He paused for a moment and then said: "Disciple, go check it out right now."

The Grand Master nodded slightly: "After all, these disciples are of a humble nature and need to eat whole grains from the human world. Finding a few good cooks to take care of the meals can also allow them to concentrate on practicing and doing things."

"Yes." Zisang Hewan nodded in agreement.

But in my heart, I was wondering that Master, who usually pays no attention to such noisy matters, suddenly became concerned about the meals of those low-ranking disciples...

"Master, this disciple is also good at cooking. What does the master want to eat? Disciple, do it." It was a rare opportunity to honor the master, so Zi Sang Hewan quickly recommended himself.

The Grand Master's eyes flashed slightly: "Are you good at cooking?"

"Disciple usually likes to make some food. It can be regarded as a small hobby. I should be able to try it. What kind of food does Master like to eat?"

Zi Sang Hewan's eyes were slightly bright.

The Grand Master pondered for a moment: "Let's make some sweet snacks and bring them over."

After another pause: "Can you make bamboo tube rice dumplings?"

Master actually loves sweets?!

Zi Sang Hewan was really a little surprised and nodded hurriedly: "Yes, yes."

"Well, then send a few up." The Grand Master ordered.

"Yes." Zi Sang Hewan agreed and was about to leave when he suddenly thought of something and reported in a hurry: "By the way, master, the younger sister wants the disciple to take her down to have a look and familiarize herself with the terrain of Luojia Mountain...

"

The Great Imperial Master stood at the railing, his dark jade eyes glanced outside the garden, and he said nothing for a while.

Zi Sang Hewan couldn't figure out what his master was thinking. Seeing that he was silent, he didn't dare to ask any more questions. He lowered his head and said, "The disciple is going down."

Turn around and leave.

……………………

Luo Qingyu used his internal energy seven or eight times and looked into the garden seven or eight times.

What exactly did the Great Imperial Master want to order Zi Sang Hewan?

What took so long?!

She was getting a little impatient when she suddenly saw a blue shadow flash at the door of the courtyard, and finally saw Zi Sang Hewan coming out with fluttering clothes.

She was overjoyed and jumped up. Suddenly she felt dizzy. She staggered, slipped and almost fell.

"Be careful." A voice as clear as jade sounded in her ears. Her waist tightened, and a force of void swept her away. Her body was like a light cloud, swaying for a moment before she finally stood firm.

Luo Qingyu stroked his forehead, and the dizziness finally passed.

Why is there an additional problem of dizziness for no reason?

Hmm, maybe it’s just that I’ve been practicing my luck for too long...

She shook her head, glanced sideways at Zi Sang Hewan, and smiled: "Senior brother Xiang Wan, thank you."

She was wearing a pink dress at this time, her long black hair was casually draped, hanging straight down her waist, her moist eyes were bright and bright, and her red lips were like red lips. Perhaps it was because of the luck she had just gained, her delicate and white cheeks appeared

A rouge-like blush appears.

It's delicate and innocent yet has a mysterious charm that makes people almost unable to take their eyes away.

Just now, Sang Hewan had helped her with his sleeve, and there was no skin-to-skin contact with her. Now, under her eyes, he couldn't help but blush again: "No... you're welcome."

He paused for a moment and then said: "Disciple, go check it out right now."

The Grand Master nodded slightly: "After all, these disciples are of a humble nature and need to eat whole grains from the human world. Finding a few good cooks to take care of the meals can also allow them to concentrate on practicing and doing things."

"Yes." Zisang Hewan nodded in agreement.

But I was wondering in my heart that Master usually doesn't care about such noisy things, but now he suddenly cares about the meals of those low-ranking disciples...

"Master, this disciple is also good at cooking. What does the master want to eat? Disciple, do it." It was a rare opportunity to honor the master, so Zi Sang Hewan quickly recommended himself.

The Grand Master's eyes flashed slightly: "Are you good at cooking?"

"Disciple usually likes to make some food. It can be regarded as a small hobby. I should be able to try it. What kind of food does Master like to eat?"

Zi Sang Hewan's eyes were slightly bright.

The Grand Master pondered for a moment: "Let's make some sweet snacks and bring them over."

After another pause: "Can you make bamboo tube rice dumplings?"

Master actually loves sweets?!

Zi Sang Hewan was really a little surprised and nodded hurriedly: "Yes, yes."

"Well, then send a few up." The Grand Master ordered.

"Yes." Zi Sang Hewan agreed and was about to leave when he suddenly thought of something and reported in a hurry: "By the way, master, the younger sister wants the disciple to take her down to have a look and familiarize herself with the terrain of Luojia Mountain...

"

The Great Imperial Master stood at the railing, his dark jade eyes glanced outside the garden, and he said nothing for a while.

Zi Sang Hewan couldn't figure out what his master was thinking. Seeing that he was silent, he didn't dare to ask any more questions. He lowered his head and said, "The disciple is going down."

Turn around and leave.

……………………

Luo Qingyu used his internal energy seven or eight times and looked into the garden seven or eight times.

What exactly did the Great Imperial Master want to order Zi Sang Hewan?

What took so long?!

She was getting a little impatient when she suddenly saw a blue shadow flash at the door of the courtyard, and finally saw Zi Sang Hewan coming out with fluttering clothes.

She was overjoyed and jumped up. Suddenly she felt dizzy. She staggered, slipped and almost fell.

"Be careful." A voice as clear as jade sounded in her ears. Her waist tightened, and a force of void swept her away. Her body was like a light cloud, swaying for a moment before she finally stood firm.

Luo Qingyu stroked his forehead, and the dizziness finally passed.

Why is there an additional problem of dizziness for no reason?

Hmm, maybe it’s just that I’ve been practicing my luck for too long...

She shook her head, glanced sideways at Zi Sang Hewan, and smiled: "Senior brother Xiang Wan, thank you."

She was wearing a pink dress at this time, her long black hair was casually draped, hanging straight down her waist, her moist eyes were bright and bright, and her red lips were like red lips. Perhaps it was because of the luck she had just gained, her delicate and white cheeks appeared

A rouge-like blush appears.

It's delicate and innocent yet has a mysterious charm that makes people almost unable to take their eyes away.

Just now, Sang Hewan had helped her with his sleeve, and there was no skin-to-skin contact with her. Now, under her eyes, he couldn't help but blush again: "No... you're welcome."

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