The people in the dining room were originally very dissatisfied with Lin Qingquan, who was absent from work for two days, but as soon as Zhu Dalong took out the three fire rabbits, everyone's dissatisfaction disappeared in an instant, and they became enthusiastic about Lin Qingquan again, and kept telling Lin Qingquan to just go home. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"It's normal for a little girl to be homesick, so let's take care of the little sister more as senior brothers."

"Thank you, brothers and sisters." Although Lin Qingquan knew that these people were looking at the face of the fire rabbit she brought back, she would naturally be polite.

This one was harmonious, but a delicate young man washing vegetables at the other end was angry, and looked at Lin Qingquan who was surrounded by a group of senior brothers with hatred, and snorted.

"Wu Liang, you give me some restraint, if you let Steward Zhu see it, it will be another scolding." A nun next to him whispered a warning to him.

The delicate young man's name is Wu Liang, he looks white and quiet, delicate, and a little bookish, which looks very out of place in the dining room full of fireworks in the world, of course, Wu Liang thinks that he is also different.

Because Wu Liang's family is a scholarly family, his father is a private school gentleman, and he still has a little status in Baiyun Town, but this is also the Wu family's own thoughts, and other people in Baiyun Town don't think so.

But the Wu family's self-feeling has always been very good, their family from old to young, from top to bottom, always think that their family is different, and it is still otherworldly, Wu Liang is the one who feels the best about himself.

Of course, he is also qualified to feel good about himself, because he is the only descendant of the Wu family who has a spiritual root for hundreds of years, although it is only a four-spirit root that is similar to a waste material, but it also makes the Wu family ecstatic and feel better and better.

It's just that Wu Liang's good sense of superiority was left after entering the sect, and he was hit one after another.

He of the four spiritual roots may be a prominent person in Baiyun Town, but in terms of the sect, he is the bottom of the bottom, and he is not as good as the sprinkler maid of the inner gate.

That's it, Wu Liang believes that with his own ingenuity, he will definitely change the existing situation, he is very confident in his future, he will definitely be able to cultivate to the Mahayana and ascend to the immortal realm.

Where did his faith come from?

Because there was once a precedent in the Thousand Moon Realm for a four-spirit root predecessor to ascend, this model made Wu Liang's confidence, which was already feeling good about himself, instantly swelled a hundredfold, and he unswervingly believed that he would definitely be able to become an immortal.

It's just that Wu Liang also has unpleasant times, the reason is because of Lin Qingquan, this Lin Qingquan's qualifications are poor (there is one more spiritual root than him, isn't it bad), but he is surprisingly lazy, the work in the dining room is always not done, and then Steward Zhu will assign these jobs to them, because he is a newcomer, he always has the most work in his hands, which makes Wu Liang, who has been pampered at home since he was a child, cry bitterly.

What made him even more angry was that because his work took up too much time, the time he spent cultivating every day was becoming more and more insufficient, and it had been more than a month since he entered the sect, and his cultivation was still at the second level of qi refining, and he had no benefit at all.

It's all caused by this Lin Qingquan!

The female cultivator who warned Wu Liang was a disciple recruited last year, named Liu Mei, who was also from Baiyun Town, and had studied in Wu Liang's father's private school, so she could be regarded as Wu Liang's senior sister.

Yes, Liu Mei usually takes care of Wu Liang, but Wu Liang is arrogant and has strong self-confidence, and he always takes Liu Mei's warnings as the wind in his ears, and feels that Liu Mei is really worthy of being a waste material (also a five-spirit root), and he will not be productive in his life, and he is afraid that it will be difficult to even build a foundation.

But he forgot that his own four spirit roots were actually the same as the five spirit roots in the eyes of the sect, and they were all dispensable waste materials.

Wu Liang snorted: "Lin Qingquan's work has been done by the two of us, Senior Sister Liu, you have no opinion?" ”

Liu Mei calmly washed the dishes and said indifferently: "What is my opinion?" Lin Qingquan didn't let us work in vain, didn't he give us good things every time? Two days ago, we also ate a green mist fruit! ”

Wu Liang was even more angry: "But the Qingwu Fruit is two for everyone else, and we only got one, but we did the most work, which is really unfair." ”

Liu Mei looked up at him amusedly and sneered, "Fair? Senior Brother Wu, if you want to be fair, then don't enter the sect, there has never been fairness in the sect, only the strong and the weak, senior brothers and sisters, they are willing to share one of us to eat, even if they don't give us a single one, we have to do these jobs. ”

"Why?" Wu Liang was furious.

"Just because we are the weakest, without spirit stones, no backers, and no cultivation, anyone can step on our heads." Liu Mei said calmly.

Wu Liang's eyes were red with hatred, and he muttered, "How can this be? How can this be? I'm going to the steward to tell ......."

Liu Mei was so frightened that she covered Wu Liang's mouth, her face was pale, her eyes were frighteningly bright, her lips trembled and she roared: "Wu Liang If you want to find death, go and sue you, don't blame me for not reminding you!" ”

After speaking, she took the basin of water and stayed away from Wu Liang, no longer helping him work as before, and secretly made up her mind that she would be estranged from Wu Liang in the future, so as not to be affected by this person who did not know whether to live or die.

As for Mr. Wu's teaching, she has finished this month, Wu Liang can't listen to the advice, and she can't stop it, let alone lose her life, so she naturally wants to alienate this good junior brother.

When Wu Liang saw Liu Mei's actions, he rushed up in a hurry, and also held the basin farther away, and the two of them stretched a long distance at this time.

A senior brother smiled when he saw this: "Why didn't Senior Sister Liu teach you Senior Brother Wu?" ”

Liu Mei recounted very calmly: "Senior brother misunderstood, Senior Brother Wu himself is quite assertive, and smart and capable, Senior Sister I don't know much, how can I be qualified to teach him?" ”

The senior brother who asked the question knew what was going on as soon as he heard it, and glanced meaningfully at Wu Liang, who was still washing vegetables, and smiled hehehe.

Liu Mei noticed the deep eyes of her senior brother, her heart was beating fast, as if she was about to jump out of her heart, her back palms were full of sweat, and her underwear was cold and cold when she stuck to her vest, which was cold to her heart.

After the senior brother walked away, Liu Mei slowly exhaled a breath, squatted down and continued to wash the vegetables, but her hand still shook and splashed.

She vaguely glanced at Wu Liang, who was still angry, and hesitated in her heart whether to remind Wu Liang, after thinking for a long time, Liu Mei made up her mind to warn Wu Liang one last time, and she would never care about him again in the future, and it had nothing to do with her whether she was dead or alive.

The senior brother who had asked before walked to the side of the others, and before he knew what he said, everyone burst into laughter, and Liu Mei could feel those thorny gazes shooting over, scanning her and Wu Liang's bodies for a long time.

Liu Mei's back was stiff, and her lips were bitten out of blood, but she didn't dare to turn around, nor did she dare to get up, and her hands were washing the dishes mechanically. (To be continued.) )