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Bing Changqin didn't speak, just nodded, "I'll go out with you, I'm going out after all, you can't let me stay in this courtyard all the time." ”

Leng Xuesheng didn't say anything anymore and raised his steps and walked towards the outside of the courtyard, while Bing Changqin quickly followed. Reaching out and grabbing her hand, the two of them walked out of the mountain side by side.

Leng Xuesheng likes that kind of quiet color, but Bing Changqin is often dressed in white, so the two of them look very compatible when they walk together.

Maybe it's because it's dark, there are still some lanterns hanging everywhere in the entire Ziyun Gate, and it's not so dark and sloppy.

It's just that there are a lot fewer people.

It's just that the two of them also met some people along the way, but those people looked at the two of them with a little curiosity, so they didn't say much.

Leng Xuesheng took him all the way to the big kitchen of Ziyunmen.

At this time, the kitchen had already been cleaned up. There are also some people who are cleaning.

When they saw one or two unfamiliar faces suddenly appear in the kitchen, they all stopped what they were doing and looked up at the two of them.

The man and woman who appeared in front of them were very beautiful.

The man is handsome and chic, and gives people a cold temperament, while the woman is indifferent and dusty, and she is not coquettish.

They had been in the Purple Clouds for a while, and they had never seen a man and woman feel like this.

The most they have seen is a bully. There was no one in his eyes, and everyone behaved like an uncle.

However, the two people in front of them gave them a sense of humility, and they did not have the mundane and vulgar nature of those disciples in the past.

"Two, you are ......" Because they couldn't grasp their identities, the kitchen people didn't blindly speak.

Who knows if these two people are the kind of mysterious people that are rumored today.

Leng Xuesheng's face hung up again, and he touched his enthusiastic signature smile. Stretched out his hand, clenched his fists, and said to the man in front of him: "This senior brother, I am Leng Xuesheng, a disciple of the heart who just entered the inner gate today.

Because of my cultivation, I haven't eaten all day today, so I wonder if there are still some meals in the kitchen? ”

Hearing Leng Xuesheng's words, a few people nodded their heads, understanding their identities and treating the two of them as new disciples.

"It's my sister, I'm really embarrassed. There are no more meals in the kitchen! ”

"Well, if there are any leftover dishes, or something else, we can make it ourselves."

Several people looked at each other and then moved out of the way and guided Leng Xuesheng to the kitchen.

Leng Xuesheng was not polite, raised his feet and went into the kitchen, and quickly found a few dishes inside. Got some rice again, ready to start cooking.

Because of the defeat, and because they didn't practice the art of opening the valley, they still felt hungry when they didn't eat.

But it's not the very hungry kind.

The cold-blooded surgery was very quick to clean the vegetables, clean them, wash the rice, put them in the pot and start cooking.

The other side started to stir-fry those dishes again.

Bing Changqin stood aside and waited patiently. When the others saw Leng Xueshenglu's hand, they all looked at her with wide eyes.

In the impression of these people, the first sons who can be selected by Ziyun are basically qualified and have backgrounds.

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