In front of the dining hall, everyone dispersed, and the inner disciple of the main peak frowned, and walked into the dining hall. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Suddenly, his eyes sharpened, he walked behind a person and grabbed his shoulder suddenly, breaking his body over, it was a small child, and he was about to scream in panic, but the inner disciple let go of the child and said with a cold face: "It's okay, you continue to eat." ”

Then he continued to search in the canteen, and detained two or three children one after another, this commotion, the people in the canteen were panicked, but they were shocked by the identity of the inner disciple, and they didn't dare to leave for a while.

The inner disciple frowned, and the miscellaneous servant of the court's ** meal asked, "Where is the back kitchen?"

The handyman didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly replied: "The back kitchen is behind the hall, and you can bypass it from the door on the left." He asked earnestly, "Uncle Shi is looking for something to eat, but do you want a disciple to accompany you?"

"No, no one is allowed to come near the back kitchen until I come out. The inner disciple dropped this sentence in a cold voice, and for a while, the entire dining hall was as silent as a cicada, watching him open the side door and walk out.

The dim and damp kitchen is full of pots and pans, cooking utensils and bamboo baskets of vegetables and vegetables.

A bamboo basket full of Chinese cabbage shook lightly, and the door creaked open at this time, and the early morning sun poured in as the door opened, and the bamboo basket immediately stopped moving.

The inner disciple stepped into the room, his eyes sharpened, and he walked towards the pile of vegetables and bamboo baskets step by step, pressing his hand on the sword on his waist, and the momentum that was inadvertently emitted made the sword spike shake.

When there was only one last step left before the vegetables and vegetables, with a bang, the inner disciple pulled out his sword, and the spiritual light in his palm loomed, and he slashed at the bamboo basket in front of him.

"Immortal Master Mo Chop!"

With a shout, a teenager sprang out from between the bamboo baskets, his ordinary face full of horror.

The long sword was put on the young man's neck with a thud, and the inner disciple shouted, "Who are you and why are you hiding here?"

The cold light on the long sword reflected the young man's pale face, and he replied in a panic: "I didn't hide, I came to get the ingredients for the chef!"

"Are you a miscellaneous servant here?" The inner disciple frowned, and then his eyes suddenly sharpened, "Lie! Ziweimen, even the miscellaneous servant must have a spiritual root, and you can only enter after cultivating spiritual power, and there is no trace of spiritual power fluctuation on your body at all." Say, are you a monster conjugated?"

As he spoke, the inner disciple's eyes were cold, and as soon as he turned his hand, the sword slashed towards the young man's neck, and the young man dodged in panic and clumsily, but the strange thing was that he just dodged the sword's slashing.

The young man panicked and explained: "I don't have a spiritual root, but I cultivate ......."

Since the inner disciple believed that the young man was a monster, where would he listen to his explanation, his eyes sharpened, the hand holding the hilt of the sword suddenly tightened, and the spiritual power poured in, and a silver light instantly jumped from the hilt of the sword to the tip of the sword, and the brilliance was magnificent, and he came out of his hand with a sigh and rushed towards the young man!

The young man shouted "ah", while dodging, he grabbed the bamboo basket next to him and threw it at the sword, and suddenly the sword light overflowed, the bamboo basket shattered, the vegetable leaves flew wildly, the broken iron pot smashed everywhere, and the room was in chaos.

"Stop!"

Several people rushed to the back kitchen, and a chubby middle-aged man screamed first.

The inner disciple couldn't attack for a long time, and it was when he was impatient, when he saw that someone dared to break into the back kitchen without permission against his order, he immediately turned his head and scolded angrily: "Get out, otherwise you will be disposed of as monsters!"

The fat man fell to his knees, hugged the feet of the inner disciple and cried: "Uncle Shi, you are mistaken, the young man inside is not a monster, he is a little nephew, he just entered the Ziwei Gate, he is ignorant and offended Uncle Shi, and I ask Uncle Shi to spare his life!"

"Nonsense! He doesn't have spiritual power in his body, how can he enter the Ziwei Gate?" The inner disciple raised his foot and kicked the fat man away, and continued to pinch and command the sword to attack the young man.

"Uncle Rongyu, although the little nephew has no spiritual root, he is extremely talented in martial arts, and the little one is delusional that he may be favored by Yin Wutang, so he asked for a relationship and brought him into the Ziwei Gate. The fat man crawled back in front of the inner disciple and explained urgently.

Just as he finished speaking, he saw that the young man who was dodging in the room easily grabbed a copper pot weighing nearly five or six hundred, and threw it at the sword with a swish, when there was a loud noise, sharp and piercing, the people nearby screamed and covered their ears, and the sword was knocked upside down and flew out.

The pupils couldn't help but shrink slightly, the inner disciple raised his hand to catch the sharp sword that flew back upside down, swept his eyes at the dim sword body, and looked up at the young man in the room, but saw that he had panic on his face, but his face was not red and sweaty, obviously the fight just now did not make him exhausted.

With a flash of his eyes, the long sword slammed into the sheath, and the inner disciple turned his head and asked the fat man, "What is his name?"

The fat man was stunned for a moment and said, "His name is Lu Yuan, and the younger one brought him into Ziweimen as a handyman, so he went to the Foreign Affairs Hall, and he never reported to the Deacon Hall." ”

The inner disciple snorted coldly: "The Foreign Affairs Hall is so negligent, it seems that it has to be rectified!"

After that, he threw up his sleeves and left, and the fat man and others hurriedly bowed down to send: "Uncle Shi walks slowly." ”

When the figure of the inner disciple disappeared, the fat man dared to stand up, his humble expression immediately turned into an angry face, and he turned to the young man and scolded: "Stinky boy, you are really lawless, you dare to provoke Uncle Neimen, did you know the pain when you lost your head one day?" That's it, you get out of Ziweimen now, so as not to burden the old man and me to lose my head with you." ”

The young man who was scolded, but his face was calm, and the panic just now was almost like two people, he unhurriedly patted off the crumbs of vegetable leaves on his body, raised his eyebrows and said to the fat man: "Isn't this okay? That person is just scaring you, are you really serious?" Besides, if Ziweimen wants to find monsters, the mountain gate must have been closed long ago, even if you drive me away now, I can't get out, right?"

The fat man's face turned red with anger at the young man's words, but he couldn't refute his words, so he brushed his sleeves and said angrily: "When the mountain gate opens, you will get out of here immediately! Also, restore this house to its original state immediately, otherwise you won't want to eat today! None of you are allowed to help him, go out with me!"

The fat man's last words were said by glaring at the handymen beside him, and the handymen squeezed their eyes at the young man, laughed and left the kitchen with the fat man.

The young man looked indifferent, he didn't clean up the house, but walked to a bamboo basket in the innermost part of the room, and a smile curled up at the corner of his lips: "There are no outsiders now, you can come out." ”

The bamboo basket contained Chinese cabbage, no different from other bamboo baskets, and there was no movement after the young man spoke, the young man raised his eyebrows, and simply squatted in front of the vegetable basket as if curiously asked: "Are you really a monster? Monsters are as timid as you, even a mortal is afraid?"