Chen Mingye looked at the sharp sword that pierced into his chest and smiled faintly: "Senior brother is inevitably too merciful." ”

Prince Chu Yu let go of his hand and looked at him expressionlessly: "It's still fast to talk now. ”

Xiao Hong had already rushed over in a hurry at this time, her little face was pale, and her eyes were nervously grasping his sleeve: "Little junior brother, are you okay?"

"It's okay," Chen Mingye pulled out a smile and reached out to touch the little girl, "Those who have experienced a hundred battles are nothing to receive a sword." ”

Prince Chu Yu glanced at him: "The two countries are fighting each other, the camps are different, I have never hated anything about your Chen family." This sword, just to soothe the resentment in my chest, in the future, I hope you will do what you say. ”

"We have the same goal, thank you brother for your help. Chen Mingye was slashed by a sword, but he was smiling heartily at the moment.

Prince Chu Yu waved his hand impatiently: "Let's go, don't be an eyesore here." ”

"Thank you, brother. Chen Mingye pulled Xiaohong up, took a deep look at the sloppy man, and turned to leave.

Prince Chu Yu looked at his back for a long time, but he let out a self-deprecating wry smile, just because at that moment, he found that he was really looking forward to something.

Xiaohong followed Chen Mingye farther away, her eyes kept looking nervously at the little junior brother beside her, and finally she couldn't help but ask, "Little junior brother, why did you come out with his sword?"

"This sword is not simple," Chen Mingye gritted his teeth and pulled the sword out of his chest, and at the same time, a stream of blood flew out of his chest.

With two fingers connected, Chen Mingye closed several acupoints on his chest, barely stopping the flow of blood.

Taking a long breath, the spiritual power in his body surged, and he began to try to use the spiritual power to repair the wound.

Xiaohong obviously saw his intentions, and stretched out her little hand to pat him a little nervously: "Little junior brother, let me come." ”

"What's coming?" Chen Mingye said a little inexplicably, Prince Chu Yu's sword did not exert spiritual power on it, so he only suffered some flesh and skin injuries, at this point, Prince Chu Yu did keep his hand.

"Help you heal," Xiaohong said this, and had already forced him to squat down, and her little hand was pressed quickly on his chest.

Chen Mingye was stunned for a moment, and he felt that there was a cool aura that started from Xiaohong's palm and continued to pour into the dantian along his meridians.

The pain in her chest felt significantly better, and Chen Mingye looked at Xiaohong in some surprise, but saw that her face was a little tired and pale.

"Okay, okay," Chen Mingye hurriedly wanted her to let go of her palm, but the little girl was extremely stubborn, and she helped him alleviate most of his injuries, let go of Changshu and let go of her hand.

"Why is the little fool working so hard?" Chen Mingye sighed and reached out to touch the little girl's head.

"Hmph, I'm your senior sister, I said I would cover you!" Xiao Hongyi raised her neck and smiled at him.

"Then thank you Xiaohong!" Chen Mingye thought for a while, "Shall I take you to eat delicious?"

Xiaohong nodded hurriedly, and her little face overflowed with a happy look: "Hehehe, hee!"

Chen Mingye picked up the sword, studied it carefully for a moment, and then pulled out his standard saber and inserted it into the scabbard instead.

Xiaohong tilted her head: "Little junior brother, why did you change your sword?"

"This sword is not simple," Chen Mingye sighed, stretched out his hand to take the little girl's little hand, "Let's go to Lanqingfeng's dining hall again." ”

The little girl nodded again and again: "Okay, okay, Xiaohong can think about the ** leg meat last time." ”

Chen Mingye smiled, now it's okay, Lan Qingfeng's canteen is going to suffer again.

Chen Mingye squatted down to carry her, but Xiaohong waved her hand and refused, and the little girl said that she couldn't bully the sick number, which made Chen Mingye a little crying and laughing, so she had to pull her slowly towards the exit.

"By the way, why did you suddenly come over here when you let yourself read a book by yourself?" Chen Mingye glanced at the little girl beside him, but saw that she was also blinking at himself with big eyes.

"Hee-hee, I'm done. Xiaohong stuck out her little tongue.

"Finished?" Chen Mingye looked surprised, it would take him a few hours to finish most of the book, how much work did it take, and this little girl dared to say that she had finished reading it?

"Then tell me who you like the most in the book?" Chen Mingye wanted to try her.

Xiaohong tilted her head and thought, "I like that big pig the most." ”

"???" Chen Mingye couldn't cry or laugh, "Do you like that pig?"

Xiaohong nodded, and said with a serious face: "Yes, the big pig finally became an official who specializes in eating, and he can eat a lot of delicious food every day, thinking about it really makes Xiaohong envious!"

"So that's the case," Chen Mingye said helplessly, "Have you really finished reading the book?"

"Of course," Xiaohong almost patted her chest and promised, "I also saw that the monkey became the most powerful general, and the monk became the most powerful elder, he, it's really strange, this monk named Xuanzang is from the Central Plains Landa Temple, why Xiaohong has never heard of it." ”

Chen Mingye laughed, the holy land of Buddhism, Nalanda Temple, was recorded as Landa? At the same time, he was also slightly shocked in his heart, this little girl seems to be a little too smart, can she still be a glance and ten lines?

Xiaohong stretched out her little hand to hold him all the way, as if she was really worried that this little junior brother had been injured heavily.

The two of them walked out of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion and handed back their respective wooden cards, but after seeing the blue-clothed elder on duty here take the wooden cards, they kept their eyes on Xiaohong's body.

Chen Mingye noticed this, opened his mouth and pretended to ask casually, "Elder, I don't know what is wrong with you?"

Only then did the blue-clothed elder shake his hand as if he had come back to his senses: "It's okay, it's okay, it's just that something suddenly came to mind." ”

"I see," Chen Mingye nodded, "Then the disciple will leave first." ”

"Go, go, go. The elder waved his hand.

Xiaohong didn't care about the communication between the two of them at all, and she had already been caught in front of her, and when she saw that Chen Mingye was still there, she turned around and waved at him and said, "Little junior brother, hurry up!"

"It's coming!" Chen Mingye took a step and chased after the little girl.

The blue-robed elder looked at Xiao Hong's distant back, revealing a complicated look in his eyes, and then let out a long sigh.

Qing Xuan has never restricted the food of his disciples too much, nor has he set exploitation rules such as requiring sect contribution points to exchange for food, but the disciples have not eaten fat and strong. Reiki filling body to remove impurities from the body is one reason, and another important reason is that the level of Qingxuan's chef is too poor, so bad that it is unbearable.

No one can be blamed for this, because the most important thing for all the disciples of Qingxuan is to study the Dao, and the rest of them take turns to take time to be on duty, even cooking is no exception.

So over time, everyone naturally gets used to it. , the path of cultivation can be breathed by itself, and many disciples have embarked on the road of Bigu on their own.

Chen Mingye didn't understand whether Qing Xuan's arrangement was deliberate or unintentional, but at this moment, he was sitting in the dining hall, looking at the various ingredients in the hall, but he only let out a deep sigh.

It's so bad! It's so bad that he can't even look at it, let alone the entrance, Xiaobi is not just who was on duty that day, the level is okay.

And Xiaohong also stood beside him with a sad face, as if she was very dissatisfied with today's food.

Chen Mingye didn't bother to ask Xiaohong why he didn't go to Bigu, as far as he was concerned, enjoying food itself was also one of the world's enjoyments.

Looking at Xiao Hong'er's pitiful bitter gourd face beside him, Chen Mingye took a long breath and finally decided to do it himself.