Quick travel: The sand sculpture host took down the villain

Seeing that the atmosphere was not good, it was becoming more and more solemn. It seemed that a war was about to break out, and the system could not sit still.

【Ah ah ah ah ah! Dear host, just be obedient, take the food and leave! 】

[I’m really scared when you guys are like this. What if you get kicked? 】

[Damn you, our mission will directly fail, don’t do it! (Stretching out Erkan’s handJPG.)]

But Xu Jinxiao ignored it completely and was staring at Chu Junhe on the bed, almost crying.

He just wanted to come and have a look, it would be okay even if he was kicked out again.

Chu Junhe suddenly moved, tiptoeing to the ground, and walking towards him wearing only white socks.

【Ah ah ah! he came! 】

Threadball was frightened.

Xu Jinxiao watched his actions and suddenly felt that the immortal in the painting was walking out and getting closer to him, and his heart could not stop beating faster and faster.

Chu Junhe came to him and raised his hand to tap his forehead.

Xu Jinxiao only felt the cool fragrance of plum blossoms, and then a strong spiritual power poured into his body, flowing through the four meridians and eight meridians.

Xu Jinxiao was stunned for a moment and soon understood that his wife was checking his body.

Chu Junhe retracted his hand and said, "I'll check it out for my master. There doesn't seem to be anything strange about you."

As he spoke, he sat down on the chair and looked at the pile of food in front of him. He rubbed his brows with his cold white fingertips.

"Why is your behavior getting weirder today?"

Xu Jinxiao blinked and lied without blushing and said: "Master, as your eldest disciple, I didn't care about you enough before. I will definitely take good care of you in the future. I was taken to eat by my junior brother today. It tastes very good." , brought to you immediately."

Chu Junhe moved for a moment, his eyes were complicated and difficult to distinguish. It was really difficult for him to understand his disciple.

He used to be restrained and polite, but now he is passionate. The change is so drastic.

Seeing his appearance, Xu Jinxiao thought he was still unwilling, so he immediately opened the bag, and the aroma of the food instantly overflowed, rich and tempting.

Xu Jinxiao took the initiative to take a small steamed bun and handed it to Chu Junhe, "Master."

Chu Junhe paused for a few seconds, raised his eyes to look at Xu Jinxiao, and met the man's eyes that were shining expectantly. He stretched out his hand out of nowhere and pinched the bun with his fingertips that were so cold and white that they were almost transparent.

Chu Junhe looked at the buns in his hand and thought to himself that he must be crazy. Not only did he let him get close, but he also wanted to eat the food he brought.

Taking a deep breath, she decided not to coddle him, and planned to throw him out the door with a lift of her sleeves.

Unexpectedly, the result would be...

He ate a lot.

Xu Jinxia left with satisfaction, leaving him to doubt his life.

Chu Junhe depressedly decided to go out for a walk and take a look at his spiritual plant garden, watering it, cleaning up weeds and so on.

He met many disciples on the road, all with respectful faces, and he felt much more comfortable.

Arriving at the spiritual plant garden with brisk steps, a stream of spiritual power was unleashed, and little by little bits of spiritual power fell onto the spiritual plants, and the little bugs crawling on them were instantly wiped out.

Then he rolled up his trousers, picked up the watering can beside him, and began to pour water leisurely.

The snow-white robe seems to be made of sky silk, which is extremely silky and does not stick to the soil at all. The outer layer of white tulle flutters in the wind, making it flutter like a fairy.

Xu Jinxiao returned to the house and began to practice the spell according to the memory of the original owner.

He performed it all within half an hour and mastered it easily, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

When I came to the window and closed it slightly, the moon shone a little through the gap, and the cool breeze also slipped in.

Xu Jinxia yawned and went back to bed to rest.

Early the next morning, he led a group of disciples to practice swordsmanship in the bamboo forest, accompanied by five doglegs.

"Elder brother, have you had breakfast?"

One person saw Xu going to the dining hall for dinner yesterday, and now his hands were empty, so he asked in a dog-eat-dog manner.

Xu Jinxiao was silent. He originally wanted to get up early to buy food, but he overestimated himself and couldn't get up at all.

He had to shake his head, "No."

"That……"

The man smiled and was about to hand over the extra food. Unexpectedly, a bright voice suddenly came,

"He has breakfast!"

The sound of "thump thump thump" footsteps came from far to near.

When Xu Jinxiao and others turned around, it was Yu Ying who was carrying large and small food in his hands.

"Elder brother, come together!"

Others were shocked. He was indeed the prince, but he was very wealthy.

They glanced at the food in their hands and had no choice but to get out of the way.

After eating, Xu Jinxiao taught them how to practice swordsmanship as usual, walking around and giving them some pointers. If the movements were not standard, it would not work, if they were not fast enough and accurate, it would not work, and if the attitude was not serious, it would not work.

Xu Jinxiao's face was serious and meticulous, and he could not tolerate a grain of sand in his eyes, but he was quietly happy in his heart.

[Thread ball, being a senior brother is so majestic! love it! 】

【ha? He's just a senior brother, have you forgotten the host? In the last world, you were still the strongest zombie king in the world! 】

A ball of string indicates incomprehension.

【Can it be the same? Only I know about the Zombie King, everyone here knows about it. 】

Xu Jinxiao curled his lips and retorted.

【emmm】

Lineball was speechless for a moment.

Yu Ying was assisting him, and they usually led their disciples to practice swordsmanship.

Chu Junhe rarely comes here, and often goes into seclusion, even though he is already the strongest immortal in the entire sect.

Xu Jinxiao and the others took them to practice sword practice for an hour, and then let them rest for a while.

Xu Jinxiao stood coldly in the distance, but he remembered that the original owner was a cold ice cube, and he had to act well for him.

His handsome face seemed to repel people from thousands of miles away, but his heart kept wailing, it was so boring with no one to talk to.

Fortunately, Yu Ying came. He held a leaf in his mouth and muttered vaguely: "Elder brother, it seems that the master went down the mountain early this morning."

"why?"

Before Xu Jinxiao could react, he muttered three words.

"I don't know. Don't you know our master? He goes into seclusion at every turn, or goes down the mountain. In short, he doesn't stay with us."

Yu Ying couldn't help but complain.

"Ow!"

The back of his head hurt and he screamed.

Xu Jinxiao took back the hand that slapped the back of his head, turned it behind his back, and glared at him, "Master is free to go wherever he goes."

Yu Ying rubbed it aggrievedly, not daring to be angry but dare not say anything, the eldest brother could be so violent.

Xu Jinxiao turned around and went to another place. He calmly recalled the plot.

His wife fell in love with the heroine at first sight during the apprenticeship ceremony, and she fell in love with her more and more after that. She often went down the mountain to buy gadgets for the heroine, and then secretly delivered them to her, and she would come back soon. .

Xu Jinxiao felt sour in his heart because his wife didn't even buy it for him.

Thinking of this, he felt depressed and depressed, couldn't keep up his energy, and instantly became exhausted.

"Elder brother, what's wrong with you?"

Yu Ying walked towards him. He had just caught a glimpse of Xu Jinxiao's back, and for a moment he felt that the back was very lonely and lonely.