Zhu Xiaopang trotted all the way back to the study, and saw Qiao Ruyan standing at the door and looking around from a distance. It seems that it is time to call the little fat man to eat.

The little fat man glanced down at the "murderous aura" in his crotch, and when he was thinking about whether to find a place to hide the "murderous aura" first, Qiao Ruyan had already seen him.

"Zhu Xiaopang, it's time to eat, what are you doing where?" Qiao Ruyan shouted to Zhu Xiaopang from afar.

The little fat man is in trouble, go out, it's not good to be seen by Qiao Ruyan in the crotch of the "murderous spirit". If you don't go out, you can't talk about it. When he was in a dilemma, Qiao Ruyan walked over to Zhu Xiaopang. The little fat man had one head and two big, and he had an idea, and shouted at Qiao Ruyan: "Sister Ruyan, I have diarrhea and go to a thatched house." Go first, and I'll be there." After speaking, Zhu Xiaopang covered his stomach, but in fact, he was holding his "murderous aura" and ran towards the thatched house.

When Qiao Ruyan heard this, his face flushed slightly, and he stomped his feet angrily. In desperation, I had to go back by myself.

After a while, Zhu Xiaopang sneaked back to the study and saw that Qiao Ruyan had already left, so he walked into the study with confidence. When I got to the study, I slowly took out the "murderous energy" in my crotch. Fortunately, this firewood knife is relatively blunt, otherwise, Zhu Xiaopang's fierce run just now would have been "from the palace". Xiaopang hid the firewood knife under the bookshelf of the place he had thought of a long time ago, and then walked out of the study with confidence.

When he arrived in the living room, Zhu Xiaopang saw that everyone was eating. More than two dozen people were eating around a large table. He also hurriedly took his bowl, filled some rice, and walked over to Uncle Qin and sat down.

"Xiaopang, what does your murderous aura seem to be all about?" Uncle Qin's words frightened Zhu Xiaopang's heart, as if he was afraid that others would know his secret, so he quickly sandwiched a piece of chicken leg, stuffed it into Uncle Qin's mouth, and said, "Uncle, you eat chicken legs." ”

"Woo...... Woo woo...... "Uncle Qin's mouth was stuffed by Zhu Xiaopang with a chicken leg, and he couldn't speak.

Unfortunately, when Qiao Ruyan passed by them, he heard Uncle Qin's words and asked suspiciously, "Little fatty, what murderous aura?"

"This ......" Zhu Xiaopang was speechless for a while, and his mind was spinning rapidly, thinking of any reason to explain this "murderous aura".

"Secret. I really couldn't think of any reason, so the little fat man took the word secret and planned to fool the past.

Fortunately, Qiao Ruyan didn't plan to delve into it, looking at Zhu Xiaopang's mysterious appearance, he pursed his lips and said, "God is chattering." After saying that, he took his rice bowl and returned to his seat.

Zhu Xiaopang saw that he was confused, and wiped the cold sweat on his head before he breathed a sigh of relief.

Qiao Huacheng was eating, glanced at a few beloved disciples in front of him, and said, "Guangqi, Gong Can." Yan'er, the three of you are going to have a good game tomorrow, and your master has decided that the disciples of the Winning Yuan this time will have the opportunity to go to Fulong Valley for seven days to try.

"What?" everyone was stunned when they heard this.

Fulong Valley is known as the most mysterious place in the martial arts. There are not only peerless immortal cultivation methods in it, but also legendary beasts - dragons. If you can go to Fulong Valley for a month to try, I'm afraid that you will already be reborn and cleanse your essence, and you won't be able to catch up with your peers. Fulong Valley has never been open to the outside world before, and those who have been to Fulong Valley in Xianjian Villa are only a few uncles and uncles. The dragon is a divine beast, which may not be seen in a lifetime by many immortal cultivators. Let's not talk about the mystery of Fulong Valley, but seeing the dragon makes the immortal cultivators excited.

Xuanyuan Puchen, the valley lord of Fulong Valley, had already reached the seven-star realm in the battle between good and evil twenty years ago. At that time, Xuanyuan Puchen rode a divine dragon and held the Silver Moon Flying Frost Sword. Wherever the dragon arrived, it spat out ice flames, and the people in the demon path turned into ice. Wherever the sword went, the icemen turned to powder. For that battle between good and evil, he made immortal achievements. Being able to meet the Divine Dragon and the Legend will be the dream of many immortal cultivators!

The little fat man didn't care about this, and was still eating the pig's head meat in front of him. Because he knows that these dragons, legends, have nothing to do with him.

Qiao Huacheng glanced at Zhu Xiaopang, who was gobbling up there, frowned, then withdrew his gaze, and then said: "A few days ago, when your master was out, I happened to meet your master Xuanyuan, so I made this decision temporarily. ”

Three gates, two valleys and one mountain villa, in order to maintain the tranquility of the righteous martial arts, advance and retreat together, live and die together, and the peers are called brothers.

As a senior brother, Lei Guangqi must play an exemplary role, he puffed up his chest and said, "Master, don't worry, we will definitely do our best." ”

Do your best! Qiao Huacheng sighed secretly, and he could only do his best! Although his eldest apprentice, Lei Guangqi, was talented and intelligent, and his cultivation was not bad. However, Han Bowen, the third apprentice under the second senior brother, is a rare martial arts wizard in a hundred years. After a year's hard work, it is possible to break through the three talents and reach the realm of the four elephants. In the face of such a ruthless character, it is indeed not easy for Lei Guangqi to win the first place in Wuyuan.

