Jianzhou, Jianzong.

Zhang Yogurt grabbed the star iron fence with both hands and stretched out his head. His big black and white eyes were extremely agile and spinning.

A dull sound and sword roar came faintly outside.

This is a specially made prison cell.

After returning to the Sword Sect yesterday, Zhang Yogurt quietly avoided the eyes and ears of his seniors, took the lead in sneaking back to the sect, and found his master. Having not seen him for more than a year, the old sword master naturally missed his youngest disciple and asked about his well-being. Then he called his seniors and sisters and had a warm braised chicken rice.

With a master in charge, dinner will naturally be enjoyable.

After all, the eldest brother is only at the eighth level.

That night, Zhang Yogurt did not dare to go back to the room, but slept next to his master. The master remembered that she had worked hard to wander, but did not refuse...

As a result, she had just woken up this morning, and the master smiled and asked her if she had finished washing up. She nodded and said that she had finished washing up, and then she was immediately arrested.

When I realized that I had been locked up here.

Maybe I think she is insulting...

OK, no one else.

Maybe the master is unhappy with her.

The good news is that the eldest brother, the second brother, the third brother, and the fifth brother were also locked up here.

What? Fourth Senior Brother?

The fourth senior brother escaped from the sect with his sword overnight, saying that he would come back after the show was over.

Senior Sister Six and Senior Brother Seven?

They are the ones fighting outside now.

The reason is that Senior Sister Six finally learned that the underwear theft cases she had frequently encountered over the past few decades turned out to be the ones she trusted most. Poor that she always wanted to find the culprit when she was angry, but this junior brother always gave her advice and ran around. After not finding her, she still persuaded her to calm down.

Senior Sister Six was almost so angry that she exploded on the spot.

Now it's a great fight.

The yogurt grinned at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were filled with joy, and his ears were raised high.

I guess it will be a loss-making loss?

Then because of the damage to the surrounding environment of the Sword Sect, they either went out to take refuge like the fourth senior brother, or both were injured and recovered from the sect. Or they could see them here after a while.

But there is also bad news -

Zhang Yogurt grabbed the star iron fence with both hands and shook his head back with force. During this period, he made his ears hurt, and then she looked back.

Four figures sat cross-legged behind them, looking like they closed their eyes and rested, but in fact they were all listening to the movements above.

They were locked in the same cell.

This ** Sword Lord!

Zhang Yogurt gritted his teeth.

Soon, the one who sent the prison meal came.

You don’t have to think about the prison rice: braised chicken rice.

This is the Sword Sect’s sect’s sect.

Zhang Yogurt grew up eating braised chicken rice when he was a child. As long as he was in the Sword Sect, except for specific festivals, braised chicken rice every day. Let’s put it this way, I heard that Emperor Dayi came to celebrate the birthday of the Sword Lord at the beginning of the year. He arrived the afternoon of the previous day, and all the members of the royal family ate braised chicken rice in the evening.

The reason is that the sword master loves to eat and is not tired of eating it all.

This person has something wrong with him. He doesn't have enough food for himself. He has to let everyone eat with him. Day after day, everyone is tired of eating, but he doesn't.

The movement outside gradually subsided.

Huh? After the fight? Or are the two of them going to have dinner too?

The four people behind him opened their eyes at the same time.

Zhang Yogurt felt their gaze and couldn't help but feel numb. He continued to reach out and grab the star iron fence, and poked his head out, pretending to be attentive to listen to the movements outside and know nothing about what's behind him, hoping that "if you can't see it, things won't happen."

There was a disciple who acted as a guard in front of him, who was in his pocket with his hands in his pockets, looking gloating.

This idiot!

I went out to break his legs!

At this moment—

Zhang Yogurt saw the guard's expression in a solemn way, as if he had seen something, quickly rubbed his face, tidy up his instrument, and pretended to be attentive to work.

"Um?"

