ICP record number: Xiang B2-20100081-3 Internet Publishing Qualification Certificate: Xinchu Network License (Xiang) Zi No. 11 Network Culture Business License: Wen Wangwen [2010] No. 128

Today's Purple Disciple has also reached the strength of the Heaven-Rank Nine-Star, and he is only one step away from the Saint Rank, but in terms of comprehensive strength, even if he is against a Saint-Rank Two-Star martial artist, he will not be inferior in the slightest.

He was only wearing a single coat, but he didn't feel cold, he raised his hand and took out the flaming blade, and practiced the entire set of knife techniques, and a faint white heat was already coming out of his body.

Turning his face, he saw Luo Jia standing at the bottom of the stairs at a glance.

She was covered with a dark fur from the servant, and she was bareheaded, with her long dark green hair scattered over her body, and some snowflakes fell sporadically on it.

Standing in the open space under the steps and sweeping the snow, behind her is a large area of snow, between the snow white, her dark green eyes and hair, it looks extraordinarily vibrant, from a distance, like a tree that is evergreen in winter, it looks like it is full of vitality.

"Purple disciple!"

Seeing him stop the knife, Luo Jia immediately trotted up to him and gave him a bowl in his hand with both hands.

"Eat it quickly, if you don't eat it again, it will be cold."

"What is this?!" Zitu looked at the bowl she was holding in her hand suspiciously.

The bowl is a large bowl with a gold rim, and there is a lid on it, so you can't see the clues.

Luo Jia bit her lip, "That...... It's the first time I've done it, and I'm not doing it very well, you're ...... Don't mind. ”

Confused, Zitu put away his knife and raised his hand to pinch the lid on the bowl to uncover it.

When the lid was removed, the rice porridge inside was immediately revealed, and the white rice was stewed to a sparse extent, and a few slices of boiled plum blossoms could be clearly seen inside.

"It's ...... Plum blossom rice? The purple disciple asked.

Luo Jia's face, which was already a little red from the cold, instantly became a little redder, and it seemed that blood could drip as long as she pinched it lightly.

"It's really ugly, otherwise, don't eat it."

She cooked it a few times, and finally mustered up the courage to bring this meal that she thought was still edible, but now when he asked this, she instantly lost her confidence, and turned around to run.

As a result, the turn is turned, and there is no running.

The purple apprentice's hand had reached over and grasped the tray in her hand steadily.

Before Luo Jia could react, he had already brought the bowl over, took a sip with a spoon, and put it in his mouth.

Turning his face and looking at the way he was eating, Luo Jia bit her lip, apprehensive and sweet.

"That...... Isn't it...... Bad to eat? ”

"It's not hard to eat." Purple disciple road.

"So, it's still unpalatable?" Luo Jia's mood was suddenly extremely lost.

Zitu looked at her disappointed look and hurriedly explained, "I didn't mean that. ”

"That'...... Is it delicious? Luo Jia asked a little unconfidently.

The purple disciple looked into her eyes and nodded against his will.

The first time in his life he lied, just because of her eyes, he really couldn't bear to tell the truth.

"Really?" Luo Jia came back to life in an instant, "Then you eat more, I cooked a lot?" ”

"Okay."

The purple disciple sat down on the steps and drank up a bowl of porridge in three strokes.

Luo Jia saw that he ate so quickly, but he thought it was really delicious, and took the initiative to ask, "Do you still want it?" ”

The purple disciple glanced at her, "Yes." ”

"I'll give it to you."

Luo Jia took the empty bowl, turned around and ran, ran too fast, slipped under her feet and almost fell, Zitu was just about to help her, she had already stood up straight, smiled back at him and stuck out her tongue embarrassedly, and then slipped and ran away.