Finally came back alive from Qin Xue's room, Ling Motang's whole body was facing the sky, lying flat on the cold and hard bed. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

As a new disciple of the Liuyun Sect who had not yet apprenticed, the house where Ling Motang lived was very different from the room of the official disciple of the Liuyun Sect.

The house she lives in is very small and simple, a copper mirror on the dressing table is blurred, and the long table opposite is used for writing and reading, but there are only pen, ink, paper, inkstone, no books, a wooden bed and two sets of bedding, the front and back of the house are ventilated in summer and cool in winter, fortunately, Ling Motang is naturally warm and not afraid of cold, and it is okay in winter.

The bell rang outside for lunch, Ling Motang jumped up from the bed, there is nothing to worry about that cannot be solved by eating, if there is, then eat two.

The canteen in the Fuyuan Mountains is large enough to accommodate hundreds of people at the same time, and the new disciples dressed in uniform of the unified sect exchange with a smile while nibbling on white-flour steamed buns.

"Susu, I didn't name the gentleman today." Ling Motang smiled at Wen Su, his eyebrows slightly raised, and his voice was a little lazy.

Wen Su covered her lips and smiled: "You are lucky, you caught Elder Jin teaching without naming names, so you had a good time in the morning." ”

Ling Motang is a good-natured person who loves to talk and laugh, so among the new disciples in Fuyuan Mountain, her popularity is actually very good, Wen Su saw Ling Motang coming with a food box, and deliberately left a place for her.

"Senior sister, come to senior sister with a food box." Qin Xue saw Ling Motang from afar, and saw that Ling Motang didn't notice that he directly called Ling Motang to sit with his throat.

Ling Motang had already sat down with a group of new disciples to eat, and when she heard Qin Xue calling her over, she didn't know whether to put down the side dishes on the chopsticks or continue to send them to her mouth.

Several other new disciples all winked at her, and Ding Sheng said, "Mo Tang, your popularity is good enough, Senior Uncle Qin asked you to accompany you by name." ”

"Go, go, you have to like it, I'll leave you with this good thing to eat." Ling Motang rolled his eyes.

The others laughed, and Ding Sheng said again: "Be careful of falling out of favor." ”

Ling Motang replied: "Don't worry, I will definitely recommend you to my uncle before I fall out of favor, Ding Meiren~"

"Don't be poor, go quickly." Ding Sheng waved his hand at Ling Motang, Ling Motang packed up the lunch box and sat opposite Qin Xue with the food box, Qin Xue smiled with satisfaction, and then commented on Ling Motang: "It looks so handsome, that is, can you change your hairstyle, you look at that piece of hair rolled together like a meatball on your head." As he spoke, he pinched the head of the balls that Ling Motang had coiled.

Ling Motang: ...... Biting the bun silently, Qin Xue's description is really unconventional.

"Yo, why are yours white-flour steamed buns?" Qin Xue glanced at Ling Motang's bun, took a bite of her own and handed it to Ling Motang.

Ling Motang stared at Qin Xue's bun filling, and after a long time, he gritted his teeth and said, "Damn, your hair is stuffed with meat!" Her voice was a little loud, and several of the disciples around her looked back at her and sneered disdainfully.

The disciple sitting opposite Ling Motang said, "A new disciple may be kicked out of the Liuyun Sect at any time, it's good to have a mouthful of white flour steamed buns to eat now, and then think about improving the food when you become a formal disciple." ”

Su Zhuohua naturally heard Ling Motang's words, and was dissatisfied that Ling Motang was close to her opponent Qin Xue, so she whispered to the several disciples around her to deliberately make things difficult for Ling Motang.

"Here, you can taste what it tastes like." A male disciple patted Ling Motang on the shoulder, foamed at the meat bun in front of everyone, and then threw it into Ling Motang's bowl of white porridge.

The soup splashed from the white porridge sprinkled on Ling Motang's face, making her clothes sticky with rice grains, and she looked back at the arrogant male disciples and slowly wiped the soup on her face.

"What are you looking at as a newcomer?" The male disciple was very arrogant, Qin Xue's face was pale, and she was about to stand up for Ling Motang in the next second, but Ling Motang calmly held her hand and shook her head, Qin Xue and these disciples are all of the same level, some are still senior brothers, Ling Motang didn't want to let Qin Xue and these disciples have a conflict because of herself, she pushed away the white porridge in front of her expressionlessly, and slowly gnawed on the white flour steamed bun in her hand.

The same batch of new disciples who entered the Liuyun Sect as Ling Motang wanted to complain about her, but because of their identity, they could only stare at these so-called uncles angrily.

"Don't just eat steamed buns, drink porridge quickly. Today you have to eat all the porridge and steamed buns in front of you, otherwise you won't have to come to the cafeteria to eat in the future. "The male disciples deliberately made it difficult, although Ling Motang was beautiful and could make people fall in love, but her family background and cultivation were too ordinary, compared with the noble Su Zhuohua, the male disciples were more willing to please Su Zhuohua, who was still good and had a superior family background.

Ling Motang had never suffered such humiliation, she was the only one who bullied people before she crossed over, and after the crossing, the people around her also took good care of her and Harmony, but today's difficulties of these people have broken through her bottom line, she took a deep breath, looked at the white porridge and meat bun in front of her and smiled.

The brighter she laughs, the angrier she is.

The male disciple's shouting made Ling Motang's spine hot: Really him. Mom wants to smash the bowl of white porridge mixed with meat buns on the head of the heckler!

In fact, Ling Motang really did this, kicked the chair in front of him without hesitation, and then put the bowl upside down on the face of the fiercest male disciple with his left hand, and rubbed it vigorously on his face with his hand.

The other party let out a whimpering sound, the surrounding disciples didn't expect Ling Motang to make such a radical move, they all looked at it without blinking, the new disciples almost called out the word "good" in their mouths, their eyes were full of admiration for Ling Motang.

Ling Motang let go of the left hand that buckled the bowl and slammed the bowl on the ground: "I'm done eating now." ”

"You dare!" The disciple whose face was stained with rice grains slashed at Ling Motang with a palm, carrying a strong wind.

This time, Ling Motang was stunned, standing motionless, closing his eyes and self-hypnotizing in his heart: it doesn't matter if you fight, you won't be killed anyway, there will always be pain after you are happy, just like the other half of happiness is sad.

Unexpectedly, the other party's palm never fell. She half-opened her eyes, Mo Jingru was in front of her, Qin Xue stared at Mo Jingru obsessively, and Ling Motang let out a long breath: It's dangerous.

"Thou shalt not fight with each other." Mo Jingru's voice was loud: "Qinghe, don't you know that you have been in my Liuyun Sect for three years?" ”

"Senior brother, it's this new disciple who doesn't know the rules and moves first." Qinghe pointed the finger at Ling Motang, and Ling Motang shrugged his shoulders and smiled meaninglessly: "You may not believe it when you say it, it is the hand that moves the bowl first." ”

Mo Jingru: ......

Qin Xue: ......

All of them:......

The audience was full of embarrassment, only one person laughed coldly, and Ling Motang's gaze immediately fell on that person, I damn it, the road is narrow.

Thinking that Shen Yuan hadn't seen this thing for many days, Ling Motang's nerves began to relax slightly, but Shen Yuan actually appeared again, and appeared in front of her so openly and generously.