Xiao Lanle took Lin Qianshuang's hand and walked to the place to eat. She curled her lips with dissatisfaction. "Sister Lin, you are still not a cultivator. Only disciples who have not built a foundation will be hungry. We big The disciples are all bigu and rarely go to the dining hall."

Lin Qianshuang was naturally held by Xiao Lanle, hesitated for a moment and gently held her hand back.

She smiled and said to Xiao Lanle: "In my eyes, eating is as important as practice. Eating food is a way to enjoy life. This life is inherently boring and long, so I have so much fun. If all this fun is gone, wouldn’t it be boring."

Xiao Lanle tilted her head, and the eyebrows of the person beside her were particularly clear and charming under the backlighting through the gaps in the forest. Sister Lin squinted her eyes in confusion, and her glittering eyes seemed to flow like a spring.

This is a pair of clear and tender eyes that make people put down their guard. They are well-shaped, and the pupils under the eyelashes are slightly constricted when they are meditating, which gives a deep sense of silence and alienation. The round eyes bend, they look playful and cunning, giving an inexplicable sense of intimacy to the race.

The feeling of extreme indifference and kindness is clearly entangled in one person at the same time.

It has been a long time for Xiao Lanle's vision to recover from the complex and changeable gloss changes in Lin Qianshuang's eyes. This is the first time she has come into contact with a person like Senior Sister Lin who can't guess the complicated mind.

Surrounding her are people who grew up in the sect and haven't passed through big winds and waves. They are simple but distinct in love and hatred. In their eyes, the answer to everything is only right and wrong.

In her eyes, Senior Sister Lin was the third answer beyond this.

The corner of Xiao Lanle's lips bends slightly unknowingly.

Sister Lin, she is different from those people, and she is different from the women she has met.

She is unique.

If she was not a rival in love, they would probably become friends.

"Junior Sister Xiao, how do you cook in the dining hall here is this kind of stuff, can you eat it in the dark?"

Lin Qianshuang looked at the stir-fried half-baked dishes in the wooden barrel, feeling like seeing the stirring pig food in the pigpen, holding the wooden spoon and the bowl, it was a little difficult to start.

In Moyu, she eats delicacies from mountains and seas. There are seven or eight cooking methods for ordinary seasonal vegetables. At Penglai Xianmen, it is a bunch of half-baked and burnt vegetables, plus the burnt black meat. This sense of gap. No one can stand it.

Xiao Lanle sat on the horizontal wooden table in the dining hall, poured a cup of warm water to moisturize his throat, and then pointed to Lin Qianshuang's disciples who were eating slowly, and said: "Look at them, not one by one. Did you eat everything with relish? Senior Sister Lin, you are too picky."

Lin Qianshuang's mouth twitched and looked at the group of disciples who had no expressions to eat as if they had completed a task. They knocked on the edge of the wooden barrel with a wooden spoon, and said sympathetically, "They have been eating just what they are. This thing, it's no wonder that the disciples of Penglai Immortal Clan are like bean sprouts, and they are so weak."

Xiao Lanle held her chin, took out a book of mind and read it, raised her eyes to Lin Qianshuang and said: "Sister Lin, this is not the main hall of the immortal gate, nor is it in your cave. Someone specializes in cooking here. It’s just the dining hall for the named disciples in the gate. The chef is the grandmother Zhang from the Huanyiyuan. She has a very bad temper. If you let her hear it, be careful that she runs after you with a broomstick."

Lin Qianshuang looked at this unsavory dish, and understood a little bit.

After all, the monks of Jindan Bigu are a minority, and it can be said that there are very few in the entire cultivation world, let alone in the Penglai Immortal Gate, it must be less.

The people take food as their heaven. The registered disciples of Penglai Immortal Clan eat these simmering dishes every day, probably because they are not taken seriously by the Clan, and even the food is so simple and perfunctory, so the cultivation resources are bound to be scarce. No wonder that when Xiao Shen was killed, hundreds of Penglai immortal disciples could not reach the confidants of Liang Jingxuan's dozens of fellow practitioners.

Lin Qianshuang felt that it was necessary to help Xiao Lanle train some potential disciples as a help in the future. She clearly remembered how Chen Shangqing was defeated under Liang Jingxuan's hands, that is, lack of human support and combat effectiveness.

