The Demon God is coming: Brother, come to fight

Chapter 11
"Get up!" Xiao Luo was worried that he had no chance to express himself, so he immediately used the volley technique to soar into the air, and at the same time used the imperial object technique to firmly hold the bowl that hadn't landed in time, and then returned it to the third senior brother: "Third senior brother , take it."

"Oh my god! I don't want to live anymore. Who are these people? I just got the formula yesterday, and today I know how to volley. I think I have practiced volley for half a year." Brother Eight leaned back, The look of life is loveless.

A flash of sword light passed by Lu Shu, and the eighth senior brother jumped up immediately.

"Get up, look at your appearance, it's really embarrassing. What do you all know? You don't know, the junior sister practiced for a whole night last night, and she didn't come back until dawn. Although the junior sister is talented, but People are also much more diligent than you.

And yesterday, my master and I were not at Lingbo Peak, and my junior sister had no one to guide me. This volleying technique was discovered by my own, and don't forget, my junior sister has not yet received the baptism of Xianlu. Wait until a few days later, In the grand ceremony of accepting new talents, the little junior sister was baptized by the fairy dew and shed her mortal body. That is the real future that is immeasurable! " Lu Shu said proudly, as if the person he was talking about was himself.

"Eldest brother, junior sister is so powerful, so do you think junior brother Xuanwu is more powerful, or junior sister Xiao Luo is more powerful?" Third senior brother said without thinking it was a big deal while watching the excitement.

"Haha~ Right, Junior Brother, tell me, do you think Junior Sister is more powerful or you are more powerful in the future!" Eighth Senior Brother also joined in the fun and said.

Xuanwu walked into the room coolly, took his seat, drank a mouthful of porridge, took a bite of steamed buns, and ate a mouthful of pickled vegetables, then put down his chopsticks and said, "I only know that my junior sister cooks better than me. sharp!"

"I'm full. I'm off to practice swords in the back mountain. Brothers, eat more." Xuanwu left gracefully after speaking.

"What do you mean?" Eleventh brother looked at this and then that in confusion, and finally took a mouthful of hot porridge, swallowed it with difficulty, then took a bite of steamed buns, and said vaguely: "Okay Eat, delicious, senior brother, I'm leaving first, Senior Brother Xuanfeng still has a lot of things to do, so I'm leaving first."

"Oh! You go." Lu Shu looked at Eleven who left in a hurry, and then at Xiao Luo.

Xiao Luo was also looking at Eleventh Brother, and finally everyone turned their attention to today's breakfast.

"Brothers, why don't you eat it! If you don't eat it, it will be cold." Xiao Luo sat on his seat, resting his chin on his hands, and looked at everyone quietly.

"Eat, eat, eat! Hurry up, Junior Sister cooks for herself, look at this steamed bun, it looks delicious at first glance," Lu Shu was most appreciative, and took a bite.

"Brother, how is it?" Xiao Luo looked at Lu Shu expectantly.

Lu Shu didn't want to disappoint Xiao Luo, so he quickly swallowed the steamed buns in his mouth, and said, "It's delicious, but it's too dry to eat just steamed buns. Senior brother, try your porridge."

"Look, my little junior sister's porridge is so rotten, it must be delicious." After taking a mouthful of porridge, Lu Shu suddenly coughed.

"Eldest brother, what's wrong with you." Xiao Luo asked with concern.

Lu Shu's heart warmed up: "It's okay, I just got burned, it's okay, I'll try some pickles!"

"Well, it's good, it's good, it's delicious, everyone eat more, and don't disappoint the little junior sister." After Lu Shu finished eating, he called the other juniors to eat.

Xiao Luo saw that other people were eating happily, and he also had an appetite. After filling a bowl of porridge, he planned to start eating.

Lu Shu quickly snatched it up: "Little sister, I like this porridge, so give this bowl to senior brother."

After talking about Lu Shu, he gulped down the porridge, and the others looked at Lu Shu with admiration.

Xiao Luo didn't feel right, so he picked up pickles with his chopsticks.

The third senior brother flew over with an imperial object technique, and the pickles were taken away on a plate.

"Little sister, Third Senior Brother's table of pickles is not enough to eat, so give this to Third Senior Brother." Third Senior Brother looked at Xiao Luo with cold sweat on his face.

Lu Shu secretly gave the third senior brother a thumbs up.

Xiao Luo patted the table and got up, said with a smile: "Don't grab it, there are still some in the kitchen, I'll go and bring some more, since you all like to eat, then eat them all."

"Ah~ come on, little junior sister."

Xiao Luo turned around, took advantage of everyone's inattention, reached out to take a steamed bun, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Everyone swallowed wildly and looked at Xiao Luo.

Xiao Luo pursed his mouth, with an expression of about to cry: "What is this?"

"Steamed buns!" Everyone said in unison.

"This is an uncooked steamed bun with dead noodles." Xiao Luo held the steamed bun in his hand, and his eyes fell on the porridge and pickles on the table.

Lu Shu stood in front of Xiao Luo and shook his head desperately: "Little sister, be good, let's not eat, okay?"

"Get out of the way!" Xiao Luo pushed Lu Shu away and took a mouthful of porridge, the salty and bitter taste made Xiao Luo's face turn dark instantly.

Take another bite of pickles, what a strange smell it is!

Xiao Luo looked at Lu Shu and the senior brothers with a guilty face: "I'm sorry, I'm all Xuanwu, he hurt me! It must be him! I'll go find him!"

Lu Shu grabbed Xiao Luo: "Junior Junior Sister, it's okay, you can learn if you don't know how to cook, seniors are not afraid to eat what you cook."

"Yeah!" The others nodded quickly.

"Eldest brother, you have to believe me, Xuanwu really hurt me, no matter how stupid I am, I won't put salt in the porridge!" Seeing that no one believed her words, Xiao Luo wanted to cry instantly, Xuanwu, It must be you.

He was sure that Xuanwu must be retaliating against him because he punished him at the Immortal Bodhi Tree. No wonder Xuanwu was so talkative in the morning that he let her stay in the kitchen and let her handle the cooking the whole time.

"Okay, okay, big brother believes in you, it's all Xuanwu, it's all Xuanwu." Lu Shu comforted Xiao Luo perfunctorily.

"I'm going to find Xuanwu!" Xiao Luo was angry, and said bitterly, then used the volley technique, and went away against the sky!

"Junior Sister, come back quickly, that guy Xuanwu, you can't beat him now." Lu Shu shouted anxiously.

"I don't care, if he dares to hit me, I will, I will, I will bite him!" Xiao Luo became furious and vowed to show Xuanwu a good look.

"Xuanwu, you are shameless

! "Before Xiao Luoren arrived, his voice came first.

Xuanwu stopped the sword in his hand, looked at Xiao Luo who was already in a state of rampage, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

"Did Junior Sister go to the wrong place?" Xuanwu returned the sword, quietly waiting for Xiao Luo.

Xiao Luo landed neatly, pointing at Xuanwu bitterly: "Xuanwu, you did it on purpose, didn't you?"

"Junior Sister, Senior Brother doesn't understand what Junior Sister is talking about." Xuan Wu smiled slightly and stood quietly.

"Okay, pretend to be confused, then tell me what you added to my pickles, when did you add so much salt to my porridge, and what happened to the steamed buns What?" Xiao Luo asked in bewilderment.

(End of this chapter)