In Sun Min's consciousness - between them, there is no difference.

He was always one of the most admired in the village, and the matchmaker who came to him to kiss him almost broke the threshold of the family. He was the son of the village chief, and when he was born, it is said that a magpie stopped overnight on a dead tree in front of his house and barked all morning. He was not like those bare-assed and runny boys who played in the mud from a young age, he was different from those people.

The name Sun Min was obtained by his father from a private school in the city with more than half a catty of fine pig's head meat, which represented intelligence. He was the best child in the village, able to recite poetry at the age of five, and was selected by the Ten Thousand Swords Sect to be a disciple at the age of eight. In the entire Hutou Village, he is the only one who has such an excellent deposit.

He knew that he was different from those vulgar guys, and he despised them.

Zhuzi didn't seem to know Sun Min's thoughts at all, his porridge had already been drunk, so he only took a big bite of the steamed bun in his hand. Although physical cultivation has exercised the body and strength, it is much more tiring than the miscellaneous disciples. Nuomi tilted her head to look at the pillar and gobbled up, laughed very carefully, and then handed over another steamed bun in her hand that had not yet been touched.

"Senior brother eats me." Glutinous rice has been said numbly.

But this time, the pillar shook his head with a smile and waved his hand in refusal.

Glutinous rice was stunned, his hand was still raised, and his expression darkened with some frustration, but the pillar suddenly reached out and grabbed Nuomi's hand.

"Your fingers?"

"Ah...... In the field, crushed mud blocks. Hoe...... A spirit hoe? It's not easy to use. ”

"What the hell...... It is necessary to pour the true yuan power into the magic weapon. ”

When the pillar heard Nuo Mi say this, he suddenly reached out and pinched Nuo Mi's fingers. However, for a teenager's body cultivator, the fingers of a young child like glutinous rice are too thin, and the pillar must be careful not to use too much force to break the fingers of glutinous rice.

The bloodshot and bruises between the fingernails of the glutinous rice looked scary, but they didn't look like a major injury to the pillar. After looking at it casually, the pillar let go of the glutinous rice's fingers and changed it to the hand that held the glutinous rice. Glutinous rice was still holding a steamed bun in her hand, and the pillar was holding the back of her hand. Nuomi looked up at the pillar, and for a moment, he felt a slightly warm True Yuan Force from his fingertips and the back of his hand transmitting from the palm of the pillar.

"Like this, pour it into the magic vessel."

"Infuse the artifact." Glutinous rice was stunned and repeated what the pillar had said.

After doing this once, the pillar let go of his hand. Nuomi lowered his head and ran the True Yuan Force in his body, and found that it was a bit difficult to use the True Yuan Force like the pillar demonstrated, and he couldn't use it so skillfully, but it was not impossible to use the True Yuan Power like that.

"Our exercises are different, you can try it yourself. I don't use any hoes, I use poles or something. ”

The steamed buns of the pillar were eaten quickly, and they were stuffed in a few bites, and he took out the spirit wine exchanged for contribution points and poured two sips. Seeing him like this, Nuomi timidly handed over the big steamed bun he was holding in his hand. The pillar still waved his hand.

"You're starting to work, and you're probably going hungry in the afternoon. Save for the afternoon. ”

Sun Min listened to it and snorted with some disdain. In his opinion, if there is a cheap and not taking advantage of it, it is really stupid. And after the pillar refused like this, it was not good for him to ask Nuomi for the leftover steamed bun again. He couldn't see the pillar a little, and told him the skills of using magic weapons. Although these skills are not a secret, as long as you ask Uncle Chuangong, you can get the answer, but at the moment, don't you know the glutinous rice, and you can cheat some benefits from her.

Now this opportunity is a wasted one.

Glutinous rice slowly bit half of the steamed bun on his hand and ate it, and glanced at Sun Min again.

Sun Min, like Nuomi, is a miscellaneous disciple, and his daily body consumption is not as strong as that of the pillar. When Nuomi looked over, Sun Min was still eating the second steamed bun, and his speed had slowed down. Nuomi thought about it, and felt that it seemed a little wrong to distribute the steamed bread to Senior Brother Sun Min instead of distributing the steamed bread to Senior Brother Sun Min, so he didn't hand the steamed bread out, but carefully held it in his hand, not knowing where to go, and hesitated and began to look around.

The pillar ate quickly, and reached out to pat Nuomi's shoulder and beckoned her to go with him, but suddenly noticed that Nuomi was staring blankly at somewhere in the crowd. He followed the gaze of the glutinous rice.

I saw a girl wearing a pink sand chiffon skirt with her fingertips pinching a small piece of pastry and slowly licking and eating. In a large group of miscellaneous disciples and body cultivators dressed in plain linen cotton clothes, the girl in the bright skirt was very eye-catching. She seemed to be very accustomed to the stunning gazes of others, squinting slightly, not caring at all about the gazes of other miscellaneous disciples. The bangs are broken, scattered with light and shadow. The chin is round, and the lines that are so white and almost transparent are very beautiful, but they are a little straight, and you can see that the temperament is very arrogant.

"It's Senior Sister Tian." Sun Min said dryly beside him.

Seeing Tian Tian so closely, no matter which miscellaneous disciple it was, he would feel nervous.

Qingquan Peak has a clear hierarchy, and the supply of each ancestor, uncle, inner and outer disciples, and miscellaneous servants is different, and the cases are different from month to month, and even the time of eating is different. It was not until everyone in front of us had finished eating that it was the turn of the physical cultivators and miscellaneous disciples to appear in the kitchen. Moreover, an inner disciple like Tian Tian usually has a sword boy to take care of her and bring food to the room for her. I don't know why today, Tian Tian actually appeared in the kitchen at this time.

Of course, she didn't need to explain to anyone, and no one could stop her.

Nuomi opened her lips slightly, looking directly at the sweet and glamorous girl in the center of the crowd. watched the miscellaneous disciples around her unconsciously make way for her, and watched her lick a little sugar cake on her cherry-colored lips, and then hooked a little smile. Nuomi was stunned, and felt that her heart was beating a few more beats.

She hasn't reached that age yet, and she doesn't even know what longing is called yearning, she just wants to be close to her senior sister, and she doesn't even dare to imagine that she has a 1 in 10,000 chance of becoming a senior sister like a susten-thousandth.

However, those miscellaneous disciples who had originally stopped in front of Tian Tian all gave way together, and Nuomi didn't dare to step forward to offend. She could at least see that Senior Sister and her were not people from a hierarchical world.

When will I be able to talk to my sister again.