The Villain Husband is Online to Raise the Ginseng

Liu Ningning looked up and scanned around, but she couldn't tell which direction or who it came from that intimidating glance just now.

Wen Ling was ruled out by Liu Ningning early on.

After all, according to Wen Ling's relationship, even if she is a three-spirit root, she will not be thrown to the outer door.

It's not like her, she obviously has three spiritual roots, which can be regarded as a bit of talent, but she still has to be thrown to the outer door honestly.

There is no place for her talent and spiritual roots in the inner sect.

Liu Ningning felt that if Wen Ling was replaced by the three spiritual roots, he might have already entered Danfeng's inner sect.

After all, he has a background, the adopted daughter of the peak master.

Liu Ningning didn't like Wen Ling, one was because she liked Song Fenglin, and the other was because she was jealous of Wen Ling's status and background.

If she has such a background...

Every time Liu Ningning thinks of this point, he can't wait to grit his little white teeth.

After excluding Wen Ling, I looked at the outer disciples in the canteen, because they were all dressed in uniform and did not wear white clothes, so it could be seen that no inner disciples came to eat.

So, who could it be?

If anyone has this ability, why should they stay at the outer door?

Could it be that some demons have sneaked into the sect?

Realizing this, Liu Ningning shuddered, feeling that she was thinking too much, and she immediately dismissed it.

Start looking for the target again.

She used to be so close to the truth, so close that she could touch it as soon as she stretched out her hand.

It's a pity that in the end, it drifted away, and there was no way to know all this.

After Rong Zixian glanced at it, he calmly withdrew his gaze.

In front of Wen Ling, or in front of everyone, he is still the silent, withdrawn and even somewhat out-of-group outer disciple.

"Eat this, it tastes very good." Wen Ling's taste is light, so the food he ordered was more green, and he also specially ordered Rong Zixian's favorite cauliflower.

Right now, this is what Rong Zixian caught.

Rong Zixian didn't really think that he liked any dish, not to mention he already had bigu, if it wasn't for pretending to look like something, he wouldn't even want to eat these ordinary things.

As for liking cauliflower, it is just Rong Zixian's weakness that he wants to expose to others.

One has to be a little bit weaker, less invulnerable, less unfathomable, less attention-grabbing.

It seems that he has shaped his image very well now. Although he is taciturn, he has his own preferences and habits.

Thinking about it carefully, he is just an ordinary person, nothing special, after a long time, when others understand it, they will not be too guarded against themselves.

At this time, looking at the dishes that Wen Ling brought over, coupled with the little girl's smiling eyebrows, Rong Zixian suddenly felt that the cauliflower actually looked pretty good.

If Wen Ling thinks he likes it, then he can like it.

Anyway, these things, in his eyes, are just ordinary things with no taste or use.

One more bite and one less bite has no effect.

If I can make the little girl happy because of this...

When he realized what he was thinking, Rong Zixian was actually stunned.

It never occurred to him before that he still needs to please others.

Even the current Demon King, his biological father, still needs to act according to his face, let alone other people?

The people of the demon clan are all afraid of him, afraid of him, they don't need it at all, and it's not worth his trouble to please him.

As for these decent people?

Please them?

Have a good dream, there is everything in it.

But now, he subconsciously wants to please a soft and delicate little girl.