Rong Le's room, she was having dinner with Yuan Yu.

Yuanyu has an extremely light taste and doesn't eat meat, so it's rare to see shredded meat on the table, all of them are vegetables, the only difference is the small plate of peanut crisp next to Rong Le.

Rong Le, who had lived in Wutong Courtyard for a month, couldn't get used to this, so he simply put down the dishes and chopsticks, propped his head and looked at Yuanyu, and said, "Master, you don't kill or eat meat, so you just go to the temple to be a monk."

Yuanyu raised his eyes and glanced at Rong Le, also put down the dishes and chopsticks, picked up the handkerchief next to him and wiped the food residue that was not there at all in his mouth, and said, "Indecent." Then he ordered the food to be taken away.

"Hey!" Rong Le watched the food on the table being taken away, and he was desperately protecting the peanut crisp beside him, but it was useless, and he was still taken away, so he pouted and asked Yuanyu: "What are you doing, I just ate a few bites." ”

In fact, Yuanyu only sandwiched a few green vegetables, and didn't eat anything at all. Yuanyu said: "Food is silent, since you speak, it is already eaten." ”

Rong Le was so used to being with Yu Qiongyao and the others that he had already forgotten about those broken rules, he suddenly thought about it, and said to Yuanyu flatteringly: "I was wrong...... But Master didn't eat a few bites, he definitely wasn't full, so let them bring the food, what a waste of pouring it like this. ”

"It's nothing more than staying outside for a month, and it's getting more and more unruly." Yuan Yu made a pot of tea and put the tea cup on the table, Rong Le hurriedly stood up and poured tea for Yuan Yu, and poured another cup for himself.

"Okay." Rong Le saw that there was no hope, so he had to accept his fate.

Master doesn't kill, doesn't eat meat, doesn't drink, and loves cleanliness, so he should indeed become a monk, that's right. Rong Le thought to himself, he really felt that the name Yinxue Peak was wrong, and it should be called Yinxue Temple.

Yuanyu saw that Rong Le had come up with a thought, and the teacup was gently placed on the table, and said, "Rest early, I should go." ”

Rong Le looked out the window, it was already dusk, and Yuanyu would leave whenever this time, so he had to answer and send Yuanyu out of the door.

……

It was another morning, before dawn, Rong Le was disturbed by the noise, and hurriedly dressed and ran out of the back door of the Yinsu Hall to see that he and Nan Yi were drawing knives to each other, Yuan Yu rubbed his eyebrows on the side, and he was also very helpless about these two "living treasures" of Yinxue Peak.

"I'll tell you stinky boy, if you don't compensate me for a few jugs of good wine, I'm not done with you!" Why don't you get tired of holding a wine gourd in one hand, pulling out the dragon yin sword in the other, and pointing at Nanyi. She should be drunk again, drunk and slightly drunk, and a smile adds to the red glow.

Nan Yi also pulled out the Wenqu sword, and did not have the slightest fear in the face of He Buyi, and said angrily: "Why don't you get tired of me telling you, I called you Senior Sister Sheng for the sake of Master's face, if you are unfavorable to Gu Mo again, don't blame me for being unkind to you." ”

Why don't you get tired of walking a few drunken steps, and laughed: "From childhood to adulthood, when have you ever beaten me, isn't it Ah Yuanyu, you said, among the five of us, is it my highest martial arts." Drank the last drop of wine in the gourd, pinned it to his waist again, and said: "What do you mean that I am not good for Gu Mo, he can't drink wine and insists on drinking with me, and he suffers from himself." ”

"You!" Nan Yi looked at each other angrily, so angry that he couldn't speak, and only threw down a sentence: "Then let's settle the new accounts and old accounts together", and rushed forward with his sword.

Why don't you get tired of seeing Nan Yi really want to do it with him, he sighed, shook his body and stood up straight, indifferent, as if he was confident, just stood until Nan Yi's sword was close to his face.

Why don't you get tired of one side, Nanyi's sword pierced the air, she looked at Nanyi's appearance and laughed, but Nanyi quickly stabbed again, why not get tired of dodging immediately, Nanyi's sword cut off the only wooden hairpin that He Buyi tied his hair.

The ink-like hair fell out in an instant, and He Bu's hair was very long, like a waterfall, reaching up to the legs, and it was also very bright, even if the sun only showed his face slightly, it was shiny under the sun.