He was wearing the clothes that Phantom Bamboo had taken out from the plum garden.

The materials are naturally very expensive, and they are very good to wear on a really small body, but they are also very good fit, but I didn't expect the upper body to be covered with heat, and the skirt that reached the ground was broken.

Zhen Xiaoxiao turned around and saw the sweeper's frightened eyes, and subconsciously covered his cheek with his right arm, as if he was guarding against a slap in his face.

Since he was led by the disciples of the Lionheart Mountain Inheritance, he specially selected the best place to live in the middle of the mountain, and was dressed in a cold cloud silk skirt, followed by the evil wolves and poisonous insects released by the coercion, the woman he offended must have a good identity.

Really small, eyes sank.

He also found that his raised right hand, elbow and forearm were covered with bright red new wounds, like marks from being whipped and dropped by bamboo sticks.

"It's okay, it's just a piece of clothing. Don't be afraid. ”

From the storage bag, he took out a callus pill and stuffed it into the hand of the sweeping man, it was really a small little hand, very warm.

"You dumbfounded!"

Li Yingjun slapped the man hard.

"Why don't you go and clean up the yard and make amends?!"

"Senior Brother Li, don't do this, he didn't mean it!"

Really little frowning refusal.

"I just like this kind of courtyard!"

Dissatisfied with Senior Brother Li's ruthlessness towards the miscellaneous servants, he strode into the courtyard, turned around slightly, and saw that the sweeping man's eyes were dull, and he threw the callus pill that he had forcibly stuffed into his hand into the ditch, and waved his clumsy hands again, and began to sweep the floor with his head down.

It's as if nothing happened before.

I...... It seems that I am disgusted by the real junior sister?!

Hearing Zhen Xiaoxiao's suddenly angry tone, Li Yingjun was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes deepened. It seems to be really small, it is really a blank slate, although he has an innate talent for fighting, his ideas are too simple.

It would be nice if such a mind could be kept forever, but it's a pity...... In this worldly dye vat, how long can it be pure?

Hey?

Why did he lose my Dan?

It's too late to continue to get angry, and Zhenxiao is a little confused by the strange behavior of the sweeping man.

"Hey, this person, don't ask, don't care, just listen to my senior brother."

Looking at Zhenxiao's stunned expression, Li Yingjun sighed and said more.

Seeing that it was getting late, the two agreed to meet again the next day.

Before nightfall, a team of young men in Tsing Yi knocked on the vermilion door and sent all the daily necessities and the disciple tokens engraved with the real little names to the courtyard.

Anyway, there are no special needs for life,

Zhen Xiao Xiao was alone, sitting in the spirit room in the center of his residence.

The small courtyard is built on the underground spiritual veins and underground fire channels of the Lionheart Mountain of Lingmen, and there is a hot spring in the backyard, and the spirit gathering array in the center of the room, as long as someone steps in, it will continue to rise out of the rich aura.

Sitting cross-legged on the formation, it is so small and comfortable that every cell in the body is shouting!

Refreshing!

It's so cool!

That's the bulk of things!

If you change yourself in the Flying Dragon Temple, you can only wait for the moment when the underground spiritual veins awaken at dawn every day, so that you can get that precious opportunity to breathe in for a while.

However came Lionheart.

As long as you are willing, you will always have plenty of aura for you to squander!

All kinds of unhappiness accumulated in the heart disappeared immediately, the small porridge porridge is here, you can get a lot of cold things to sleep for free, the lion that was taken away will come back soon, and the strange sweeper, what does it have to do with yourself?