Approaching Chen Shangqing is only the first step, and in the future she will do her best to make this man who loves Xiao Lanle the best chess game for Xiao Lanle.

Lin Qianshuang smiled indifferently. She is not a soft-hearted savior. Chen Shangqing must die, otherwise the plot will change. It is worthy of her consideration to maximize the benefits of his death in the end of his death.

She looked at the bad food in the barrel, and how to improve the food at the moment is the most important thing.

"The senior sister in front, if you are ready, can you let go, the ones behind us are still queuing."

A senior urged impatiently behind him with a bowl in his hands.

Lin Qianshuang put down the wooden spoon, looked at the long line behind her, turned to the disciple who urged her and said, "Junior, do you know where the kitchen is here?"

When the disciple behind him saw Lin Qianshuang's face clearly, his face blushed and he stammered nervously, "Master...Senior Sister, you look so young, no, no, you should be called Junior Sister, just , Just in the side room that turned right when going out, Mother Zhang was also there."

Lin Qianshuang looked at the dull look of his fellow disciple, feeling very funny in his heart, deliberately curved his eyes like a crescent moon, and said with a smile, "Thank you, then."

The disciple of the same sect was a bit dumbfounded. He was pushed several times by the urging person behind him before he could react. He couldn't help but glanced at Lin Qianshuang who was leaving before moving away.

The disciples in the dining hall were all secretly gossiping, and Tianshu Peak had another beautiful junior girl. Could it be that Tianshu was a new disciple, but Tianshu had already accepted the retreat disciples.

The peak has strict jurisdiction and almost no communication, and the named disciples rarely go out of the peak gate for a lifetime, so naturally no one recognizes the closed disciple of Fairy Jinghua, the master of Mount Haoqing.

Everyone was curious about this new arrival woman.

Xiao Lanle was holding the heart law book and heard the discussion from the neighbors. Dai frowned and scolded: "You are not allowed to talk when you are discussing something. Have you forgotten this basic rule? You want to punish the peak? Is the inner rule a hundred times!"

Sister Xiao is enthusiastic and cheerful, and treats others peacefully. She rarely gets angry like this. No one dares to offend the daughter of the head, unless she is desperate.

The disciples who were still discussing with interest could not help but mute and ate silently.

Xiao Lanle sat on the stool and looked at the Mind Book without a word in her mind. She thought about Lin Qianshuang's ear and waited for me when she left. She was a little hesitant thinking about what Senior Sister Lin did. , Didn’t you say that you are hungry and want to eat?

For a while.

Xiao Lan looked at the scenery outside the window, and a pungent aroma of vegetables came.

She lowered her head, and several delicious dishes and soups were placed in front of her.

"Mushroom tofu with mushrooms, stewed vegetables, braised bamboo shoots with sliced ​​meat, vegetable meatball soup."

Lin Qianshuang introduced each dish, handed her a pair of chopsticks, supported her chin with one hand, and said with a smile: "Sister Xiao, you try, these dishes I made are so delicious."

Xiao Lanle spooned a spoon of vegetable soup, and took a bite of the meatballs. When the sweet and soft taste entered the taste buds, her eyes were startled, a trace of tears appeared, her lips raised slightly, and she raised her eyes and said, "Sister Lin , You did it all?"

Lin Qianshuang looked at the expression on Xiao Lanle’s face and said relaxedly: "I think the food provided by my fellow disciples is so bad, so I told Mother Zhang that I wanted to improve the recipe. Mother Zhang told me, if so, Sister Xiao, if you think these dishes are okay, she just made them according to the recipe I gave her."

Xiao Lanle drank the soup in the bowl, and his clear eyes looked at Lin Qianshuang with emotion.

Before the mother died, she also liked to make vegetable meatball soup. She always liked to add some surprises to a meatball and put sweet fairy pulp in it.

At that time, Dad was not the head of the Penglai Immortal Gate, and the clan did not have the same surnames who joined all kinds of alliances of interests today. It was huge and prosperous but complicated and chaotic.

They also live happily with their clan brothers and sisters. During the Chinese New Year, as long as anyone eats this meatball with fairy flesh in it, they will be rewarded by the patriarch.

Those rewards were meager, far less than what she got now.

But she was the happiest and happiest at that time, and the ball with fairy flesh was also the best thing in her memory.

