Chapter 570: Long-winded seniors are too annoying

Moon Allure pushed him away and kicked him out of the room.

"Little Thirteen, remember to go to the study hall tomorrow, there are a lot of things to do on the first day, don't miss it."

Don't ask for help, who was blocked at the door, had no choice but to squeeze around the crack of the door and shout, and then looked at the storage bag and pills in his hand, and then touched his head a little inexplicably and left.

Moon Allure breathed a sigh of relief.

This guy's lethality is as big as Huayan, I don't know if these two goods will meet each other?

At this moment, the outer courtyard may still be conducting the second review meeting, and the moon falls into the city with a lot of time.

I simply sat down on the tea table by the window, the small incense burner was burning, the tea was cooking, and I took a sip of tea and squinted comfortably.

This state is a bit like a big guy.

I don't know what he's doing.

After cultivating until ten in the evening, Yue Qicheng slowly opened his eyes and took out a few fruits from the Yuan furnace.

The big guy taught her how to preserve food in the Yuan Furnace, and these fruits have been kept in the Yuan Furnace for a long time, and they are infected with Yuan Qi, which is a bit like medicinal herbs.

This is her dinner.

Being alone in a foreign land as a stranger, I miss the old man a little.

I was about to eat when there was a knock on the door.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

Yue Chengcheng was puzzled, opened the door, and was greeted by a bright smiling face.

"Little Thirteen! It's me, surprise! Don't ask the sky and laugh.

Moon Allure was indifferent, "What's the matter?" ”

Don't ask the sky to look at it, cast a pitiful look, "You just eat these for dinner?" If I hadn't come, you'd have been going to eat like this, right? Let's go, the senior will take you to the cafeteria! ”

Before he could react, he had been pulled out of the room, and the door was also closed.

"Senior told you, the cafeteria of our Holy Martial Academy is famous for its delicious food. Little Thirteen, I like sweet and sour tenderloin the most, what do you like? ”

Don't ask the sky to babble in front, I didn't notice that the moon city behind didn't follow at all, "Hey, what about people?" Hurry up, slow, but I don't have anything to eat. ”

Yue Chengcheng pondered for a moment, and followed in the end, but he didn't want to talk nonsense with him.

Don't ask the sky, he is an empathetic character, knowing that this young man is a little withdrawn, and some behaviors cannot be seen with ordinary people's ideas.

For his taciturnity, Don't ask the sky not only didn't care, but had some sympathy.

As one of the young masters of the Sanshengmen, even if his elder brother Lenshu Jingzhuyu was already in front of him, he was inevitably required to cultivate.

In that environment, Xiao Thirteen rarely communicates with people, resulting in a somewhat lonely temperament.

"Little Thirteen, don't worry, with my seniors, I won't let you eat fruit so pitifully in the future!" Don't ask the heavens and say righteously.

Yue Chengcheng glanced at him, but he was not moved.

Along the way, don't ask Tianda to show his magic skills, and vow to help Yuecheng get out of autism.

When he said that his mouth was dry, and Yue Chengcheng was almost angry because of the noise, the door of the cafeteria finally arrived.

"The dishes on the first floor are relatively simple, the first day you come, the senior will take you up to the second floor to eat!" Don't ask the sky and patted his chest.

When I got to the second floor, there were a lot more people, and I got together in twos and threes, and finally I had the appearance of an academy.

"Little Thirteen, what do you like to eat, go and order it yourself, and it will be on my account then." Senior, I'm going to eat my favorite sweet and sour tenderloin! "Don't ask God.

The two separated, and when he came over, he found that Yue Chengcheng still only ordered a plate of fruit slices, which was not recorded in his account at all.

"Little Thirteen, you have eaten too little! How do you look like a? ”