The Right Protector of the Demon Sect is reborn

"Okay, let's go meditate."

Before Nan Rongnian approached, Lou Xinzhou received the pile of failed products into the space with lightning speed, then turned around and said.

The young man looked behind her with some confusion, but saw nothing, so he gave up and followed Lou Xinzhou back to the house to practice meditation.

The schedule was the same on the second day. Nan Rongnian continued practicing swordplay until noon after coming down from the mountain.

"Senior Brother Nanrong."

Just when he finished using a set of sword moves, he heard someone calling him from behind. When he turned around, he saw it was Meng Yun.

Meng Yun is Meng Heshan's daughter. She has average talent, so she is still an inner disciple. She has not been favored by any elders, but she usually practices with Meng Heshan. She can be regarded as half a direct descendant, but she has no status. .

Meng Yun, like Meng Heshan, treated Bai Yun very well during the five years he left. Whenever she saw a disciple bullying and ridiculing him, she would always stand up and even cause a lot of trouble for herself. Nan Rongnian was very grateful to her for this.

"Junior sister Meng, why are you here?"

Nan Rong put away his knowledge, turned around and asked.

"It's nothing. It's just that the junior brother who delivered you lunch today had something to do, so he asked me to deliver lunch."

Meng Yun explained with a smile, and then raised the flower basket in his hand in front of Nan Rongnian. It was exactly the same as what Lou Xinzhou saw that day.

Nan Rongnian didn't think too much, just said thank you and reached out to take it.

Meng Yun burst into laughter when she saw this. She was in her twenties, with a girlish appearance, and her smile was so bright that the affection in her eyes could hardly be concealed.

"Senior brother, don't you want to try it?"

She asked shyly.

......

After Lou Xinzhou sent Nan Rongnian away in the morning, she continued to study how to make red bean milk cake. With Nan Rongnian's demonstration yesterday, she quickly mastered the essentials and finally made a pot of pastry that looked and tasted great. .

Lou Xinzhou excitedly took out a dark red box, carefully put his work in it, cast a magic spell to keep it warm, and then carried the box down the mountain.

She naturally knew where Nan Rongnian was practicing swordplay. The Tribulation Monk was very fast and could arrive in just a blink of an eye. However, when he found Nan Rongnian, the expression on his face instantly turned cold.

Why is Meng Yun here? Still carrying that flower basket? Why did she come here to deliver cakes?

Nan Rongnian actually accepted it? !

Nan Rongnian didn't notice that his master was coming. When Meng Yun asked him to try it, he didn't think too much. He raised his hand and opened the flower basket. However, after seeing the cakes in the basket, a flash of light flashed in his eyes. surprise.

The white flowers are extremely delicate, neatly arranged on a black porcelain plate, and look very delicious.

What's pastry?

Nan Rongnian was slightly confused. The disciple who brought him food before always brought it to him from the food tasting room. It usually consisted of three dishes and one soup, and never sent pastries. Furthermore, did the food tasting room provide such desserts at noon? ?

"Senior brother?"

Seeing Nan Rongnian froze on the spot, Meng Yun stood up on tiptoes and waved his hand in front of his eyes. The latter came back to his senses, but closed the flower basket and handed it back.

"I don't like pastries on weekdays. Could Junior Sister Meng give me something else?"

Nan Rongnian said, and the smile on Meng Yun's face froze immediately after hearing this. The girl lowered her head in embarrassment, and her shyness instantly disappeared.

"Ah, this...is like this."

"Junior Sister Meng, if you have nothing else to do, please go back. I have to continue practicing my sword."

Nan Rongnian continued, his tone was calm, even a little cold, and there was a sense of distance.

"Oh, okay."

Hearing Nan Rong wanted to drive people away, Meng Yun raised his head in embarrassment, turned around and left with the flower basket, forgetting to even say hello.

Nan Rongnian watched her leave, with no expression on his face and no fluctuation in his eyes. He just called out Zhizhu and was about to continue practicing his sword. When he turned around and saw Lou Xinzhou standing aside for who knows how long, he was shocked.

"Master?" Nan Rongnian hurried over, with a hint of joy in his eyes. He thought she was here to check her homework, so she asked softly, "Why are you here? My disciple is practicing swordsmanship very seriously."

Lou Xinzhou saw the scene just now when she came. Although Nan Rongnian finally returned the flower basket to Meng Yun, she still felt a little uncomfortable for some reason. The moment Nan Rongnian found her, she The box containing the pastries was hidden behind her back.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Nan Rongnian couldn't make up his mind for a moment. The young man thought for a while and his expression changed slightly.

"Well, Master, have you seen it all?"

Nan Rongnian had a guilty look on his face, and Lou Xinzhou was speechless after seeing it. His expression was as if he had really done something unforgivable.

"Cough cough."

Lou Xinzhou coughed slightly, which was regarded as acquiescence.

Nan Rongnian explained quickly.

"My disciple doesn't know that she did it, otherwise he wouldn't take it over. Master, please don't be angry, okay?"

angry?

Lou Xinzhou was slightly shocked. She was actually angry? No, she can't be angry, she is Bai Yun now, and Bai Yun can't care about this kind of thing.

"Why am I angry? You don't need to explain to me."

Lou Xinzhou imitated Bai Yun's tone and spoke. However, Nan Rongnian had been accustomed to being close to her these days and was used to her warmer tone than before, so when he heard her speak like this, he panicked. , thinking that she must be angry, she didn't dare to speak for a while and was stunned.

When she lowered her head, she saw a corner of dark red peeking out from the back of the royal blue sleeve. When she looked carefully, it seemed to be a lunch box. She was slightly surprised, and then she remembered what she said in the kitchen yesterday.

The panic in Nan Rongnian's heart calmed down. The young man smiled into his eyes, reached out to hold her hand holding the lunch box, and said a little aggrievedly.

"Master, I'm hungry."

Only then did Lou Xinzhou realize that he had seen the pastry box. Seeing how pitiful he was, she couldn't bear to hide it any longer. She reluctantly took it out from behind her back, but instead of giving it to him, she held it down with both hands.

"Master?" Nan Rongnian did not expect this outcome, his eyes widened slightly, "Isn't it for me?"

"No." Lou Xinzhou replied without hesitation, "You don't like cakes."

"No way?" Nan Rongnian quickly denied it, knowing that she must have heard what he just said to Meng Yun, "I just said that just for the sake of rejection. My disciple doesn't like it!"

After hearing this, Lou Xinzhou looked up at him and saw that the young man was in a panic again. She actually found it a little funny. The inexplicable gloom in her heart disappeared because of this, so she finally let go and gave him the pastry box.

Nan Rongnian reached out to take it, opened the box and saw the flower-shaped cakes from yesterday, but they were slightly different from the ones he saw yesterday, much more delicate.

"Master made it himself?"

Nan Rongnian was a little surprised and asked knowingly.

Lou Xinzhou had no choice but to nod, but turned away, not daring to look at him. The latter then laughed openly.

"Thank you, Master!"