When Jun Qianxi arrived at the main hall, he saw a group of hungry people pounced on the passionate scene.

"Little rabbits, rob with Lao Tzu, don't you want to die?" Mo Jingze let out a loud roar that silenced the scene for a few seconds, but after a while, it became noisy again.

Mo Lingfeng held a bowl of pig brains with green vegetables in one hand and a bowl of pig brains in the other, and roared: "Dad, you said it, there is no father and son at the dinner table!" ”

"That's it, there is no father and son, where is there still a master and apprentice!" The juniors and disciples followed and yelled.

A bunch of people gobbled around that tub!

Jun Qianxi's head was covered with black lines.

It's a good thing to love to eat green vegetables, supplement vitamins, but what about pig brains? What's so good about this disgusting thing?

"Xiao Xi'er, you don't understand the pain of perennial meals except meat is meat."

Duanmu Ming seemed to be accustomed to this scene, and he explained it calmly.

He took Jun Qianxi's hand and entered the main hall, found a place where the vegetable leaves and splashed pig brains would not be smashed by flying vegetables, and continued to enjoy this scene.

Finally, the people in the hall ate enough vegetables and drank enough pig brains, so they had time to take care of them.

"Ming'er, there's still a bit of scum, if you want to eat it, go eat it quickly!"

"No, I'm not hungry!"

Duanmu Ming's words were a little hurried, which made Jun Qianxi couldn't help but sneer, it turned out that he also had times when he was uncomfortable.

"Sister-in-law, let's give you a little more to eat!" Mo Lingfeng picked up the basin, and there were a few greens in it.

"Sister-in-law, eat quickly!"

All the juniors and disciples shouted after him.

Jun Qianxi was uncomfortable by their eager gaze, she smiled dryly and shook her hand: "No need! ”

Duanmu Ming's chuckle also sounded behind her: "Xiao Xi'er, it turns out that you just laughed with fifty steps and a hundred steps!" ”

As night fell, the people of the Lingshan Sect still maintained the habit of being in the Lingshan Sect, meditating and practicing hand-to-hand combat.

But Jun Qianxi and Duanmu Ming were lying on the roof leisurely and counting the stars.

Perhaps knowing the contradiction between the Lingshan faction and the Snow Mountain faction, this time he deliberately arranged the residence of the Snow Mountain faction to the west of the palace.

It was different from the bustle of the Hades Palace, and it was quiet.

In the middle of the night, the silence was pierced by the sound of neat footsteps.

"Master, the queen is here!"

There was a knock outside Mu Xueyan's door, and as the door opened, the flamboyant figure stepped into the room.

"Sister Yan, I haven't seen you for so many years, and your demeanor is still the same as it was back then!"

The person sitting cross-legged on the bed opened his eyes, looked at the person who came in coldly, and the corners of his mouth hooked up an arc of unknown meaning: "Sister Shuang is not the same?" ”

They all seemed to test each other's patience, and the strange atmosphere spread through the room.

At this moment, the rooms were suddenly blown open by a gust of wind and closed as fast as they could.

"Soul body?"

The two people in the room immediately became vigilant, and as the surprised voice fell, the vague figure slowly became solid.

"Xiao Ying?" Mu Xueyan looked at the people who appeared in the room, her pupils shrank, and her original indifferent expression was replaced by surprise.

"Aunt Yan!"

Bai Ningshuang glanced at the figure, sat back in her position lazily, she sneered, and said, "It's really useless!" ”

"Shut up!" Mu Xueyan snorted coldly, she looked at the swaying figure in front of her, and a cold glow flashed in her eyes, "Ying'er, who killed you?" ”

"Jun Qianxi, it's Jun Qianxi!"

Her mood was clearly fluctuating, she gritted her teeth, and the look on her face became gloomy.

PS: End of today