Lin Qianshuang looked at Xiao Lanle expectantly. She specially added fairy fruit to the meatballs. She clearly remembered that in the original text, Liang Jingxuan specially asked someone to cook this unique dish in order to please Xiao Lanle who was angry. Vegetable meatball soup, and after Xiao Lanle ate this dish, her anger suddenly disappeared, and the two of them got back together and were a little closer than before.

This soup must be Xiao Lanle's favorite dish, as long as it is made, she should like it.

Xiao Lanle put down the dishes and said, "Sister Lin, who did you learn this dish from?"

Lin Qianshuang listened to Xiao Lanle asking her, and said naturally: "I did it myself. Is there any problem?"

Xiao Lanle put down the bowls and chopsticks, walked to Lin Qianshuang and held up her face, staring at Lin Qianshuang's face for a long time, as if confirming something.

For a long while, when Lin Qianshuang was staring at a confused mind and felt a little nervous, Xiao Lanle stepped back, his clear eyes were unpredictable.

Xiao Lanle looked at the woman in front of her, and the waves in her heart couldn't be calmed down. Why was it her?

Those who knew this dish, except for Niangqin and the relatives of the clan who had been wiped out, were the only masked dumb youth who saved her and the mother when they fled at the age of ten.

Xiao Lanle counted for the next hour, and when she fled at the age of ten, it was that day when the Penglai Immortal Clan disciples were traveling. At that time, Senior Sister Lin was in the double decade of life, and her stature was almost vague in memory.

Sister Lin was actually the deceased who saved her when she was young.

No wonder, when Senior Sister Lin was carrying her while fleeing from the Demon Realm, the temperature from her body was very warm and reassuring.

Xiao Lanle bit her lower lip and looked at Lin Qianshuang with special emotions in her eyes.

She didn't want to admit that she had found this kind of long-lost warm feeling from her love rival ridiculously.

It turned out that Senior Sister Lin was her savior, no wonder she had such familiarity.

Lin Qianshuang's questioning expression was reflected in Xiao Lanle's eyes, and she was a little upset for some reason.

Sister Lin is a stumbling block in her relationship with Senior Brother Liang. Therefore, she always repels Senior Sister Lin. She even thought of using some means to force the relationship between Senior Sister Lin and Senior Brother Liang to cut off.

Now, Senior Sister Lin is actually the savior of her childhood...

Moreover, in the contact between the two, Xiao Lanle felt that leaving Senior Brother Liang aside, they would definitely become good friends.

She couldn't bear to act on those who were kind to her.

Xiao Lanle looked at Lin Qianshuang and bit her lower lip. She didn't want to hurt her, but in the same way, she would never give in when it came to feelings.

So painful, why, she would be a lifesaver!

A strange and crazy mentality suddenly surged in her heart. It seemed that someone was telling her that this is very simple. If Lin Qianshuang likes a woman, then everything will be solved.

It was the crazy lunatic in my heart that appeared again.

From the tragic death of her young mother in front of her, she would do this as soon as she experienced intense mood swings.

In the past few months, whenever the madman appeared in her heart, she would be taken by the real Tianshu to listen to a song by Master Jieyu in the Yixiang Building of Tianshu City, but now it is too late.

Lin Qianshuang walked in front of Xiao Lanle and said with a smile: "Sister Xiao, do you agree? Then I will call Mother Zhang."

Xiao Lanle grabbed Lin Qianshuang’s arm and prevented her from leaving, her clear eyes looked at her earnestly without blinking, a sinister arc flashed from the corner of her mouth, and she said: "Sister, you say I’ll tell Mother Zhang personally about these recipes, and now I just want to confirm one thing."

Lin Qianshuang was puzzled, and said, "What's the matter?"

"follow me."

Xiao Lanle took Lin Qianshuang's arm and walked to a hidden house at random. She pushed open the door, inserted the lock in the door, and took out her life spirit sword to separate a layer of enchantment. .

Lin Qianshuang saw that Xiao Lanle took her to a room abnormally, locked the door back and added a barrier, wondering if someone was following them, and couldn't help but said to Xiao Lanle nervously: "Sister Xiao, did the one who chased me show up again?"

Xiao Lanle did not answer Lin Qianshuang's words, but squatted down and moved the wood aside, and then spread the straw on the ground.

