The great master nodded slightly: "These disciples are humble after all, and they need to eat grains and grains from the world. They can find a few who are good at cooking and specializing in food, so that they can concentrate on practicing martial arts and doing things."
"Yes." Zisanghe nodded and agreed.
But I was wondering in my heart that the master had always ignored these idiots, but now I suddenly became concerned about the meals of those last-class disciples...
"Master, my disciple is good at cooking. What does the master want to eat? I will do it." When I encountered a rare opportunity to respect my master, Zi Sanghewan quickly recommended himself.
The great master's eyes flashed slightly: "Are you good at cooking?"
"Disciples usually like to make some food. It is also a small hobby. You should be able to try it. Which type of food does the master like to eat?"
Zisanghe's eyes shiny slightly.
The great master pondered for a moment: "Make a few sweet snacks first."
He paused again: "Can you make bamboo zongzi?"
Master actually loves sweets?!
Zisang Hewan was really surprised and nodded quickly: "Yes, I will."
"Well, then I'll send a few to you." The great master ordered.
"Yes." Zisang Hewan agreed, and was about to leave, but suddenly he seemed to remember something, and hurriedly reported: "By the way, Master, the junior sister wants her disciple to take her down to see and get familiar with the terrain of Luojia Mountain...
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The great master stood at the railing, his eyes as dark as jade as jade swept out of the garden, and he didn't say anything for a long time.
Zisanghewan couldn't figure out what his master was thinking. Seeing that he didn't say anything, he didn't dare to ask again, and lowered his head and said, "That disciple is gone."
Turn around and leave.
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Luo Qingyu ran his internal force seven or eight times and looked into the garden seven or eight times.
What should the great master tell Zisanghe to be late?
Why did it take so long?!
She was a little impatient when she suddenly saw a blue shadow flashing at the gate of the courtyard. Finally, she saw Zi Sanghe's evening clothes fluttering out.
She felt delighted, jumped up, suddenly felt dizzy in her mind, she couldn't help but sway, and her feet slipped and she almost fell down.
"Be careful." A clear and jade-like voice sounded on the side of her ears. Her waist tightened, and a force of void brushed her. Her body was like a light cloud. She shook and finally stood firm.
Luo Qingyu stroked his forehead, and the dizziness finally passed.
Why did you get a dizziness for no reason?
Well, maybe it was because I had just used my qigong for too long...
She shook her head, looked at Sang Hewan sideways, and smiled: "Senior Brother Xiangwan, thank you."
At this time, she was wearing pink clothes, her long dark hair was casually dispersed, and she fell straight to her waist. Her moist eyes were bright and bright, and her red lips were like pills. Perhaps because she had just used her skills, her delicate and fair cheeks appeared.
A blush like rouge.
The charming and innocent are both mysterious and charming, making people almost unable to open their eyes.
Just now, Zi Sang Hewan held her with her sleeve and had no contact with her. At this moment, under her eyes like this, he couldn't help but blush again: "No...you're welcome."