[Seventy-eight, [crazy Raiders]]

At noon, Jiang Xinyan was sitting outside the bamboo house drinking alone.

This bamboo house was designated by Lu Chaoge, and no one has ever lived in it.

Unlike the time Li Nanwei came, she was taken directly to the room where Yu Yue had lived.

Jiang Xinyan, who didn’t know she was being treated differently, slowly opened her eyes because she noticed that someone was coming.

Xiaoqiu stood outside the bamboo house, saluted Jiang Xinyan, and said in a milky voice: “Senior, the head master invites you to dinner.”

The round-faced chick is the youngest, and the errands are naturally passed on one by one, and finally assigned to her.

When you are young, do more exercise.

She didn’t care about this, but she was already articulate, sucking—!

She knew that the head master would only cook when he was in a good mood. She still remembers the taste of delicious food.

I, Xiaoqiu, have three bowls of rice today!

Jiang Xinyan still had a cold face, nodded slightly, then got up and walked out of the courtyard.

Xiaoqiu believes that she is cute. From childhood to adulthood, adults have been very warm to her, and this is the first time she has met such a cold senior.

She rubbed her fleshy little face, rubbed her cheeks with both hands, and began to doubt herself in her heart: “Am I not as cute as I used to be?”

Xiaoqiu, who has no waist, leads the way, and Jiang Xinyan, who has a slender waist, follows behind.

This little clever ghost knows that her legs are short. If she walks at a normal speed, the distinguished guest must slow down her steps, so she spontaneously trots in front of her.

The little butt was twisting and twisting like a human corgi.

Jiang Xinyan was tall, estimated to be in his early seventies, with a slender body.

It is precisely because of this that she will not look awkward holding a long spear, unlike Li Nanwei who is small and small, holding a big sword will look very contrasting.

Therefore, the little short-legged trot in front, Jiang Xinyan can also keep up with normal footsteps.

The place to eat is by the pond of Danqingfeng.

The spirit fish, who had been swimming happily beside a light boat, officially ended their short-lived fish life.

Jiang Xinyan smelled the fragrance of the fish soup, and only felt his index finger move.

Her magnified desire is the desire for speech, and she loves wine and food.

It’s just that as she traveled the world, her taste gradually became unfamiliar, and she has become a foodie. Ordinary food really can’t get into her mouth.

Jiang Xinyan naturally didn’t know that the man in the blue robe in front of him knew her like the back of his hand.

——Lu Chaoge had already figured out her.

You know, the same dish cannot be liked by everyone, and everyone has their own tastes.

But Lu Chaoge and Jiang Xinyan have been together day and night, and they have cooked for her too many times, and her preference for Lu Chaoge is clear.

He knew what she liked to eat, and what she hated to eat.

I, Lu Chaoge, take one step to the stomach!

At this moment, Jiang Xinyan was actually surprised. He didn’t expect that the head of Tangtang would cook in person.

In the world of practice, every cultivator has his own hobbies and hobbies, and indeed some great cultivators are also keen on doing seemingly ordinary little things.

But with the respect of the head, she made soup for the disciples, and she still looked back.

The style of Momen made her feel that it was the exact opposite of Chunqiu Mountain.

The cultivators of Spring and Autumn Mountain, except for the enlarged desires, are relatively indifferent, resulting in the sect’s atmosphere being sometimes hot and sometimes cold.

Momen is different, with a humanistic atmosphere and a little warmth.

It seems that this is not a small sect, but a big family.

This made Jiang Xinyan a little unaccustomed and a little uncomfortable.

It’s not that she hates this feeling, but she hasn’t experienced it much.

She is used to being alone.

“Fellow Daoist is here, sit down.” Lu Chaoge said with a smile.

Jiang Xinyan nodded slightly,

Then take a seat beside him, she is a distinguished guest, naturally sits beside the head.

Since the two were not far apart, Lu Chaoge could smell the faint scent on her body, as well as the slightly strong smell of alcohol.

“Sure enough, this alcoholic doesn’t feel comfortable if he doesn’t drink.” Lu Chaoge said in his heart.

After everyone was seated, Lu Chaoge smiled and said, “Let’s start.”

Jiang Xinyan first tasted the fish soup with a blank face.

“Um?”

She frowned and took another sip.

Strangely enough, this pure white fish soup is completely to her personal taste!

