"Goo!"

Stomach screaming, Nangong Fan smiled bitterly, no longer thinking so much, thinking more, the current situation is all fantasy to comfort himself. The most important thing now is to fill your stomach.

After all, it is a double heaven realm, and it is not to the point where you can't walk because of hunger. He raised his steps and walked towards the tent that Xiao Qi was pointing to. At the same time, I subconsciously glanced at the direction of the mine.

This look is shocking.

Perhaps victory was just around the corner, and the miners, who had crawled like snails before, pounced on the canteen like hungry wolves.

"it!"

Nangong Fan was stunned, is this a group of people from what he saw just now? The green pupils seemed to be able to tear apart everything in front of him.

The most important thing is that there are many Heavenly Realms among them, and the most advanced ones are also high-level Realms, and there are only a few people. This one jumped together, and even Nangong Fan felt unstoppable. If there was always such ample momentum, how could this small mine be able to stop so many cultivators?

However, thinking of the existence of "Lord Hanhai", Nangong Fan immediately extinguished this ridiculous idea, these people in front of him were not enough to kill alone, at most it took a little effort.

He could at least affirm that "Lord Hanhai" was the existence of a spiritual cultivator, and if ordinary people saw it, it would not be an exaggeration to call him an "immortal".

Soon, Nangong Fan was swept away by this group of hungry wolves, how much would there be left for lunch? Even if there was a lot of inventory in the Qinglian space, he didn't dare to show it out in the open light at this time!

If you don't eat actively, you have a problem with your braincase!

In addition to feeling hungry, Nangong Fan is also in his heyday, and it can even be said that he is the most powerful existence in this place except for Wang You's dead fat man. And these hungry wolves in front of him are not only hungry all year round, but also busy all morning, which is completely incomparable with the speed of his outbreak.

He never imagined that one day, he would explode so much for food...

At a distance of dozens of meters, a few breaths crossed, Nangong Fan came out on top, and he was the first to come to the tent, and he was not polite, and took the lead in breaking into the canteen.

In the deepest part, a row of cauldrons was placed.

Nangong Fan's footsteps gradually slowed down, and his face became extremely ugly. Eat this for lunch?

It seems that Wang You and others want the horses to run again, and they want the horses not to eat grass... No wonder this group of people, one is thinner than the other, and one is wilted than the other.

Ten cauldrons, filled with steamed buns...

Nangong Fan could see at a glance that this cauldron could hold a maximum of a hundred, and a total of 1,000 full heads? On average, one person did not have two big white steamed buns!

After eating this meal, it is estimated that there will not even be time to rest, so I will have to work all afternoon before I can eat dinner...

"Iniquity. ”

Nangong Fan shook his head, walked to the cauldron in two steps, grabbed a big white steamed bun with one hand, and walked to the side.

He didn't swallow the steamed bun in his hand as soon as possible. In his opinion, he fell into the den of thieves this time to ascend, and the people here don't even pay much attention to the law enforcement alliance, and they can do whatever they want to do with themselves, and it is difficult to guarantee that these foods will be used by them.

It's better to be cautious when you're out and about.

It was only at this time that other miners rushed into the tent, and the pace was exaggerated, and when Nangong Fan looked at it, he was afraid that it was about the same speed as the flight speed of Lord Hanhai's imperial sword, and sparks and lightning all the way up, rolling up dust in the sky.

The previous residents could still see a little bit of human appearance, except for the last Xiao Qi, the fingernails were all clean. And the miners in front of them who were being oppressed were all black, as if they had been wrapped in mud three or five times, and there were mud and stone chips everywhere.

They are not afraid of getting dirty, so they grab the steamed buns and stuff them into their mouths, stuffing one and taking two more in one hand. It's fast, and it's gobbling up one to wipe out and stuff another one...

It's no wonder that one by one is so crazy to rush to the canteen, this is the real rush to eat! Come slowly, there may only be a little flour left.

Nangong Fan swept around, and he didn't have the idea of being an orderly, he lowered his head and put all his eyes on the steamed bun in the palm of his hand...

This steamed bun is quite large, snow-white, without a little variegation, and even a little tempting fragrance emanating from it and spreading around, just a light smell, the feeling of hunger seems to have been suppressed a lot. But this is just a castle in the air, if you really think that if you are not hungry, you will cause big trouble.

This fragrance not only has the effect of suppressing hunger, but even the flow of spiritual power in the body seems to be a little faster.

