I advise madmen to be good people

What?

A traitor from the Demon Sect who stole and ran away?

My train of thought was suddenly disrupted by Ming Yixin's words.

Can there be such a statement?

"If you weren't a traitor, why would you hide your name and hide in Yuanhezong's outer gate for a whole year without doing anything?"

As Ming Yixin said, he put the sword back into its sheath and threw it back to me.

"I thought you had a bad brain, but it seems that you are very wise and stupid. In order to avoid the pursuit of the Demon Sect, you hid in a place that they couldn't guess even if they tried their best. This kind of cleverness is not something ordinary people can have."

Is that so?

I was taken aback, feeling like I was about to be convinced by him.

"So, I can be regarded as abandoning the dark and turning to the bright?"

Ming Yixin raised his eyebrows, and laughed, with a slight mocking coldness.

"Don't talk about the past, just take what you've seen and heard today, do you still think Yuan Hezong is the Ming?"

I remembered the bad things at the banquet, and fell silent.

Yuan Hezong bears the golden signboard of the No.1 gate in the world. It looks glamorous and dignified, but the inside is also full of undercurrents and chaos. Compared with the notorious Demon Gate, it is really hard to say who is better. who is darker.

"Sovereign, have you ever thought about drastically changing the current situation and making Yuanhezong a decent sect worthy of its name?"

I know that my life experience is insufficient, and the words I said are very naive and idealistic, but for some reason, I just want to say it to Ming Yixin.

To my surprise, Ming Yixin didn't sniff or sneer, he looked into my eyes with a very calm tone.

"Yuan Hezong has been established for more than a hundred years, and its internal affairs have long been intertwined and divided into different forces. Although I am the master of a sect, in the eyes of those old people, I am just a young child. I sit on the topmost position like a god. If I really reach out to touch their interests, they will think of all ways to kill me and set up a new puppet master. My father has been in power for more than [-] years. I can change the slightest, and now I want to break the situation, it is not easy."

The situation turned out to be worse than I imagined.

I bit my lip and stayed for a while, then suddenly remembered something important.

"Then what I said today about how to deal with Qin Dian and the others, and the matter of re-selecting inner disciples, did they also affect their interests?"

Ming Yixin propped his face sideways with his hands, and uttered a few words leisurely.

"What do you say?"

"Then why didn't you stop me?" I asked anxiously, "Will they hold a grudge because of this and do something unfavorable to you?"

"Are you worried about me?"

Ming Yi smiled inexplicably: "Why? Could it be that he likes me?"

"no!"

I immediately denied it, but my ears felt a little hot.

"Sect Master, you took me outside today to show such a big face. Now the entire sect knows that we are the relationship between the gold master and the dog legs. If something happens to you, can I still run away?"

"Gold master, and, dog legs?"

Ming Yixin mulled these two words in his mouth for a while, but he didn't know where to poke his smile, and he fell on the brocade pillow and laughed loudly.

"Dogleg, hahaha, that's a good name, I'll call you that from now on, hahaha..." No, isn't your focus a bit too skewed?

"I'm just making an analogy, and I didn't ask you to name me blindly."

"What? You don't like the name dogleg?" Ming Yixin said, "Then, is it called dogleg?"

My face was darkened.

"No, don't call me a dogleg."

"Puppy?"

"no!"

"Calf?"

"No, no!"

I'm almost going crazy, if I can't beat Ming Yixin, I really want to sew his mouth up with a needle and thread.

"That's the end of the chatter, sleep!"

"What is this?" Ming Yixin ignored my words about sleeping, and picked up the paper bag holding the red bean cake.

"I saw the kid at the outer door talking with you there, and gave this to you. Is it some kind of treasure?"

"It's not a baby."

I took it from him angrily, opened the paper bag and said, "This is the red bean cake that Liu Zhixin made for me. It is said that I used to love it very much."

"Ah."

Ming Yi snorted coldly.

"You can eat such inferior things. I don't think you need to learn anything else. It's important to learn bigu first, so you don't have to bother to eat these messy things anymore."

"I do not want."

I said: "Eating is one of the easiest things to achieve happiness. Why give up? Like today's delicious food, the suzerain, you don't even have a bite, don't you think it's a pity?"

"pity?"

Ming Yi said coldly: "If one day, everyone you meet may have evil intentions against you, and your food and drink may be poisoned, it will be the fairy banquet in the fairyland in the sky. In front of you, you won’t feel any pity if you don’t eat it.”

When I thought of his situation, I choked up, but I still felt a little unconvinced.

"Everything can't be said too absolutely. After all, there are still good people in the world. For example, even if the whole world wants to harm you, at least I will never poison you."

Ming Yixin looked at me, the coldness on his face faded away, the corners of his brows and eyes softened again, after a leisurely stretch, he patted the pillow.

"It's too late, puppy legs, come to bed."

"Don't call me a dog leg!"

······It is probably because I was really tired today, and fell asleep when I touched the pillow, so that I completely forgot the fact that there was another person on the bed. When I woke up in the morning, I was already in a large horizontal position. Lying in the middle, stretching his arms and legs to his heart's content, almost occupying the entire bed.

I have to say, this bed is really comfortable, as soft as cotton, much better than the Simmons I used to sleep on, and I can even smell a faint scent when lying on it, which tickles the craving in my stomach. Insects are drooling.

It's really advanced, and the incense can also be made into a gourmet flavor.

I took another two breaths of aroma, but felt that something was wrong.

The smell didn't seem to come from the bed, but from the table not far from me.

There is something to eat!

With a movement of the tip of my nose, I opened my eyes suddenly, and a carp straightened up and sat up.

really.

On the Eight Immortals table next to the bed, a neat table of breakfast had already been set up at some point, and there was a small stove in the middle, with a beautiful purple casserole on top, which was bubbling with steam, as if porridge was being cooked inside.

Didn't it mean that Zhengxinju doesn't have any ingredients? Where did these come from?Could it be that there is a snail girl?

There was no sign of Ming Yixin in the room, I was hungry, and I didn't care to think about it, so I jumped off the bed and ran to the table in a few steps.

The crystal-clear shrimp dumplings, the soft and attractive sesame cakes, the sweet glutinous rice cakes... There are also many dim sums that I can't name, in short, four words, dazzling.

I picked up the chopsticks and stuffed a piece of shrimp dumpling into my mouth, squinting my eyes happily.

What a great way to start a day with delicious food.