This meal was a bit dull, and everyone had their own hearts and minds, and ate silently.

Qiao Huacheng instructed the three disciples to practice diligently after eating. After the entrustment, I didn't wait for everyone to finish eating, and walked to the back hall alone with a heavy heart.

It's no wonder that Qiao Huacheng is in a heavy mood, this Wuyuan Sword Discussion started five years ago. In the first three years, Zhuo Ang, the proud disciple of the eldest of the five brothers, won the first place in the sword. Two years ago, Zhuo Ang was already thirty years old, so he no longer participated in the Five Gardens Sword Debate. In the year when Zhuo Ang withdrew, he won the first place in the Wuyuan Sword Debate for two consecutive years, all of which were taken by Han Bowen of Dongyuan. I even heard that Wan Junmao, the fifth junior disciple of Beiyuan, recently accepted a disciple. It is said that this disciple's cultivation is quite good, and it is estimated that he is in the middle of the battle with Han Bowen. However, this Wan Junmao Wan junior brother likes to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger the most. has been hiding this disciple all the time, and even Qiao Huacheng, who is the master of the West Garden, has never seen this disciple.

Winning the first place in Wuyuan is such a thing that makes the master raise his eyebrows. However, this high-spirited thing has been robbed by other gardens for several years. No wonder Qiao Hua is in the current mood and is extremely depressed.

When Qiao Huacheng left, her face was not very good, and Ji Yanling, as a wife, naturally understood her husband's mood at this time. Ji Yanling encouraged a few disciples, followed her husband, and walked to the backyard.

The two masters are gone, and Zhu Xiaopang is even more unscrupulous when he eats. He finished eating the plate of pig's head meat in front of him, and stared at the plate of roast chicken next to Uncle Qin. Uncle Qin had already seen it, and he was amused, feeling that he couldn't finish eating it again, so he pushed the roast chicken to Zhu Xiaopang and said, "Little fat man, come, eat this roast chicken too!"

"How embarrassing is that. Zhu Xiaopang pretended to excuse himself, and his hand had already grabbed the roast chicken, and with a force, he tore off a thigh, and stuffed the whole chicken leg into his mouth. I chewed heavily, but I didn't vomit anything, and swallowed the meat and bones into my stomach.

After eating the roast chicken, Zhu Xiaopang touched his bulging belly before showing a satisfied smile.

"How is it, Chubby, have you eaten enough?" Uncle Qin asked deliberately.

Zhu Xiaopang pulled the shredded meat between his teeth with his fingernails, and said lazily in his mouth: "It's okay, half full." ”

After listening to this, Uncle Qin almost didn't fall down while sitting in the chair. I thought: You alone have eaten the amount of food for three people, and you are still half full. At such a young age, how did this belly grow?

At this time, a young man in his twenties walked up to Zhu Xiaopang and said, "Xiaopang, we are running out of rice in the kitchen." After eating in a while, come with me to Lianyun City Market to buy something. ”

The person who spoke was soft-spoken, like a woman, and if it was in a certain time and space, he would definitely be called a sissy.

"Okay, Brother Dayou, you wait for me to eat another bowl of rice and I'll go with you!" Zhu Xiaopang agreed.

"I'm a mother!" Dayou glanced at Uncle Qin, and there was a meaning in his eyes: "It's really delicious!"

Dayou's full name is Song Dayou, and three years ago, when the demons ransacked the village, the whole family was killed. When the inquiry from Xianjian Villa arrived, there were less than ten people alive in the village. Song Dayou was homeless, so he went up the mountain with the people of Xianjian Villa. When Song Dayou went up the mountain, he was no longer young, and his physique was not suitable for cultivating immortals, so he was assigned to Xiyuan to be a subordinate who ran errands and did chores. Song Dayou usually has a good relationship with Zhu Xiaopang, because both of them are orphans and are also not suitable for martial arts training, so they became brothers in distress. One of Song Dayou's responsibilities is to go down the mountain to purchase. When going down the mountain, Song Dayou often called Zhu Xiaopang. Because, with this lively little fat man here, he will not be lonely along the way.

After eating, Song Dayou and Zhu Xiaopang each rode a horse, took a few cloth bags containing groceries, and went down the mountain.

Xianjian Villa is more than 20 miles away from Lianyun City, and when you ride a fast horse, the time for a stick of incense is up. The city market is bustling with people, and the cries of selling come and go. There were too many people, so the two had to come down and lead the horses, shopping for some needed things as they went. It's not the first time that the two of them have come here, and they are already familiar with what they want to buy. Now it's just a matter of taking this opportunity to come out and have some fun. I bought everything I wanted to buy quickly. However, the two had no plans to go back immediately.

"Brother Dayou, there is an alley in front of you, and there is a sauce beef that tastes good, how about we go buy two catties and try it?" Zhu Xiaopang drooled and suggested to Song Dayou.

"You know how to eat. Song Dayou said helplessly. Zhu Xiaopang's temper has long been clear to him, if he doesn't give him food, he will think of a way to grind with you and refuse to leave. In that case, it is better to buy him something to eat.

After a while, the two of them bought the sauce elbow. The two men led the horses and prepared to go back. After walking for a while, there were fewer and fewer people. Chubby was walking when he suddenly saw a blue jacket in front of him. Curious, Xiaopang was about to bend down to pick it up, when suddenly, a cyan figure came from the side, stretched out his hand, and picked up the blanket first.