Murong Han saw the two of them enter a building, and they also walked in, only to understand that there was only one cafeteria, and disciples of other ages came here to eat. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The entire cafeteria was fully occupied, and Murong Han's arrival attracted the attention of others, but most of them only glanced at it slightly, and then buried their heads and continued to eliminate their targets.

Compared to a third-order great spirit master and a delicious food, the food is still more tempting, and everyone else is discussing something.

Why do they look at themselves, Murong Han knows in his heart that the inner mountain of the Heavenly Tomb Mountain is probably not yet able to enter a third-order great spirit master, his eyes are on other people's bodies, how he likes to look at it, as long as he does his best.

"Stinky boy, what are you looking around, come over to Lao Tzu!" Just as Murong Han was thinking, a deafening and rough voice came from not far away.

Resounding throughout the cafeteria, Murong Han looked over and saw a bald man with an extremely wide body standing not far away, holding a spoon and pointing at himself in front of him.

Murong Han was slightly stunned, and pointed at himself with his finger, revealing a questioning expression, looking as if the other party was pointing at him.

"Aren't you talking nonsense, not everyone here is here to eat, except for you standing there alone, who else can there be? The commanding tone made Murong Han's face black, and finally walked over.

Murong Han walked over, looked at the huge man in front of him, and asked, "Do you have something?"

Dahan suddenly covered Murong Han's forehead with one hand, looked at his appearance, and said, "Is there something wrong with your brain?"

"Huh?"

Murong Han looked at the person in front of him suspiciously.

"Aren't you here for dinner?" asked the big man, puzzled.

"Yes!" Murong Han nodded, this is the purpose of coming to the canteen, what are you doing in the canteen without eating.

"Then how do I think you don't seem to have the desire to eat, is it because my cooking skills have regressed recently, and things have become unpalatable. Why don't you eat it?" muttered the big man.

"Forget it, I still won't eat it!" Murong Han took two steps back, what are you kidding, what is going on with the man in front of him, can he eat what he makes?

Hearing what Murong Han said, the disciples who had originally bowed their heads to eat all looked over with an incredulous expression.

As soon as these words came out, the entire canteen looked at him with a murderous look.

"This kid can't really be a newcomer, he dares not to eat Master Zhou Hao's things. ”

"Did you hear it, that little one actually said that he wouldn't eat it, I heard it right!"

"It's so fresh, and I'm starting to wonder if this little one is new. ”

"It's probably new! Alas, once a week, this little one may have to be missed!

Murong Han listened to the other people's discussions, but he still couldn't understand why they were so interested in what this strange person in front of him did.

"What! You actually said you wouldn't eat it!" Zhou Hao saw Murong Han roar loudly, and a strong spirit burst out from his body.

Murong Han took several steps back, and was finally shackled by Zhou Hao's courage and couldn't move, Zhou Hao looked at Murong Han and said.

"If you kid doesn't eat today, you have to give it to me!" Zhou Hao took out more than a dozen plates and put them in little by little.

I don't know if Zhou Hao did it on purpose, all the dishes he chose for Murong were huge plates, and the contents were enough for three or four people to eat.

"You kid give me food, I'm here to watch, you don't have to leave if you can't finish eating, if you don't finish eating, you can stay here for me!" Zhou Hao handed over the plate in his hand.

Murong Han took it over with black lines on his head, this inner mountain is really a settlement of strange people, one is stranger than the other, and they are all hidden, not from others, and they are accidentally provoked.

This chef named Zhou Hao, judging from the strength he had just exploded, knew that his strength was not weak, and it was definitely not an ordinary Heavenly Spirit Realm, but which Heavenly Spirit Realm would come to the kitchen to cook.

"Don't eat it?!Hmph, you're the first person who dares to say no to the dishes you've made! You have to eat even if you don't eat today, and you have to eat it all for me!"

Murong Han looked at the food in front of him with a bitter face, and while measuring the amount of food, he looked at his stomach and saw if his stomach could hold these foods.

In the end, I came to a conclusion, that is, in the future, the canteen must bring Xiaohu with him, with him, these foods are not a thing, but it is very difficult for him.

Murong Han took the food and kept walking in the crowd, trying to find a place to sit, but found that the seats here were almost filled, and there were still two tables left, one of which was full of plates, and it was also for this reason that no one went to sit.

Murong Han walked straight to another table that looked relatively clean, this one was much cleaner than the others, he didn't look at it, and directly put the food down.

At this time, everyone around gasped and looked at Murong Han with admiration, but there was pity and pity hidden in this admiration, even Zhou Hao shook his head and stopped looking at Murong Han.

"Poor fellow. ”

"I don't think I will see the sun tomorrow. ”

"It seems that there will be not only delicious food today, but also beautiful food in a while. ”

"Don't say it, Shan Ziyi's aunt and grandmother are here, and Wu Mengqi is also here, this kid is miserable now, and the two female demon kings of the Flower of Thorns are here. ”

Everyone else looked like they were watching the show, and they all gave up eating what they had in their hands, and they kept looking at Murong Han.

Two slender figures walked in, and the others glanced at each other hurriedly, not daring to look closely, lowering their heads and eating their own things little by little.

"Uncle Zhou Hao, give me two meals, I have already made an appointment. The brass bell-like voice sounded, attracting many people again, but when they saw the aunt and grandmother talking in front of them, they lowered their heads one by one.

"Uh...... Xiao Mengqi, Uncle seems to have left food for you, and these dishes have been taken away by others. Zhou Hao scratched the back of his head and said embarrassedly.

"What are you talking about?" An aggrieved voice sounded, Wu Mengqi's eyes instantly became watery, and tears slipped down with a slight movement.

Seeing Wu Mengqi's appearance, Zhou Hao hurriedly said: "Auntie, don't cry, I'll make two more copies for you now!"

Hearing Zhou Hao's words, Wu Mengqi's tearful eyes immediately closed, turning into a crooked crescent, with a triumphant expression on his face, and he seemed to look at Shan Ziyi.

Shan Ziyi turned a deaf ear to all this, and walked towards a place with a single step, and the ultimate goal seemed to be a place with a lot of food in front of him.

Wu Mengqi glanced at it, and the smile on her face disappeared: "Someone dares to be their exclusive seat, is this a bad death?" And one person took so much food, so that he and Sister Shan had nothing to eat. ”

"Which one do you start with? Alas... Is this something that a man can eat?"

Two fingers pressed his temples, and he had a headache at the sight of anyone, and he couldn't leave without eating them.

didn't know that Shan Ziyi had already walked behind him, and just when he heard this sentence, he snorted and laughed.

Hearing the voice, Murong Han subconsciously turned his head, and when he saw the person behind him, he was directly stunned, what was in front of him was definitely a beauty, comparable to Zhan Wushuang, and the two of them had their own styles.

Murong Han was just stunned for a moment, and then recovered, for him with a strong divine sense, this concentration was still there, but Murong Han always felt that the other party's aura was very familiar, but he didn't remember where he had seen it.

His eyes kept looking at Shan Ziyi, and he asked, "...... Have you seen it somewhere?"

As soon as Murong Han opened his mouth, the other people in the cafeteria all laughed, they had seen someone accosting Shan Ziyi, but no one had ever accosted him like this, this kid was too weird.

And those who talk to the single purple clothes have a certain strength and enough confidence to escape the other party's attack, and if they are not strong enough to talk, they will generally be hung at the door of the flower of thorns and hung all morning.

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