?" Mu Qingtong frowned.

"No more, no more."

Xia Feng waved his hand and quickly slipped out of the classroom, while not forgetting to cheer behind him, "Come on, I wish you win the competition~"

Mu Qingtong: -_-

Feeling the danger of being pricked by a needle in his back, Xia Feng hurriedly quickened his pace and didn't stop until he turned the corner.

He looked back at the spiritual song club and curled his lips slightly.

He didn't expect that after meeting Mu Qingtong by chance, he reached such a profitable deal. He didn't pay anything, but got a bronze mask and two grams of Wuliang Stone, and made Mu Qingtong remember the six-tailed spiritual clothes.

Well, in addition, he also knew a shortcoming of this world-destroying witch-her singing was terrible!

Hehe~ Little world-destroying witch, it's easy~

Xia Feng raised a villain-like sinister smile and was in a good mood.

In front of the door, Mu Qingtong quietly watched the disappearing back, her slightly annoyed mood gradually subsided, and she was stunned.

Fei walked out from behind her and stood beside her. After a moment of silence, she said: "Master, have you noticed that this is the first time in so many years that you are angry, even ashamed. You seem to care about his opinion of you?"

"Oh? Is that so."

Mu Qingtong tilted her head to look at the sunset outside the window, and chuckled, "Fei, do you know that I have been looking for my mirror for so many years, and I thought it would be a surprise to find it, but I didn't expect it to walk and talk."

"You said, how can I not care?"

The maid tilted her head to look at the master, and her expressionless face showed a trace of confusion: "Master, I still don't understand. "

Mu Qingtong lowered his head and thought for a while, then explained in a deep voice: "It's like you suddenly found a very cute doll, and you like it very much. But that's fine, this doll can actually walk, jump, talk, and even communicate with you, so you like it even more. "

Mu Qingtong's pale golden eyes became brighter and brighter, "So you want to take apart its exterior, fabric, and wool to have a look."

As she said, the corners of her lips curled up, "See what the cotton inside is made of? What color is it? Is it also wrapped in a red heart like a person?"

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Fei still didn't quite understand, but was greatly shocked!

"So, the master finally stopped delaying and prepared to participate in the spiritual song competition?" She tilted her head and asked.

Mu Qingtong nodded: "Although I don't want to, this is the only way to become a truly strong man."

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[Mushroom Hates Potato: Have you arrived yet?]

Xia Feng just walked out of the teaching building, and Mushroom sent a message to urge him.

[Mu Nanfeng: Immediately]

'Mushroom Hates Potato' is Mushroom's game name, and 'Mu Nanfeng' is his game name. He and Mushroom made an appointment to have dinner and play games.

As a student with no ambition and mediocre talent, it is very nice to relax after finishing work, right?

[You have a preliminary understanding of the spirit structure of the C-level spirit clothing "Three Tails" - 8%]

Senior Sister Mu, please increase your strength, don't stop! I can bear it!

Xia Feng came to the restaurant with a happy mood.

It was just after class in the afternoon, and there were quite a lot of people in the college restaurant. He searched in the crowd for a full three minutes before he could identify Mushroom's position through a strand of erect hair.

"Mushroom, you really need to grow taller, otherwise you won't be able to find a boyfriend in the future." Xia Feng sat down and complained.

Mushroom swallowed a big chicken leg on her left cheek, her open tender lips were oily and smooth, her neck tilted back with a hiss, and the chicken leg was sucked clean by her in an instant.

Her cheeks moved like a hamster chewing, and she glared at Xia Feng with her big watery eyes, as if she wanted to speak but couldn't.

Gudong——

She covered her mouth, and Xia Feng pushed the soup over to her, "Eat slowly, no one is snatching it from you."

Mushroom took a big sip of soup, and finally came to his senses, slamming the table with an earnest look: "Dad, I need your help!"

Xia Feng: "???"

Good guy, how busy are you, you don't even care about your face.

"What help? You tell me first."

Mushroom said seriously: "I want an autographed photo of Mu Shen."

Are you chasing stars here? Xia Feng frowned and shook his head: "I'm afraid it won't work. Mu Qingtong and I have only met a few times, and we are not very familiar with each other. She won't pay attention to me."

Mushroom pursed his lips, as if he had made some important decision, clasped his hands together, raised his big watery eyes, and bit his lip, "Dad, please~~"

"!!!" Xia Feng almost had a myocardial infarction, and quickly raised his hand, "Stop, stop, stop, shut up. I'll try, I'll try next time I meet her, okay?"

The mushroom hair stood up, and he smiled happily.

But at this moment, there was a commotion outside the restaurant, and many students around looked up.

The crowd split into two to make way, and seven or eight young men surrounded a tall, thin, long-haired man and walked into the restaurant.

They were wearing uniform white elegant priest clothes, with mysterious black moons on the cuffs and seams.

"Look, it seems to be Senior Yan!" A girl whispered and pulled her best friend beside her.

"It's true. I heard that Senior Yan was appreciated by the bishop of the Black Moon Church when he was still in his sophomore year, and was directly hired into the Church. It is said that in just half a year, he broke out of the Knight Corps in an invincible manner and was promoted to Silver Armor Knight!"

"More than that, you may not know yet, he is also the guardian knight of Cha Naxue. Everyone who can become a guardian knight is a genius selected from major campuses."

The crowd whispered and talked in a low voice, full of envy and admiration.

The Imperial Weiyang College has branches in every administrative district. The full name of the college in District 51 is the 51st Campus of the Imperial Weiyang College.

"I remember that when Senior Yan was still in school, he directly broke the record of the fastest promotion to an apprentice spiritual master in our campus. Now this record is still maintained by him."

Listening to the discussions around him, Xia Feng looked at the young man in the distance, his eyes narrowed slightly, Yan Xujia, what is this guy doing in the college?

"Let me tell you a secret. This Yan is the son of the Marquis of Dongbo, the son of the Marquis, a real noble." Mushroom whispered beside Xia Feng, "Don't mess with him, his father, the Marquis of Dongbo, is not a good person."

Da-da-da——

In the slightly quiet restaurant, the group of high-profile young people kept walking, and everyone's eyes followed them.

Seeing this, Xia Feng paused his spoon, glanced at Mushroom and chuckled, "I didn't mess with him, but sometimes bad things always like to come to me."

Mushroom's original carefree state immediately restrained, and her expression became visibly nervous. She was socially anxious and didn't dare to say a word in front of outsiders.

Da-da-da——

Finally, several tall figures stood in front of the table, completely blocking the sunset light coming through the side window.