Everyone's discussion suddenly stopped, and several people glanced at Liu Xiaolu with some curiosity or provocation. After seeing the speaker clearly, they started talking one after another.

Luo Lin was obviously a little stunned, but he quickly turned around, forced a smile in the direction of the sound, and walked towards Liu Xiaolu's table.

Liu Xiaolu took Luo Lin and sat down at the table. The Zhang brothers looked at each other and said nothing. Senior brother Wu still sat aside and took a nap. Wang Xiaobao and Mo Xiaoyuan were not focused on anything else, just eating.

Only Senior Sister Sun smiled good-naturedly and said hello to Luo Lin.

Luo Lin had always been a well-behaved, sensible, diligent and studious disciple in front of his master and brothers. However, it was precisely because he spent most of his time practicing behind closed doors that he had little contact with other disciples. Suddenly, he and so many people surrounded him.

Sitting at the same table can't help but seem a little awkward.

"Who is that? Why are you hanging out with that illegitimate child?" someone in the crowd asked.

"Hey, don't you know? That is Liu Xiaolu, who became his direct disciple through some back door some time ago." Another voice came from the side, his tone full of disdain.

"I heard that she had just passed the entry test, but three months after entering the school, she used some method to get in touch with Master Hu and suddenly became Master Hu's personal disciple."

"Tsk, this is really..."

Luo Lin sat silently next to Liu Xiaolu, with his eyes lowered, the tips of his ears slightly red, his thick long eyelashes trembling slightly, his lips pursed, and his small face tightened.

Liu Xiaolu patted Luo Lin's hand, as if he didn't care about the discussion behind him, "What are you doing standing around? Today's meal is so rich, hurry up and eat."

Luo Lin raised his head and glanced at Liu Xiaolu apologetically, wanting to say something, but as soon as he opened his mouth, a large, fragrant flower roll was stuffed into his mouth.

"Well..."

"What a big deal it is to eat your food. Let them decide, we have a lot of meat." Liu Xiaolu took a bite of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in his hand, looking nonchalant.

Luo Lin's cheeks were bulging, his delicate eyebrows were raised like a frightened beast, and his beautiful eyes were wide and round.

The instigator on the other side didn't feel there was anything wrong with his behavior at all, and was still eating the cakes attentively, "After all, being a direct disciple with five taels of silver a month is not something anyone can become if they want to, don't you think?"

Luo Lin finally swallowed the food in his mouth. Before he could speak, another tender and juicy braised chicken leg was stuffed into his mouth.

"???"

"Oh, eat more, eat more, you will lose weight. Although you practice hard, you have to pay attention to your health." Liu Xiaolu finished the osmanthus cake in his hand and grabbed two large chicken drumsticks from the table.

One was put into his own mouth, and the other was put into Luo Lin's mouth.

Luo Lin couldn't laugh or cry as he watched Liu Xiaolu, who had already eaten and his mouth was full of oil, feed him like crazy in a serious manner.

After finally pulling out the big chicken leg from his mouth, Luo Lin quickly turned his body to the other side.

Really afraid of this girl, Luo Lin said helplessly: "Xiaolu, there are differences between men and women. It's very rude of you to do this."

"Excuse me?" Liu Xiaolu tilted his head, stopped his somewhat bold chewing action, put his face in front of Luo Lin, and asked in a serious tone, "Xiao Lin, are you angry?"

"This...that's not the case."

Liu Xiaolu's face was very close to him, and the breath that smelled like drumsticks in his mouth almost sprayed onto Luo Lin's face as he spoke.

Luo Lin's face suddenly burned up, and a few traces of red rose up on his snow-white and tender skin. He quickly moved his chair and sat further away.

"Pfft." Seeing Luo Lin's embarrassed look, several people at the table couldn't help laughing.

Liu Xiaolu turned his head and looked at the people who were laughing with some confusion, "What are you laughing at? Is it that funny?"

