Senior sister, stop brainwashing me, I can understand your thoughts.

When Le Zhengyan returned, he saw that the big goose was waiting for him, and he felt relieved.

In Xuanling Sect, beasts are divided into four categories: ordinary, spiritual beasts (with spiritual intelligence and can be cultivated), fairy beasts (can be spoken by humans), and divine beasts (can transform into shapes).

The big goose is a spiritual beast, and its cultivation level is still in the middle stage of foundation building. As a mount, its cultivation level is higher than that of Lu Xingyan and Le Zhengyan.

As a spirit beast, it couldn't speak, but Le Zhengyan was also worried that the big goose would be frightened by the scene just now, and that Lu Xingyan would notice something when he turned around.

Sitting on the big goose and returning to the Lingshan Hall, Le Zhengyan even bought a spiritual meal for the big goose.

This made the big goose look better because he was temporarily acting as his mount.

It raised its neck, glanced appreciatively at Le Zhengyan, and walked out of the Lingshan Hall with its own food box in its mouth.

Le Zhengyan came to the private room on the second floor and found Lu Xingyan still sitting by the window.

Three plates of food on the table were already empty.

Even the tea was refilled.

It was obvious that Lu Xingyan had not left just now, which made Le Zhengyan feel relieved.

"Junior brother, have you got your things?" Lu Xingyan was holding a piece of spirit beast meat dripping with spicy oil and putting it in his mouth.

After the meat was swallowed, he said: "The scent of Lingshan is too overpowering. I really couldn't hold it back, so I ate some first."

There is no way, Ru Mo is a crane, or a crane raised by the master. If you want to invite it, in addition to friendship, you have to pay spiritual stones or delicious food.

Anyway, he was following Le Zhengyan, and Lu Xingyan didn't have any money on him.

He simply ordered the spiritual meal as a reward and gave three plates to Ru Mo.

Ru Mo asked for another pot of tea before he was satisfied and flew back to the main peak.

"I'm just inviting senior sister, as long as senior sister likes to eat." Le Zhengyan replied with a smile.

Lu Xingyan poured a cup of tea and handed it to him with a concerned look on his face: "I see why you look so pale and pale. Is it because the goose doesn't want to take you and is playing tricks on you on the road?"

"Senior sister, Big Goose is very nice. She didn't play tricks on me." Le Zhengyan sat down in front of Lu Xingyan with an obedient look on his face and explained, "It's just that I was in a hurry to get something and come back, so I urged Goose to fly faster."

"Senior sister, you also know that my cultivation level is low and I am only at the first level of Qi training. The windproof shield held up by my spiritual power is not very big and is blown by the wind."

"Actually, you don't have to be so anxious. Even if I can't stand the temptation of delicious food anymore, I will leave you alone." Lu Xingyan nodded with a genuine look on his face.

She pointed to the Qingling fruit cake on the table: "Junior brother, try this. This snack is delicious, sweet but not greasy."

"Thank you, senior sister." Le Zhengyan smiled and took a piece.

As soon as he took a bite, Lu Xingyan frowned and asked, "Where's the smell of blood?"

Le Zhengyan's chewing movements froze. He lowered his eyes and glanced at his sleeves inadvertently.

I couldn't help but recall that when I left, all the blood on my hands was clean.

She even tried to listen to Lu Xingyan's voice to verify whether she had guessed something.

Unfortunately, Lu Xingyan's voice was very quiet at this moment.

The sixth contract beast, who usually cries or cries, is also extremely quiet now.

Le Zhengyan couldn't help but feel a sinking feeling in his heart. Did Lu Xingyan just go out with him?

Just as he was guessing, he saw Lu Xingyan holding his nose, lying next to the window and shouting: "No, you actually eat cold pig blood."

Pig blood?

Le Zhengyan's doubtful heart was speechless.

He followed him to the window, and sure enough he saw a disciple below ordering a serving of cold pig blood.

The strong smell of blood, mixed with the scent of chili pepper, rushed straight to Lu Xingyan's private room on the second floor directly above.

Lu Xingyan closed the window and raised his hand to fan the air: "Do disciples nowadays have such strong tastes? How do you eat cold pig blood?"

"I just said where did the smell of blood come from?" Lu Xingyan frowned.

Le Zhengyan felt relieved.

He said where did the smell of blood come from.