When Chu Feng opened his eyes again, the first thing he saw was Yan Qingyu, who had white hair, looking at Chu Feng with big eyes. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Yan Qingyu saw that he was awake, and immediately smiled and said, "Disciple, are you hungry?"

Chu Feng took a breath and sat up, only then did he find that he was lying on the bed again, covering the futon, thinking that Yan Qingyu carried him to the bed and covered him with the quilt.

Chu Feng's face couldn't help but blush slightly, it was clear that he had only known her for a short time, but he had been taken care of by her so many times, and he was really embarrassed to think about it.

"What are you blushing for?" Yan Qingyu looked at Chu Feng's red cheeks, full of strange authenticity.

Chu Feng hurriedly waved his hand and said, "It's nothing, it's a little hot." ”

After all, he still didn't want to talk about some of the past, or some of his thoughts.

After all, no one knows whether Yan Qingyu's kindness to him is true or false.

Maybe in the next moment, all this beauty will turn into a dream bubble and dissipate invisible?

"Aren't you punished for facing the wall......" As soon as Chu Feng opened his mouth, he was slapped on the back of the head by Yan Qingyu, and Chu Feng immediately shut up with amusement.

Although he shut up, Chu Feng still showed a smile, because even if he was bullied by Yan Qingyu, the bullying here was not the same as when he was in Sanmiao Palace.

"I'll rush back before the master comes out, it's too boring to face the wall. With that, Yan Qingyu forcibly dragged Chu Feng down and said, "Let's go eat something delicious, okay? I've been hungry for a day, but I'm hungry." ”

Good no good?

This seems to be a question sentence to ask Chu Feng's opinion, but it is obvious that Chu Feng actually has no choice at all, this is a fact that Chu Feng is powerless and has no intention of changing.

And hearing Yan Qingyu say this, Chu Feng suddenly felt a little hungry, although he felt that it was a little bad for Yan Qingyu to flee without permission, but after all, he couldn't say anything, so he had to agree.

Yan Qingyu still greatly appreciated Chu Feng's judgment of the situation, and pulled Chu Feng and walked out.

When he went out, Chu Feng found that it was already night, and the lights in the city were everywhere at this time, illuminating the entire city brilliantly.

In the middle of the night, the streets are also full of pedestrians, buying and selling, eating, selling, and selling goods, almost like the rest of the world.

Chu Feng and Yan Qingyu sat in a food stall on the side of the road and feasted.

The tender and fatty beef is cut into very thin slices of meat along the texture of the tendons, served in a bamboo basket, and blanched in the piping soup stock made by stir-frying with spices, chili butter and boiling with water, blanching the blood water, the meat color changes slightly, and then poured into the bowl that has already held the dipping sauce, which is extremely fragrant.

Yan Qingyu's face was flushed after eating, and sweat was pouring out of his forehead, so he said with a big tongue: "Follow the master, eat fragrant, drink spicy." ”

As he spoke, Yan Qingyu beckoned Xiao Er to bring a pot of wine, weighed two glasses, handed Chu Feng a glass, and said with a smile, "You can taste it too." ”

Chu Feng couldn't help but be a little stunned when he saw Yan Qingyu drinking the wine calmly.

When he was a child, he often mixed in the restaurant where his father worked, and he often saw people drinking, but he rarely saw a little girl like Yan Qingyu drink so much.

He didn't like to drink, and he never did, so he was stunned, and he didn't know whether to take it or not.

Yan Qingyu squinted and laughed, beckoning Xiao Er to pour a cup of tea for Chu Feng, and Chu Feng felt better.

On the contrary, Yan Qingyu had a completely unaware look, as if he had not been able to understand Chu Feng's embarrassment and embarrassment at all, stuffed a large piece of beef into his mouth, and said, "Disciple, you are so bitter and hateful, have you met the enemy?"

Chu Feng actually didn't want to speak, but Yan Qingyu was pressing forward step by step, and he couldn't escape, so he sighed helplessly and said, "Senior sister......"

"Call me master.

Yan Qingyu raised his chopsticks and slapped Chu Feng's hand with a "snap", and said.

"Master......" Chu Feng originally didn't have anything to say, but since Yan Qingyu pressed too hard, he could only stubbornly say, "Why does your hair get old and change color?"

"What, it's not allowed?" Yan Qingyu glared at Chu Feng with dissatisfaction and said. This stare made Chu Feng swallow the question, and he could only lower his head and eat silently.

At this time, Yan Qingyu said: "Actually, I don't know, the master said that I was like this when he picked me up, black hair during the day and white hair at night, which is very strange." ”

Chu Feng was stunned, feeling that Yan Qingyu's voice was a little strange, he opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but the words reached his throat but were silent, he lowered his head, looked at his bowl, and took a chopstick a little absentmindedly and fed it into his mouth.

The food in the ghost kingdom is no worse than that of the human world, especially some of the ingredients that are not available in the human world, and the taste is extremely delicious, even Chu Feng, the son of the cook, almost bit his tongue.

Yan Qingyu took Chu Feng to stroll around the night market, looking at some trinkets and gadgets in various stalls, while eating snacks and delicacies from the ghost country, all the way down, Chu Feng couldn't hold it anymore, but Yan Qingyu's casual appearance made Chu Feng a little angry, if his cultivation increased, the amount of food would also increase greatly.

In the end, Yan Qingyu saw that Chu Feng was already about to walk against the wall, and he was kind for a while, so he found a pavilion to rest, sat behind the railing on the top floor of the pavilion, passed through the gap of the railing with his feet, swayed slightly, supported the wooden pavilion with both hands, and looked down on this city with brilliant lights and stars in a very leisurely manner.

This city is full of life, and what is even more rare is that it contains almost all the races of the Six Realms, and each race lives here comfortably.

"What a beautiful night. Chu Feng overlooked the lights under his feet and said.

Yan Qingyu looked at the dark city at his feet, and then smiled: "Disciple, where do you say that our ghost country is a place to hide filth and filth?"

Chu Feng also shook his head, he had only heard everything about the Yinshan Ghost Country, and he had heard that it was a collection of filth and dirt before, so he was afraid.

After wandering around this night, he found that the ghost country was not the world where he imagined that he killed Yingye, the king of the strong, and had no rules, and the inhabitants here were no different from the human world except for their strange faces.

Will the inhabitants of this place really be as vicious as the predecessors of the world said they were?

Is this really a place of filth and filth?

Chu Feng was a little hard to believe this assertion, because the gap between what he saw in his eyes and what he heard was too big.

Chu Feng finally chose to believe in his eyes.

He is just an insignificant little person, so why should the people of the ghost country deceive him?

"Although I don't know why other people regard our ghost country as an enemy, at least if you know what our ghost country is like, you are not allowed to think that the ghost country is a place where bad people live. Because, from today on, you are also a member of our ghost country Liming City. Yan Qingyu said, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he smiled, "Apprentice, can you sing me a song?"

Chu Feng was stunned for a moment, and then waved his hand again and again: "I can't sing." ”

"Eh, is it?" Yan Qingyu squinted and smiled, which made Chu Feng shudder, "Then you can dance." ”

“…… Belch...... Can you not jump?"

"No, you can't. ”

"Then I...... Let's sing......" Chu Feng sighed weakly and said.

Chu Feng cleared his throat slightly, and a folk song from the south of the Zongguo that was a little out of tune echoed in the night sky of the ghost country from Mingcheng.

"When spring comes to pick flowers and hairpins, Zhu Yan Sijun is in tears. If you want to ask Hongyan to send the northern language, I am afraid that I can't stop returning to the book......"