What they walked into was a utility room with firewood. There was only a gridded wooden window, the light was very dim, and the firewood filled the corners, looking very depressed.

Lin Qianshuang always finds it weird. She thinks this semi-enclosed environment is very strange and very suitable for murder, and she feels a little hairy in her heart.

Xiao Lanle paved the straw, stood up and walked in front of Lin Qianshuang. Under the gloomy light, her pink coat was stained with a pale gray, and the whole person was a little gloomy.

"Sister Lin, I just want to ask you a question, do you like men or women?"

The utility room was very quiet, Xiao Lanle's voice was originally a girl's clear and empty inspiration, echoing in the quiet environment seemed very spiritual.

Lin Qianshuang was shocked, and she felt like she was in a ghost movie. She couldn't guess what Xiao Lanle brought her here and what the purpose of asking this strange question was. She could only bite the bullet and say the truth: "Sister Xiao, didn't I answer your question very early? I like men."

"No, you like women. You can only be women, you must be women!"

Xiao Lanle said sharply, stepping forward to force Lin Qianshuang under the dim wooden window, grabbing her shoulders, her eyes reddening slightly.

Lin Qianshuang's shoulder hit the wooden window, making a sound of dislocation of wooden blocks.

She was frightened by the struggle and pain in Xiao Lanle's eyes and the hideous red color, and she wanted to touch her face a little worriedly, "Junior Sister Xiao, what's wrong with you, what happened?"

Xiao Lanle instead grabbed Lin Qianshuang’s hand that wanted to touch her face, and squeezed her fingers as if she was about to crush her. The soft and graceful face showed morbid madness, and said, "Sister Lin, You must be very proud now, you are my savior, and you are unique in Brother Liang's heart, no one can replace.

Don't think that you are kind to me, I will fulfill you and Brother Liang, this is absolutely impossible. "

The pain of Lin Qianshuang's left five fingers being pinched by Xiao Lanle made her whole person convulsed.

She felt an unknown danger. Xiao Lanle’s abnormality made her panic. Her pupils contracted sharply in fear, and her eyes were calmly and slightly narrowed. She warned in a low voice, "Sister Xiao, I don’t understand you. What are you talking about, I neither like Liang Jingxuan, nor the savior in your mouth, let go, otherwise don't blame me for shooting you."

Xiao Lanle let go of Lin Qianshuang's hand, and tears shed quietly on her gentle and beautiful face. She slipped from her chin and dripped onto her coat, muttering: "Why, why are you my savior, Lin Sister, you will **** Senior Brother Liang away. You make me feel so helpless and worried. I am in this world. I am a person who cares about and loves me. If you **** him away, what am I?"

Seeing Xiao Lanle's mood stabilized, Lin Qianshuang relaxed and said, "Don't you still have a head. There are many people who love you in this world. Don't be blinded by Liang Jingxuan. Sister Xiao, he is not a good person."

"Head."

Xiao Lanle murmured a few times, her eyes narrowed dangerously, and she leaned close to Lin Qianshuang's cheek, "You mean father-in-chief, he only has his glory and wealth in his eyes, and he doesn't care about my feelings at all."

Lin Qianshuang pushed Xiao Lanle away. Her proximity made her very uncomfortable. "Sister Xiao, let's go out first. This is not a place to speak well."

Xiao Lanle's quiet face was suddenly coated with a layer of cold light, and it became gloomy.

"Sister Lin, I call you here, just want you to give the answer I want."

"I'll ask you again, do you like men or women."

Lin Qianshuang glanced at Xiao Lanle like a neurosis, and said inexplicably, "Didn't I tell you?"

"What you said is wrong. Today, if you are right, I will let you go."

Xiao Lanle took out Sipa, blindfolded her eyes, and a wicked smile appeared on the corners of her lips.

She pressed Lin Qianshuang down on the paved straw in a rush of lightning. In the darkness, she bit her soft and sweet lips fiercely, and she tore the clothes of the person under her with brute force and stroked her. The delicate and warm skin trembling in the fabric torn under the palm of her hand, the warm and soft touch made her breathe slightly, seemingly satisfied with the temperature.

"Xiao Lanle, what did you do to me!"

Lin Qianshuang was firmly restrained with a sullen and panic expression. She was very weak. The devilish energy gathered in the spine for a moment, spreading along the back, almost making her limp, while the silver white animal ears and long tail were momentarily Leaping out, the animal form was looming.

