In fact, this white-faced ghost is still very good-looking, except for his face being a little scary.

A small slap face, slender eyebrows, and red phoenix eyes.

It's a classical beautiful man, but the cold air around him doesn't make people like it.

"I've eaten something called sticky rice beans before, and it's a bit similar to this pastry. ”

Qisheng didn't hide it, anyway, the name of the glutinous rice bean was originally given by her at will, and even if she said it, they didn't know what it was.

"Oh~ It's really a coincidence, this thing is made of glutinous rice beans, I didn't expect Her Royal Highness the princess to know so much about the crops of Wujingxu. The white-faced ghost said leisurely.

Qisheng felt a thump in his heart, and he was accidentally stuck in his neck by the pastry and choked......

Her face turned red, she wanted to cough but couldn't cough it out, she strongly suspected that the white-faced ghost was deliberately trying to harm her.

"Qisheng, what's wrong with you?

Abu was busy banging her on the back with his hand, but to no avail.

Qisheng felt that he was about to suffocate to death, but he saw that the white-faced ghost had crooked eyebrows, and he smiled very proudly, with a gloating mockery.

"Senior brother, help her, Qisheng choked ......"

In this room, only Abu was sweating profusely, anxiously looking at the master, and then at the senior brother.

Only then did the white-faced ghost slowly get up and walk to Qisheng.

Then she suddenly felt that the heavens and the earth were spinning, and in a blink of an eye, she was dragged by the white-faced ghost carrying a little chicken in the air in an upside-down shape, and slapped her on the back mercilessly.

The pastry made of glutinous rice beans stuck in the throat fell to the ground with a "bang".

"Ahem, cough, cough......" Qisheng resumed his breathing at this time, muttering in his heart: If you don't die in a catastrophe, you will have a blessing.

Although the thing stuck in her throat had been spit out, the man had no intention of letting her go.

"Hey~ let me down!" Qisheng called, his face flushed.

Leng Feng grabbed her legs, lifted her up, lowered his head and tilted his neck slightly and smiled at her, revealing two tiger teeth, with that miserable white face and black scary pupils, like a ghost.

What does this person mean? Obviously he was deliberately angry with her!

"Let it go!" Qisheng shouted angrily.

Leng Feng smiled evilly and let go......

Qisheng fell to the ground, fell a dog and ate, and hit a big bag on his forehead.

"Qisheng, you're all right!" Abu immediately helped her up.

"It's okay!"

Qisheng rubbed his forehead and looked at the sinister and cunning white-faced ghost with hatred, it was too hateful.

"Let's eat!" said the Xianmen sage, who had been watching the play on the sidelines.

There were many noisy people outside the house, so dinner was eaten inside.

Only one of the seven students ordered noodles, and the other three only ate some pastries brought by Leng Feng.

In Abu's words, this "purgatory on earth" is always stinking and hard to swallow.

Qisheng smelled it and thought it was still quite fragrant.

The noodles of the inn are naturally not as fine as those made in the imperial dining room in the Dongchen Palace, but the taste is not bad.

She has never been picky about food, in fact, in this materially scarce world, it would be good to have a stutter, where can a child like her be a picky eater.

Qisheng grew up in the obstacle forest since he was a child, and the most he eats is game, and only in spring can he eat some sour fruits and wild vegetables.

For her at that time, it was a luxury to be able to eat a bite of hot pasta, and her father would only buy it for her when she occasionally came down the mountain.

The more you lack something, the more you like it, as long as it's pasta, Qisheng likes it very much.

Even if it is a clear noodle with little water, she eats it with relish.

Qisheng hurriedly finished eating noodles, and Abu took Qisheng to play outside.

"The pastry I just ate was really made with glutinous rice beans?"

Is there such a coincidence in this world? Is the name she just gave the real name of the plant?

Is this a coincidence, or is it an evil sect?

"What glutinous rice beans?" Abu didn't quite understand.

"That's it...... It's the pastry that your brother brought, do you know what it's made of?" Qisheng asked.

"Oh~ It's made of big-headed flowers, big-headed flowers are beautiful, and the big flower bones are the size of a child's head. The big-headed flowers are full of treasures, the flowers can be stir-fried, the seeds can be used as staple food, and the pine forest is full of big-headed flowers, which is beautiful. "Asermon.

Big-headed flower, it turns out that the real name of the flower is "big-head"~

It's really concise, quite vivid, tall and strong, and the flower head is extra-large.

She knew that the white-faced ghost was scolding her, and she was almost choked to death.

"What is the origin of your senior brother, and the people around him are also from the Mirrorless Ruins?"

This white-faced ghost is very mysterious, and I always feel that he knows everything about her, and ...... It's not limited to her status as a princess Yu'er.

"Senior brother is senior brother~ I joined the Xianmen Sect at the age of 5 because my senior brother has been taking me to practice, and the senior brother is a good person, and he takes special care of us who are just getting started. Once I cried and felt homesick and couldn't sleep, so my brother kept carrying me in the yard and coaxed me to sleep all night. ”

Speaking of senior brother, Abu's heart warmed, senior brother was his favorite person in Wujingxu except for his master.

Abu didn't answer the question, but it could be seen that Abu liked this senior brother from the bottom of his heart.

In the past few days with Abu, Qisheng felt that he was a very simple child, and even a little innocent to the point that it did not match his age.

At least in such a world, children of Abu's age have already begun to struggle for their livelihoods.

"You are from the same school, how do you think that he is so different from you, and the temperament of the Xianmen saint is not at all compatible, but I can't see that you are all the way. "Seven Lives.

Xianmen Sage and Abu are both gentle people who are kind and a little childish, even a white-haired old man like Xianmen Sage occasionally has a childish and kind appearance, which makes people laugh.

But that white-faced ghost has a cold and murderous aura, coupled with that feminine and terrifying appearance, I'm afraid no one will believe him from the Immortal Sect!

After all, the Xianmen Sect, the Xianmen Sect, with the word "immortal", even if you don't see all of them are the kind of white-clothed tricks, fairy wind bones, chic and handsome, fluttering like an immortal, it should be a compassionate and kind appearance of all beings, just like the white-bearded old man.

After all, Xiao Abu is still a child, but his mind is clean and pure, and he is not familiar with the world, but because of such a temperament, he is not disturbed by external objects, and it is easy to sink his mind and concentrate on cultivation.

But this white-faced ghost is dressed in a dark robe, whether it is his image and temperament, or his words and deeds, where does he have the appearance of a master, and the word "immortal" is 108,000 miles away, but it is more intimate and appropriate with the word "ghost".

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