Although the home owner has died in Xiao Bai's hands, the elders of the home are still alive.

　　 Their strength is much stronger than that of the homeowner, so the death of the homeowner does not change the status of the home in this domain much, but it has a great impact on their face.

　　 And there is an old ancestor in the house, so the house is still the culmination of the house that ordinary people cannot touch.

　　 But at this time, everyone in the family was very clever in front of Xiao Bai, and they didn't dare to breathe.

　　 And Xiao Bai didn't care about this at all. The prosperous age had begun, and they still had important things to do.

　　 At this time, Xuan Qing and Pu Sect Master were also busy to death, because people are constantly coming to toast to them. Due to the insufficient number of people, some of the direct disciples were pulled out to accompany the guests.

　　 Compared to them, Xiao Bai is a bit deserted here. Only a few people come to toast to them, and many people greet them in a hurry when they face to face.

　　 This is better for Xiao Bai. The fewer people they have, the less trouble they have, and there is no need to deal with others perfunctorily.

　　 Xiao Bai and the others took a dinner plate and went to find their favorite food.

　　 "Brother, I want to eat that."

"okay."

　　 "And that one."

"Ok."

"and this."

　　 "...you don't know how to pick up food by yourself?"

　　 "The food I picked is not as delicious as yours."

"???Are you a dummy?"

　　Xiao Bai: ...These two fairy brothers.

　　 "Xiao Fei, bring me the dishes from that table!"

　　 "OK!"

　　 "Bring me the sausages from that table too!"

"Ok!"

　　 "There is also bread, bring it together!"

　　 "In!"

　　 Xiao Bai looked at the pillars made of food on the Ergou dinner plate full of black lines, it must be dozens of meters high! Brother, I see how you eat later.

　　 The people next to Ergou are all looking silly. Who can tell me how this is done?

　　 Nangong Yunmo, Zhang Shige, and the little monk formed a small team. They lined up one table at a table, and they could eat a table in the blink of an eye. They were not picky at all.

　　 There is no grass wherever the three of them go.

　　 Some passers-by are holding the dinner plate in one hand and the chopsticks in the other:...These three are the reincarnations of the big stomach king.

There are also some young disciples who use Nangong Yunmo to admonish his brothers and sisters, "Look, this is what I often call self-defeating and abandoning. They don’t even look at such a good opportunity for cultivation and enlightenment, but only know how to eat , It seems that you have no confidence in yourself, you must take a warning, you know?"

　　 "Brother, what if they simply look down on this flourishing age?" a disciple asked.

　　 "That's impossible. This is a rare and flourishing age in thousands of years. Who would dislike it?" said the disciple.

　　 "Brother, their strength may be very strong." A disciple said.

　　 "It's alright, they are still strong, why don't you say that some of them are the apprentices of Senior Xiao?" The disciple waved his hand and said.

　　 Compared with the two dogs and their Hushou, Ling Xinyun is quieter. She sits alone in a beautiful pavilion and drinks tea alone, sometimes thinking.

　　 Although she wears a veil, many people can't see her true face, but her perfect figure and cool temperament deeply convince many people.

　　 This has caused many young disciples who have confidence in themselves to take the initiative to talk to her.

　　 It's a pity that none of them succeeded, because when they were about to speak, the long sword beside Ling Xinyun would automatically come out of its sheath and warn.

　　 Xiao Bai happened to see this scene from a distance, and then he walked to the pavilion where Ling Xinyun was located. He came to Ling Xinyun for two reasons:

　　 One is because he is worried about what will be troublesome later, so he will be better by staying next to Ling Xinyun. As far as he knows, there is always only one way to solve the problem for his third disciple, and that is to draw the sword. . .

　　Second, because he found out that he was isolated, the two dogs had their own team, only he and Ling Xinyun did not.

　　 Because of these two reasons, Xiao Bai is now going to meet with Ling Xinyun.

　　There are really a lot of young disciples who want to talk to Ling Xinyun. If this fails, the other one immediately makes up for it.

　　The speed of making up positions is very fast, and the speed of failure is faster. Almost all of these people fail in seconds.

　　 These young disciples in line immediately greeted Xiao Bai when they came.

　　 "Hello Senior Xiao!"

　　 "Good evening, Senior Xiao." And so on some common words.

　　 Xiao Bai also smiled and nodded, "If there is nothing wrong, you can leave."

　　 These disciples were taken aback when they heard this sentence, "Huh?"

"You hammers, don't stay here to cause trouble for my disciples, let's go." Xiao Bai waved his sleeve slightly, and a softer spiritual force moved the crowd behind him a certain distance. .

　　 A somewhat handsome disciple was overjoyed when he heard that, he clasped his fist and said, "It turns out that this fairy is your disciple. Let me tell you, this is the first time for a junior..."

　　 Before he finished speaking, he was thrown away by Xiao Bai. . .

　　 "Does anyone still want to express their thoughts?" Xiao Bai asked, sweeping the crowd in front of him.

　　 The others shook their heads quickly, and then dispersed as quickly as possible.

　　 Xiao Bai smiled, and then walked into the pavilion, where Ling Xinyun was still the only one at this time.

　　 Ling Xinyun saw Xiao Bai come in and didn't speak, but watched Xiao Bai silently while holding her cheek.

　　 "What's wrong? Is there something on my face?" Xiao Bai asked, rubbing her handsome face~lightnovelpub.net~ Ling Xinyun shook her head slightly, she seemed to be smiling, but she didn't seem to be smiling again.

　　 "Is that how you welcome your master?" Xiao Bai sat down opposite Ling Xinyun unceremoniously, and slightly pushed the tea cup in front of him.

　　 Ling Xinyun understood and got up to make tea for Xiao Bai.

　　 Xiao Bai couldn't help but admired in his heart. He was elegant, understanding, unpretentious, and perfect in all aspects.

　　 It's a pity that it's too cold, I don't like to communicate with others, and I basically don't take the initiative to speak.

　　 Xiao Bai has received Ling Xinyun as a personal disciple for several months. In such a long time, Ling Xinyun has said less than ten words.

　　 "Why don't you eat dinner today?" Xiao Bai asked Ling Xinyun, staring at it.

　　 At this time, Ling Xinyun had arranged her skirt and sat opposite Xiao Bai.

　　 Ling Xinyun only shook her head slightly.

　　 "Don't like it?" Xiao Bai asked, shouldn't it, the dishes here are so dazzling, it's impossible that you don't like them all.

　　 "Because I don't want to move." Ling Xinyun spoke for the first time.

　　Xiao Bai: ...for such a powerful reason, I was speechless.

　　 "Don't you like this kind of activity?" Xiao Bai asked again.

　　 Ling Xinyun shook her head slightly.

　　Xiao Bai: ...you must first learn body language to communicate with you.

　　 But Xiao Bai still really understands, after all, if he communicates a lot, he gradually becomes more proficient.

　　 Ling Xinyun shook his head means: don't hate or like it.