"Lin Qianshuang, if I touch you like this, do you feel it? As long as the blood of a beast touches a few sensitive acupoints, it will be emotional, and when half-human and half-animal, if you have **** with people, you can conceive Spiritual fetus, I have the shark beads of the city lord of Tianshu in my hand, this kind of ancient secrets is only known to me."

Xiao Lanle’s weird chuckle brushed her ears, with a slight contempt in her tone, but her hands did not stop, and her movements became more and more presumptuous. She pressed her hand to her coccyx, and said explicitly: "You You know, only when you really care about a person, will you be touched by these acupuncture points, but now you are in estrus in front of me, and you still say that you don’t like women, and you are afraid that you will be moved to the other me. Don't be too crooked."

Lin Qianshuang was turned over in cold sweat and lay on the ground, weakly humiliating and looking at the person sitting on him, his eyes lifted up unwillingly and said: "You should take care of Xiao Lanle. She likes Brother Liang. If she knew, what would happen to her if she did such a disgusting thing to the disgusting Senior Sister Lin."

"Lan Le won't know me, because only I can truly protect her in this world."

Xiao Lanle tilted her head, her beautiful face was slightly flushed and she grabbed Lin Qianshuang's hand, blindfolded and lowered her head and said, "I said, I only need you to answer. As long as you are right, I will Let you go."

"Xiao Lanle, you are so naive."

Lin Qianshuang sneered. She couldn't move her whole body. It didn't feel good to be pinched. She gritted her teeth and said, "I like women. I'm done. You are satisfied."

"I didn't hear it, you say it again."

Xiao Lanle squeezed Lin Qianshuang's waist, and a tingling came from his spine, causing Lin Qianshuang to tremble all over, and couldn't help but snorted softly.

Xiao Lanle suddenly smiled in the ambiguous lightly rubbing, and said in her ear: "You are still alive, and you can feel it if you touch it like this, Senior Sister Lin, in this respect, you are still relatively honest and didn't lie to me."

"Didn't I tell you to say it again, I'm listening."

Lin Qianshuang bit her lip and said fiercely, "I like women."

"Very well, Senior Sister Lin, you have to remember that you like women. And Senior Brother Liang is mine. If, one day, you let me discover that Lan Le is sad again because of you, I will come out. Punish you well."

Xiao Lanle untied her blindfolded silk paw and looked at Lin Qianshuang's flushed and sweaty face, threatening every word, pressing her hand against her abdomen, and said with a wicked smile. "Remember, stay away from Senior Brother Liang. I know you won't hope that there will be a spiritual fetus in your stomach with unknown origins and no explanation."

The oppression on the body disappeared.

Lin Qianshuang climbed up from her body with difficulty almost without strength, and Xiao Lanle also fell to the ground in a coma at this moment.

When Xiao Lanle was asleep, her face was quiet and beautiful and peaceful, without a trace of the terrifying aura of talent.

Lin Qianshuang originally wanted to give Xiao Lanle a few slaps, but seeing her completely ignorant appearance, she withdrew her hand.

It's not her fault....

Xiao Lanle has a double protective personality, and she feels extremely insecure.

But why did she suddenly trigger her second personality.

Lin Qianshuang thought of the bowl of vegetable meatball soup, Xiao Lanle's abnormal condition should be related to this bowl of vegetable meatball soup, it may be the reason for this bowl of soup, which triggered her unpleasant memories.

In the original plot, Liang Jingxuan made this bowl of soup for Xiao Lanle, but Xiao Lanle settled his suspicions with him.

There must be something strange in this.

Lin Qianshuang thought, recognizing his fate, pulling Xiao Lanle up his back from the ground, and using the devilish sword to walk.

Along the way, many fellow disciples looked at her in surprise, and many disciples who knew her before curiously stepped forward and asked, who had beaten the master sister of Penglai Xianmen with sword energy. Looks so embarrassed.

Lin Qianshuang's face was expressionless throughout the whole process, including when she asked Xiao Lan where the Le Cave Mansion was, she still maintained a stiff expression. When many disciples who worshipped her passed by, they felt that the master sister could bend and stretch, and was beaten like this. With such a demeanor in it, I couldn't help but admire it in my heart.