As if everything was just right!

She tried the other dishes again, and it was the same with every dish.

Jiang Xinyan couldn’t help but glance at Lu Chaoge, although his face was calm, his heart was slightly turbulent.

“Fellow Daoist, does it suit your taste?” Lu Chaoge asked knowingly.

Jiang Xinyan nodded, his eyes were no longer indifferent, and he said sincerely: “Very good.”

Lu Chaoge looked at her and smiled comfortably.

In his previous life, he studied cooking hard, and the [favorability] was on the one hand, and on the other hand, it was to satisfy his own bad taste.

Jiang Xinyan always has a cold face, his expression rarely changes, and his tone is always calm, like a goddess who doesn’t eat fireworks.

When Lu Chaoge met her for the first time, he wondered if he could tear this goddess-like woman off the altar one day!

Since Momen doesn’t have a rule of not speaking when eating or sleeping, everyone at the dinner table is not allowed to speak.

Lu Chaoge still maintained some of the habits of his previous life. He was happiest when he chatted and spanked while eating.

Jiang Xinyan basically kept silent, only when Lu Chaoge talked to her, he would reply appropriately, and he would never take the initiative to find a topic, and cherish words like gold.

She was originally a slightly cold person. Although she had a good impression of Lu Chaoge after contacting him, she would not be too enthusiastic.

In this world, there are many people who are not good at socializing, that is, people who can’t find topics. Lu Chaoge doesn’t care about this.

After dinner, Luo Bing cleans up the dishes.

The youngest junior sister has eaten to the point that she can’t move, her belly is bulging, and she may be bloated.

Lu Dongli blamed her on the side, Xiaoqiu nodded again and again, her attitude was sincere, but she did not repent.

– Next time I will dare to eat so much!

Lu Chaoge said to Jiang Xinyan on the side, “Do you have something important to do, fellow Daoist going down the mountain this time?”

Jiang Xinyan shook her head, she just went down the mountain to relax.

Lu Chaoge took advantage of the situation and said, “Why don’t you stay for a few more days?”

Jiang Xinyan glanced at him, but there was still no expression on his face, but his mouth blurted out:

“it is good.”

……..

……..

A few days passed by like this.

Everyone in Momen found that since this senior Jiang Xinyan came to Momen, the head of the sect began to cook every day.

In this regard, they only feel that they are following the light.

Especially Xiaoqiu, who can’t close his legs every day.

Everyone didn’t think much about it. After all, this person was a great cultivator, and he came from Chunqiu Mountain, one of the four major sects, and was a distinguished guest.

Only Lu Dongli thought more.

She knew that her brother’s eyes were higher than the top, which should not have been the case, but she still felt a little weird.

However, she didn’t think that her brother would have feelings for this deacon of Chunqiu Mountain.

One likes to laugh crookedly, with an evil and charming smile, and is confident and self-confident.

A cold, expressionless one most of the time.

These two people are not the same style at all, right?

In terms of the entire Momen, who needs the guidance of the great practitioner the most, she is the only one.

People like Heiting, Luo Bing, etc., whose cultivation base is too low, can be directed by Lu Dongli.

And the leader Lu Chaoge… Forget it, breaking the situation is like eating and drinking water, there is no bottleneck!

Only Lu Dongli has a high realm and a stable person. If she is not sure enough, she will not try to break the realm, so as to avoid backlash.

Therefore, the guidance of the master is very important to her.

Usually, when the kind Aunt Ning came to Momen, she would ask the accumulated questions one by one.

Now that there is more Jiang Xinyan, there are more paths.

Although her words are few, she can always talk about the key and essence!

Lu Dongli has benefited a lot.

“My brother’s good intentions, I feel it.” She has had several epiphanies recently, and her cultivation can go to another level.

While Lu Chaoge was earning reputation points on Jiang Xinyan, he felt the strange gaze of his sister, and was a little confused.

“I’m already [Charm 10], can I be handsome again?” He was puzzled.

As for Jiang Xinyan, it was another scene.

She actually felt that this time was the most comfortable time since she entered the cultivation world.

In her opinion, this extremely good-looking head of the road is different from everyone she has encountered so far.

– He is special.

Jiang Xinyan even thought for a while: “This is not what many people often say…”

“Friends, right?”

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[End of this Chapter]