Spiritual power from all directions gathered in the restaurant, traveling around Liao Xingchen's side at a speed that was beyond the reach of the naked eye.

The spiritual power was abundant, hovering wantonly, and Ling Feng next to him operated spiritual power to regulate breathing, and as soon as he was released slightly, he was attracted and taken away by Liao Xingchen in front of him.

I had no choice but to withdraw my hand hastily and give up pranayama.

The egg fried rice on the bar is already cold, and although no one is in the mood to eat it, Yidu can't take it back.

One is that recycling leftovers is a problem, and the other is the rules of the store.

He took it back, and these people were about to be blacklisted.

Yi Du was depressed and made a pho skin, cultivating or something, it looked terrifying, and he knew that it wouldn't be too uncomfortable when he looked at Liao Xingchen's heart-rending appearance.

Since those people left, there has been no business in the restaurant.

The black clouds outside just started and didn't know how long it would last, Yi Du looked at the slow progress bar, and didn't know for a moment whether it was better to pass the time and continue to practice, or... Don't practice your hands... Slow down the upgrade...

Whether to cultivate or not is indeed a question.

The group of people who had just been hit had already disappeared in front of the tree, leaving only a few particularly eye-catching pools of blood on the ground, still warm.

"This hurts... No more than a quarter of an hour. ”

The white-bearded old man reached out and touched it, and he could still feel a little warmth between his fingers.

Looking at the hurried and messy footprints on the ground, the half-panned eyes looked in the opposite direction. Not far away, there is a small shop with a fluorescent sign standing motionless above the roof.

There are only two expensive menus with a long list of no-lists.

"Cloud Academy...

Yunqi Academy..."

The old man thought for a moment, but he flew forward, landed at the door of the restaurant, and walked in.

"Division... Master?!"

Tang Yuan sat bored, and inadvertently glanced at it, and saw the white-bearded old man who walked away at the door, dressed in a white crane red robe, with an ink hairpin in his hair bun, who is it not his master?!

"Master, why are you here?"

Tang Yuan jumped off the stool, ran to the old man's side happily and aggrieved, pouted, and tears were about to fall in an instant.

"Master, you're here..."

"Hmm. ”

The old man nodded and rubbed Tang Yuan's little head as a sign of comfort.

"Master"

"Master"

"Well, you guys have worked hard, how is Xingchen?" The old man looked at it a few times, these people were intact, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at Liao Xingchen on the ground and asked.

Ling Feng got up and muttered, "Senior brother, he's okay, no one has bothered him for half an hour, it's just... The thunder never fell that day. ”

The old man nodded, "It's like this during the rotation period, don't worry, the spiritual power here is acceptable, just wait for the spiritual power to gather into a heavenly thunder." ”

After speaking, he glanced at Ling Feng a few times comfortingly, and he didn't even ignore it with Qiyue, and he was bored and listened to the sound, and sat at the door in front of the cooking table and took a look.

This Master... Looks but good.

"Ling Feng is this injured?" the old man asked.

"No, no. Ling Feng subconsciously shook his head, and after thinking for a moment, he explained everything that had just happened in a regular manner.

The neglected Yi Du listened quietly, feeling that this ancient master and apprentice still paid attention to etiquette and was quite exquisite, but it was a bit of a response to the old saying, one day is a teacher and a father is lifelong.

"Well, Master knows. ”

The old man patted Ling Feng's shoulder, walked through the bar and looked over, his right arm was half-bent in front of his chest, and his left hand was behind his back.

Yi Du came back to his senses, coughed lightly and stood up, and said in a voice, "Hello Venerable. ”

The honorifics of the younger generation are for courtesy.

"Hehe, hello, the old man first took the disciples to thank this boss, the difficulty of crossing the catastrophe is difficult to find in a lifetime, and the luck of the stars is to meet the help of the Venerable.

In Xia Nai Xingchen and the master of several of their juniors, Zhu Cang, the dean of the inner courtyard of the sword master of Yunhai School, if there is anything in the future, you can come to Yunhai to find me with this token. ”

The old man had a loving face, a wide forehead, long ears and a thick nose, and his eyes curved into a smile when he spoke.

"Don't dare, don't dare, it's just a gesture. ”

Yi Du smiled and hurriedly pushed the token back.

The complicated pattern is a little heavy, although he wants to put it in his hand and study it for a day and a half, but in the end, he didn't help anything except borrow the power of the system.

"In the degree of ease, the ease of easy, the degree of measurement, Mr. Zhu calls my real name. ”

"This gift is really too valuable, Mr. Zhu might as well take it back. ”

"In addition, the store has rules, and it will not accept anyone's extra things, I have received your wishes, the small shop has been open, and there are neighbors on the left and right. ”

"Uh... Hehe. Zhu Cang nodded and smiled when he heard this, looking at Yi Du's embarrassed and serious expression, becoming more and more satisfied.

"Although the store is small, it has a bottom line, and the young man is extraordinary. ”

Yi Du scratched his head and smiled a little crampedly, this feeling seemed to be through his previous life, and he was pulled by his mentor to accept the praise of the professional boss, and his whole body was full of unnaturalness.

"You're overrated. ”

"Oh, that's... It's a bit out of place to say that, but the rules of the store... You only have five minutes to stay in the store other than to order, so you see... You are..."

"Oh, what else do you say?" Zhu Cang wondered.

"Huh??"

"Yes, I almost forgot!" Tang Yuan reacted, took out a medium-grade spirit stone and put it on the table, "Boss, order an egg fried rice for Master!"

Before Zhu Cang could react, he saw that Yi Du had already lifted the alarm, and nodded happily.

"Garden, what's going on?"

"Master, this is the rule of this shop, and there are many rules of this shop, such as ......"

Tang Yuan flicked his fingers and said little by little, Yi Du put on his equipment and started to do it.

July and Ling Feng looked at each other, and the two of them sat tacitly at the table facing the door, guarding the door.

"Hehe, then this restaurant is really quite unique. ”

"That's it, Master!"

"Let me tell you, Master, the food here is delicious, and the little fox is eating it!"

"What little fox?"

"It's the spirit beast that Senior Brother is chasing, it's a fiery little fox, right here... Hey, it's just here, where did it go??"

Tang Yuan looked at the bar, it was clear that he was still here just now, but he didn't see a shadow at all at this time.

Hehe... Yi Du smiled awkwardly, put the egg fried rice in the bowl at the end, pushed it to the old man, and said respectfully.

"Your egg fried rice is ready, please use it slowly. ”

A fox has caused a lot of trouble, and even if he dies again, he can't put such a conspicuous creature on the table again.

The tip of the shoe topped up, and the little fox sleeping in the box on the ground moved a few more points.

"Nothing, fate will always meet. Zhu Cang was relieved, turned his head and looked at the egg fried rice in front of him, exuding heat and fragrance.

He hadn't eaten the world's grains for a long time, and he had been practicing for many years, and he had long been insensitive to things beyond the sixty senses, but when he smelled this fragrance, he only felt that the whole body was indescribably clean and comfortable, and there were faint signs of hunger.

"Yidu's craftsmanship is really exquisite. Zhu Cang nodded in admiration.

The white porcelain of the royal family on the clouds, the golden eggs of the ink-feathered bird at a glimpse, and the pink salt that seems to be the North Sea.

The old man was careful, and his drooping eyelids covered a pair of clear eyes.

Stretched out his hand and dug a spoonful and put it in his mouth, and his face suddenly sank.