Chapter 295 Don't Like It?

Although the head of the family has died at the hands of Xiao Bai, the elders of the family are still alive.

Their strength is much stronger than that of the homeowner, so the death of the homeowner doesn't change the home's position in this domain much, but it has a great impact on their face.

Moreover, there is still an ancestor at home, so the home is still the peak of the home that ordinary people cannot touch.

But the people at home at this time were unusually well-behaved in front of Xiao Bai, and they didn't dare to take a breath.

And Xiao Bai didn't care about this at all. The prosperous world has opened, and they still have important things to do.

At this time, Xuanqing and Sect Master Pu were too busy to die, because people were constantly coming to toast them. Due to the shortage of people, some of their direct disciples were pulled out by them to accompany the guests.

Compared to them, Xiao Bai was a little deserted here. Only a few people came to toast them, and many people hurriedly greeted them when they were face to face.

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

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

"Brother, I want to eat that."

"okay."

"And that one."

"Um."

"and this."

"...Aren't you going to bring your own food?"

"My dishes are not as good as yours."

"???Are you a dummy?"

Xiao Bai: ...these two immortal brothers.

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

"OK!"

"Bring me the sausages from that table too!"

"OK!"

"And bread, bring it with you too!"

"middle!"

Xiao Bai looked at the pillars made of food on the Ergou dinner plate with black lines all over their heads, it must be dozens of meters high! Brother, let me see how you eat later.

The people next to Ergou are all dumbfounded, who can tell me how this is done.

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

Wherever the three of them went, nothing grew.

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

There are also some young disciples who used Nangong Yunmo and the others to admonish his junior brothers and junior sisters, "Look, this is what I often say about giving up on one's self. They don't even look at such a good opportunity for cultivation and enlightenment, they only know how to eat. , as if you have lost confidence in yourself, you must take precautions, you know?"

"Senior brother, what if they simply don't look down on this prosperous world?" a disciple asked.

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

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

"Okay, okay, they are still strong, why don't you say that they are the apprentices of that senior Xiao?" The disciple waved his hand and said.

Compared with Ergou and the others, Ling Xinyun was quieter. She sat alone in a pavilion with a beautiful scenery and drank tea by herself, sometimes showing her thoughts.

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

This made many young disciples who had confidence in themselves take the initiative to strike up a conversation with her.

Unfortunately, none of them were successful, because when they were about to speak, the long sword beside Ling Xinyun would automatically draw out a warning.

Xiao Bai happened to see this scene from a distance, and then he walked towards the pavilion where Ling Xinyun was. There were two reasons for him to come to Ling Xinyun:

First, because he was worried that there would be trouble later, it would be better for him to stay by Ling Xinyun's side. As far as he knew, there was always only one way for his third disciple to solve the problem, and that was to draw a sword. . .

The second is because he found that he was isolated. Ergou and the others all had their own teams, only he and Ling Xinyun did not.

It is precisely because of these two reasons that Xiao Bai is going to gather with Ling Xinyun now.

There are really many young disciples who want to chat with Ling Xinyun, and if this one fails, the other one will immediately make up for it.

The speed of filling is fast and the speed of failure is faster. Almost all of these people fail in seconds.

The young disciples who were lining up immediately greeted Xiao Bai when they saw Xiao Bai coming.

"Hello, Senior Xiao!"

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

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

When these disciples heard this, they were stunned, "Huh?"

"You guys, don't stay here and cause trouble for my disciples, hurry up and leave." Xiao Bai waved his sleeves slightly, and a softer spiritual force moved the crowd of black people back a distance. .

A handsome-looking disciple was overjoyed after hearing this, clasped his fists and said, "So this fairy is your disciple. To tell you the truth, this is the first time for this junior..."

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

"Anyone else want to express their thoughts?" Xiao Bai asked after glancing at the crowd in front of him.

The others hurriedly shook their heads and dispersed as quickly as possible.

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

Ling Xinyun didn't speak when she saw Xiao Bai came in, but just held her cheeks and watched Xiao Bai silently.

"What's wrong? Is there something on my face?" Xiao Bai asked while rubbing his handsome face.

Ling Xinyun shook her head slightly, she seemed to be smiling, but she didn't seem to be smiling.

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

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

Xiao Bai couldn't help but admire in his heart. He was elegant, considerate, unpretentious, and perfect in every way.

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

It has been a few months since Xiao Bai accepted Ling Xinyun as a direct disciple. In such a long time, Ling Xinyun said not even ten sentences.

"Why don't you have dinner today?" Xiao Bai stared at Ling Xinyun and asked.

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

Ling Xinyun only shook her head slightly when she heard the words.

"Don't like it?" Xiao Bai asked, shouldn't it, the dishes here are so dazzling, it's impossible not to like all of them.

"Because I don't want to move." Ling Xinyun said unprecedentedly.

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

However, Xiao Bai really understood. After all, he communicated more and more, and gradually he became proficient.

Ling Xinyun shook her head to mean: neither hate nor like.