My Empress is My Bad Girl

"Senior Sister is a personal disciple, how can I compare."

"It's a lot of breaking the rules."

"...I didn't hear." Bell turned his head.

Toddlers see her like this, making it difficult.

She didn't want to pass the rope, and Bell refused to give her a token to give her food.

It is even more impossible to ask her to cook.

Suddenly Zhang Lichen's voice came from a distance: "Children."

The child hurriedly responded, "Master, the disciple is here."

"You go to Xinglintang and bring me the herbs back for your teacher."

"What herb?"

"You know when you go."

"Can you let other outer disciples send it?"

"Isn't it good for me to choose someone else to be my disciple?"

"... disciple, go now!"

The child touched his pocket, but couldn't find the towel, and looked back at the master.

Zhang Lichen also lost his temper, and threw his own to her: "Go and come back quickly, don't be greedy."

The toddler bit the bullet and greeted the bell: "Little bell, let's go together."

Ling Dang has always been used to coming and going freely. After being frightened by children, she shivered a bit, but her natural docile personality made her never say anything to her disciples.

She nodded: "Yes, Senior Sister."

When she came, she was holding the food container basket in one hand and the other in her hand.

Now she slung the basket on her arm, clutching the towel tightly with both hands.

Zhang Lichen glanced at the child.

The child chuckled, his heart shook, and grabbed the towel and hung it on the rope.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!"

In the next instant, she flew out.

The screams echoed in the valley.

The bell fell to the ground first, patted his chest, and took a breath: "It's okay, it's okay." Turning to look at the baby, "Sister, are you okay?"

The toddler dropped to the ground, let go, and sighed, "Life is so exciting every day."

I walked it by myself, but I'm not too scared.

The distance is not too far, with her arm strength, she will never be unable to bear letting go.

She was just worried about the quality of the rope.

The final calendar is battered by wind and rain, if one day breaks...

The child didn't dare to imagine the scene, shook his head quickly, and secretly decided to learn the Piaoyun sword technique early, then he would go home and leave this abnormal place.

She clapped her hands and said, "Go to eat first, where is the dining hall?"

Bell said with a smile: "I will take the senior sister over."

The child followed her to a three-story wooden building with the word "Shantang" written at the door, and disciples came and went from time to time.

"Senior Sister, this is it, let's go in."

"okay."

The toddler can smell the scent of food in his nose and can't wait to walk in.

It was quite spacious inside, and all those who ate around the table were outer disciples in blue shirts.

Bell said softly: "Sister, this floor is for the outer disciples, and the second floor is for the inner disciples. You are a personal disciple, and on the top floor, there is a special cook who cooks for you."

"Let's go then." The child took the bell in his hand and led her up the stairs.

Unexpectedly, within two steps, he was stopped by a few inner disciples wearing green clothes.

Three men and two women were standing on the stairs, looking down at the toddler and the bell, with arrogant expressions.

"The lowly outer disciple dare to come upstairs?"

When the disciples of the outer door on the first floor heard these words, they all glared.

But he dared not speak.

Piaoyunzhuang has a strict hierarchy, and if there is disrespect, the punishment is severe.

This also caused all the disciples to learn martial arts desperately, wanting to rise to the next level.

Bell hurriedly lowered his head and said in a low voice, "Sorry, sister, I was wrong."

"I'm sorry, I want to go there?" The female disciple sneered, "Do you understand our Piaoyunzhuang rules?"