A bite of food, a bite of meat, a bite of rice

Since the purple disciple didn't know the name of this set of astral techniques, and since this set of astral techniques was now practiced by her, she naturally had the right to give it a name.

"Moonblade?" Zitu tasted the name in a low voice, and nodded slightly, "The way of astrology, the power comes from the stars in the sky, the moon is also the stars in the sky, no matter how bright the stars are, they can't cover the moonlight, the name given by the young lady is really a good name." ”

Purple Pupil smiled, "I can't see it, you're quite good at sycophancy." ”

Zitu's face turned red, "Zitu has no such intention, just say what you think, if the young lady thinks that Zitu is not right, Zitu will not say it in the future." ”

"Hah......" Purple Hitomi smiled and patted his arm, "I'm just joking with you, don't take it seriously." ”

"The purple disciple knows the way." The purple disciple nodded honestly, "It's not early, you must be tired after a day of cultivation, why don't you eat first?" ”

Zitong walked out of the small hall outside the door, and sure enough, there were three dishes and one soup on the table, as well as a bowl of hot white rice.

Zi Tong walked to the table, looked at the good-looking food, sniffed lightly, took a chopstick of chopsticks and put it in his mouth, tasted it, Zi Tong nodded with satisfaction, "It's delicious." ”

"Miss is a daughter, but you want to eat such coarse tea and light rice made by Zitu, you are wronged." Purple disciple road.

"Grievance?!" Purple Pupil sat down at the table, "The food cooked by the Heavenly Rank Martial Venerable himself, I'm afraid there aren't many people in this world who can eat it, right?" ”

This sentence is not all talking.

A star warrior of the level of the Purple Disciple can definitely be called a master, no matter which door he throws himself into, it is not a hospitality for good wine and good food, but no one will be willing to let such a master cook.

Zitu's face turned red again, "Miss likes to eat it." ”

Zitong raised her face to look at him, "Bring another bowl of rice and another pair of chopsticks." ”

Although she didn't understand why she needed to add an extra pair of chopsticks, Zitu didn't ask much, just obediently went to the kitchen to fetch rice and chopsticks and put them in front of her.

"Not for me, for you!" Purple Hitomi raised her chin to the chair opposite, "Sit down and eat together." ”

"No, you can eat first."

Since he was a child, he has been identified as the dead soldier of the purple pupil, and what he has been instilled is the idea that the purple pupil is the sky, where is he willing to sit with her.

Zi Tong saw through his thoughts at a glance, and immediately put down the bowl in his hand, "Zi Tu, listen well, from today on, you will eat with me, this is ...... Command! ”

"Yes!"

Zitu had no choice but to agree, and sat on the chair opposite her with a bowl, but only picked up the rice, and did not stretch out the chopsticks to pick up the vegetables.

"A bite of food, a bite of meat, a bite of rice!" Purple Pupil took a piece of chopsticks and put it in his bowl, "This is also an order!" ”

"Yes!"

The purple disciple agreed to come down.

Then, take a bite of food, a bite of meat, and a bite of rice, exactly according to her standards.

Zitong looked at his workmanlike eating posture, but he couldn't cry or laugh, knowing that this guy had been brainwashed since he was a child, and if he wanted to change it, it was impossible for a while, so he simply didn't pay attention to it anymore and let him go.

Anyway, the days will be long in the future, so she will adjust and teach it slowly.

After the meal, Zi Tong took the initiative to help him clean up, where was Zi Tu willing to let her do this kind of rough work, she didn't say anything, Zi Tong didn't insist, and immediately returned to the room and continued to practice the Moon Blade.