"Ahem." Wang Xiaobao cleared his throat and tried his best to put on a serious and upright face, "The Book of Rites also says that men and women have different meals and meals for seven years. There are so many disciples in our sect, both men and women. When will

I have paid attention to these statements. Since we have joined the sect and are sons and daughters of the world, why should we stick to these rotten trivial matters."

"So, is this rude?" Liu Xiaolu frowned, obviously not understanding what Wang Xiaobao said.

"No shouting, no shouting! We are all brothers in the same discipline, there is nothing rude or not!" Wang Xiaobao shook his head like a rattle, and after speaking, he hurriedly immersed himself in eating.

Forget it, just let them mess around. Looking at the two people in front of him, Luo Lin rolled his eyes, finally showed a smile, stopped arguing, and concentrated on eating.

The unpleasant episode that just happened was quickly ignored by everyone. Everyone gathered around the dining table to eat the New Year’s Eve dinner. Whether it was the young new disciples or the older brothers and sisters, everyone’s faces were full of smiles.

Everyone was smiling, and the entire dining hall was filled with a cheerful New Year atmosphere.

After dinner, the crowd dispersed, and the disciples who had finished their dinner left the dining hall one after another.

Liu Xiaolu glanced at the door again, his tone a little disappointed, "Senior Brother Feiyun won't be back today either?"

"Well, Master..." Luo Lin suddenly stopped mid-sentence, and seemed to realize that there were other people around him. He thought for a while and then continued, "Senior brother has already returned to the sect last month.

, brought back a lot of medicinal materials. I heard that the last two medicinal materials were not found, so it was delayed for a lot of days."

"So that's it. I hope Senior Brother Feiyun can find the medicinal materials smoothly and come back soon."

I don’t know what kind of rare medicinal materials Brother Feiyun has been looking for for several months but still hasn’t found. Liu Xiaolu couldn’t help but think of her master. Master Hu had not given any guidance on her cultivation for more than ten days in a row. Occasionally,

When I go to the pharmacy to get medicinal materials and pass through the back hall, I can always hear a muffled cough coming from Hu Feng's main room.

Thinking of Master Hu Feng's increasingly weak body, the two of them felt depressed, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little dull.

"Eh? Why didn't that guy Liu Xingyu come?" Liu Xiaolu noticed the change in Luo Lin's mood and steeled himself to change the topic.

Mo Xiaoyuan on the side touched his chubby belly and said, "In the afternoon, I saw Senior Brother Liu being sent to the library to clean up by Elder Wu. Hey, he alone will probably have to clean it up until tomorrow morning.

.”

Then he whispered in a low voice, "Elder Wu is too vindictive. The person who stole his sweetheart was Senior Brother Liu and his father, not Senior Brother Liu. As for bullying people like this."

Mo Xiaoyuan spoke not loudly, so only a few people at the same table could hear him.

Everyone didn't take it seriously, but Luo Lin pursed his lips, as if thinking of Liu Xingyu's tragic life experience of losing both his parents like himself, he couldn't help but retort: ​​"What's wrong with your sweetheart? Don't listen to those boring people."

There they spread lies and make up nonsense."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's attention was instantly attracted. Elder Wu didn't like Liu Xingyu, which was no secret on Bright Moon Peak.

Elder Wu has never concealed his prejudice against Liu Xingyu. Any job that has to go through his hands, as long as it can make money or get in touch with the high-level leaders of the sect, Liu Xingyu will never go to Liu Xingyu; but if there is any dirty or tiring work or good things

For other thankless tasks, Liu Xingyu must have been the one to do it.

But when you think about it, Liu Xingyu is only a teenager, and Elder Wu is already very old. It seems that the two of them have little chance of making a big fuss. This made everyone puzzled and also gave rise to many speculations.

, gradually the idea that Liu’s father fought for love with a sword spread out from nowhere, and even many people who heard the news thought it was quite reasonable. The two parties involved avoided talking about the matter, and that was it.
Chapter completed!