The yogurt eyeballs rolled around and his mind quickly became active.

What should you do to keep your peace?

If it were Qingqing, what would she do?

What if Chen Shu did, what would he do?

“emmm…”

Zhang Yogurt turned around decisively, pretending to be scared and opened his eyes wide, and shouted in panic: "What do you want to do? This is a prison cell!"

"Share the accounts with you." said the eldest brother.

"What's the calculation?" Zhang Yogurt said in fear.

"You are pretending to be stupid?" The eldest brother paused and gritted his teeth, "You have cheated us so miserably! Just forget about cheating money, the most important thing is that I have called you Master for several years!"

"And so many senior brothers and sisters, if you ask them to send them 20,000, but if you ask me to send them 30,000, do you think I'm better cheating?" The second senior brother felt that his IQ was insulted.

"That's right! If you ask them to send 20,000, but you just ask me to send 10,000, do you look down on me?" Senior Sister Third felt that her personality was insulted.

"You also put us in the cell and you will be more guilty!" added the fifth senior brother.

"I am your junior sister, do you have the heart to bear it?"

"Hold on your heart."

"This...this is a prison cell!!"

"So what about the cell?"

"The sect stipulates that in the cell, the kitchen and the cottage are not allowed to fight. If you do it here, Keke will be punished more than one level!" Zhang Yogurt was so scared that he stuttered, "The Sword Sect is not your Sword Sect, but your Master's Sword Sect. Don't be too lawless in the sect!"

"It's useless. You have to break your legs today." The eldest brother shook his head and said, "You can choose which one you want."

"Stop interrupting both." said the second senior brother.

"Additional advice." said the third senior sister.

"How about you who originally planned to break one...? Through your own efforts, how do you feel?" Senior Brother Wu approached and asked.

This man looks like a villain.

Zhang Yogurt thought so, but shouted loudly: "You... regard the rules of the sect as nothing! You are not the Sword Master yet!"

"It's useless." said the eldest brother.

"Master is already three hundred years old, not many years old. We are not the sword master yet, but the position of the sword master will be handed over to us sooner or later." The second senior brother walked towards Zhang Yogurt with a sneer, moving his muscles and bones, crackling.

"When I become the sword master, I will definitely abolish the rules that no fighting in the cell is allowed." said the third senior sister, "Only the kitchen and the cottage cannot fight."

"You are the master of the sword?" Senior Brother Wu was stunned, "What should I be?"

"You should be the prisoner." said the third senior sister.

"Are you a little whimsical?" The eldest brother frowned, "Why are you not your turn?"

"Yes! It's almost my turn!" said the second senior brother.

"You are a little whimsical, too," said the eldest brother.

"That's not sure." said the third senior sister, "The inheritance of the position of the Sword Master of my Sword Sect has always been determined by force and has nothing to do with the order of seniority. Although you two seem to have a little better cultivation now, it is just because you are older and have a longer practice. By the day when your master dies, your advantage of practicing for more than ten years will be almost completely eliminated. It is unknown who will win and lose by then."

"Dear senior brothers and sisters, please stop fighting!" The fifth senior brother couldn't bear it, "Everyone is kind, when I become the master of the sword, I will definitely treat you well!"

“…”

Zhang Yogurt glanced quietly and breathed a sigh of relief.

She won't need to intervene next.

However, she sneered at the quarrel between these four people. With the master's body, it would be fine to live for decades. After decades, with her talent and the protection of the sword god, she would definitely be able to hang them up and beat them up.

The Sword Master can act recklessly in the Sword Sect, hitting whoever you want, scolding whoever you want, setting any rules you want, and setting any rules you want, and who doesn’t want to be?

Just like the contemporary sword master and braised chicken rice.

If she became the sword master, the first thing she did was to ban the status of braised chicken rice.

Change it to taro chicken.

Well? It seems that it is rare to see a chef in Yuanzhou who can make taro chicken?
To be continued...