The whole sect is full of cunning people, only I am really stupid

The surrounding scenery gradually shrank.

The clouds are within reach.

Shen Ya stood beside the fence and watched the spaceship sailing through the sea of ​​clouds.

No matter how many times he has seen it, Shen Ya still feels that it is shocking that people can fly in the clouds.

"This is really your first time going out."

Shen Ya stared at the sea of ​​clouds intently and even wanted to reach out and try.

Chang Fang pulled Shen Ya back and said, "Don't stretch it out. Your hands will get hurt without the barrier to protect them."

"The spirit ship was moving very fast, and the barrier only covered part of the ship."

Changfang touched the barrier.

"Brother Changfang, how long will it take us to get there?"

Shen Ya withdrew his hand.

"It will be held in about ten days. This time it will be held in the south."

Changfang felt itchy in the palms of her hands.

I looked down and saw that the white lion had come over without me noticing.

The white lion stood in front of Shen Ya and its tail accidentally swept across the palm of his hand.

Depend on.

How did this big guy get here?

Changfang immediately withdrew his hand.

When Shen Ya felt the furry touch on her palm, she knew that the white lion was coming.

"Why did you come here without accompanying the eldest brother?"

The white lion turned its head.

Nanyuan is already such a grown-up, what is there for him to be with? Naturally, Yaya is more important.

"Yaya hasn't checked out the room yet. I'll take you there. Our rooms are next to each other."

Chang Fang said, thinking that Shen Ya had not yet looked at her room.

Shen Ya and Chang Fang are the youngest on the entire boat.

Room for two people in the safest part of the hull.

The room is not big, but it has everything.

Nan Yuan was in the room, reading a book.

Hearing footsteps, I looked up and saw Shen Ya and Chang Fang walking past the window.

The spirit ship is so small and there’s nothing fun about it.

In addition, they would be staying on the boat for quite a long time, so the seniors from Changgui Sect started playing games.

The bet is spiritual flowers and fruits.

I don’t know if Shen Ya is in the novice protection period, but he didn’t lose many times after playing the game.

Won myself a bunch of spiritual fruits.

"Yaya is so lucky. If it happens again, I don't believe I will lose all my spiritual fruits."

Some people didn't believe it and pulled Shen Ya to try again.

Shen Ya didn't know how he won.

Anyway, there was a pile of spiritual fruits in front of her, and since senior brother from Changguimen still wanted to come, Shen Ya would play with him.

Because Shen Ya and Chang Fang also joined in the game, they played the simplest game, guessing the size.

The senior brother from Changgui Sect rolled out five, six, and six, thinking he had a sure win.

"I'm sure to win this time. With this number, Yaya, the chances of you winning are too small."

Unless Shen Ya can shake out three sixes, he will definitely win.

"Don't be too happy too soon. It's not like buds haven't emerged before."

Xun Lan has lost all her spiritual fruits and can now only watch from the sidelines.

"Senior sister, you look down on my luck. I don't believe Yaya can win everything today."

The young man was unhappy.

He has lost so many games before, it's time for him to win.

"I bet on Yaya to win."

Changfang unceremoniously demolished his own senior brother's plan.

All his spiritual fruits are now piled in front of Shen Ya.

"Hey, kid, can you please hope your senior brother is okay?"

The young man didn't dare to attack Xun Lan, but he was very rude to Chang Fang.

He pinched Changfang's face, squeezing him into a round and flat shape.

"I told the truth."

Chang Fang angrily slapped the young man's hand away.

Shen Ya has already grabbed the dice.

Three dice were a bit too many for her, so she had to use her other hand to grab all three dice.

That slightly clumsy posture is just adorable.

The dice were thrown down and rolled back and forth in the bowl.

A six.

Two sixes.

Three sixes.

Xun Lan really got it right.

Shen Ya could get three sixes with just one throw.

Feng Miao accepted the defeat and pushed all his remaining spiritual fruits in front of Shen Ya.

Except Shen Ya, no one else has spiritual fruit.

Is this over?

Looking at the pile of spiritual fruits in front of him, Shen Ya felt that he could not finish them even in ten days or half a month.

She took a few out and accepted them, "Senior Sister Xunlan, there are too many fruits. I can't finish them. You can share them."

"If you win, it's yours. We don't want it."

Xun Lan waved her hand, "We in Changgui Sect don't have much of anything, but we have a lot of spiritual fruits."

"Master prepared a lot of spiritual fruits for me when I came here. I want to eat the ones Master gave me first. These spiritual fruits will be kept for us to continue playing next time."

Since Shen Ya arrived in Linshan, he has never lacked food and clothing, and spiritual fruits are always available.

Since the little guy said so, Xun Lan let his fellow junior brothers and sisters divide the spiritual fruits.

"Next time you lose, we won't take your spiritual fruit."

"Uh-huh."

After the game was over, Shen Ya divided the fruit he had just taken out into four portions: one for himself, one for Bai Shi, one for Chang Fang, and the last for Nan Yuan.

Changfang was very happy and said that she had indeed made the right choice in identifying her sister.

Then he was captured by Xun Lan and taken to practice.

Shen Ya took Nan Yuan's share and went to find Nan Yuan.

Hearing the knock on the door, Nan Yuan said, "Come in."

The door was pushed open, and a small black head poked in from outside the door. The little tuft of hair on its head was the one that Wu Xun had pricked this morning.

"Junior Sister, do you have something to ask me?"

Nan Yuan put down the book and spoke first.

"I'm giving you some fruit. I won it just now."

Shen Ya handed Nan Yuan's portion of fruit to Nan Yuan.

Since they can be used as bets at will, the quality of these spiritual fruits is naturally not high.

Nan Yuan took a quick glance and saw that they were all first-grade spiritual fruits.

The lowest kind.

If someone else gave it to him, Nan Yuan would feel that person was humiliating him.

But the person who gave it to him was his junior sister.

Nan Yuan nodded slightly and took the fruits.

Shen Ya had been holding the spiritual fruit for a long time, and the peel still carried the warmth of her palm.

When it reached Nan Yuan's hands, the warmth seemed to follow and merge with his body temperature.

Nan Yuan bent his fingers slightly, as if curious about the unfamiliar temperature, "Thank you, Junior Sister."

"As long as Big Brother likes it."

Shen Ya came closer and whispered, "I picked the best ones and gave the others with damaged skin to others."

The little expression of offering treasure is as lively as it can be, like a clumsy and cunning fat cub.

Nan Yuan looked carefully at the fruits in his hand and found that there was really no sign of damage on the two fruits.

Seeing the white lion standing nearby, Nan Yuan asked again, "Is it the same for the white lion?"

The white lion's eyes widened.

[Are you trying to sow discord? How can you be so mean, old man? This is my little one, so I should give him the best.]

Nan Yuan didn't even look at the white lion, but looked at Shen Ya.

His expression softened a little, and his light-colored eyes were filled with a hint of warmth, diluting his original coldness.

Shen Ya didn't know that Bai Shi and Nan Yuan were talking.

He nodded as a matter of course, "I picked the best ones. The white lion is naturally good too."

The main dish is a bowl of water.

[This is the little guy I'm going to raise in the future, how could he be broken? Don't fight with me for it.]

The white lion warned Nanyuan.

Nan Yuan lifted a corner of his folded eyelids, [After you can talk to Junior Sister, come and snatch me away. ]