This is a feeling that Nangong Fan has never enjoyed since he walked out of the Receiving Temple, but he has never cultivated the Eight Classics since he came out of the temple, and he doesn't know that the heaven and earth are covered with dust, and the aura is even more difficult to feel. Or the spiritual power in his body suddenly short-circuited. It stands to reason that no matter what posture he is in, the dantian will be like a black hole constantly pulling the energy around him, and he seems to be cultivating all the time! It's just that if you don't meditate, the effect is not good.

"It seems that the grain of this steamed bun is still a good thing?"

Nangong Fan calmly walked in the shadows, opened his eyes completely, stared at his head for a long time, and didn't find anything wrong.

"Should there be no problem?" Nangong Fan closed his eyes again, he couldn't figure out if there was anything wrong for a while, and the fragrance was already tempting him to swallow all the warm things in his hands quickly. Even the stomach that had stopped making noise in the fragrance "growled" and screamed.

Suddenly, a palm stretched out from behind Nangong Fan. In this palm movement, he grasped the trick of being fast and ruthless, and easily took away the steamed bun that Nangong Fan was holding with his other hand.

At the same time, a gentle and elegant voice sounded, "Don't worry, there is no problem with this food, it's just that it is used as spiritual food deliberately cultivated in this world." The first time you eat it, you will feel that it is a unique delicacy in the world, and if you eat too much, you will feel tired. ”

Nangong Fan's hair stood on end, he didn't even feel this person's approach, although he was distracted and thinking about the problem, but this was also an unacceptable fact for him.

If the person behind him is armed with a sharp weapon and has evil intentions, isn't he directly seriously injured at this time?

No cultivator likes to feel like this, and they all like to be in control of everything.

The figure of chewing slowly sounded behind him, and Nangong Fan also restrained his mind and slowly turned around.

This is a middle-aged man in a gray robe, and there is already a little gorgeous hair in his ears, but it adds a touch of charm. This is an extremely attractive middle-aged man.

His long hair flowed, but his clothes were meticulous, and there was not even a trace of dust on them. If it weren't for the fact that he could see a thin layer of dirt between his fingernails, Nangong Fan even suspected that this guy was not a miner, but a member of a local force, playing innocuous jokes with him.

This is a middle-aged man with great taste, even if he lives a dark life all day long, he still pays great attention to his body appearance.

"Thank you, new friend. The middle-aged man met Nangong Fan's curious gaze, waved the half-left steamed bun with his hand, and smiled slightly.

"You are also an ascender?" Nangong Fan raised his eyebrows, he had already sensed very clearly that the person in front of him had already reached the middle-level Heavenly Realm, and the sense of threat that could be brought to him was more than that of the high-level Heavenly Realm on the residents' side.

"Of course. Orange Sun World Flyer Cangsong, please take care of me when we meet for the first time. Cang Song stretched out his right hand, and his left hand was still holding the steamed bun and swallowing unhurriedly.

"Nangong Fan of the Seventy-Seven Continent. Nangong Fan stretched out his right hand and parted with Cang Song, "With your strength, you shouldn't be unable to grab steamed buns." ”

"You're so happy, just take two steamed buns. I walked slowly, just asking for a steamed bun. There are rules here, and everyone gets at least one steamed bun, so why run so hard? Isn't that a trampling of yourself?" Cang Song raised his eyebrows, scoffing at the act of grabbing steamed buns.

"Haha, I think you think I'm a newcomer, so it's easier to bully, right?" Nangong Fan smiled heartily.

"That's not true, I just don't think you care about these one or two steamed buns. You've just ascended again, so you must have a lot of stock, right?" Cangsong frowned, "Tell you, I don't know how many people have already targeted you." ”

Nangong Fan looked around with his peripheral vision, and sure enough, many people were staring at him with wolf-like eyes. I couldn't help but smile coldly in my heart, maybe for balance, the miners here are at most the strength of the mid-level Heaven Realm, but the proportion of the Heaven Realm is much larger than that of the residents. It seems that many of them are ascendants, but now they have been smoothed out, and they are no longer as high-spirited and unparalleled in the world.

Nangong Fan retracted his gaze, Cang Song was extremely obvious to show favor, he didn't notice a little malice, no matter what he wanted, it could also let him know more about this mine, so as not to violate any red line and be targeted by Wang You's dead fat man.

Presumably, this place is extremely unfriendly to newcomers. After all, the edges and corners have not been smoothed out, and only after a hard lesson can you be a good miner. Wang You is definitely good at finding fault.

Nangong Fan smiled indifferently at Cang Song, and put the steamed bun in his hand to his mouth, but he still felt that he couldn't put his mouth down.

"Eat! I was as cautious as you were at the beginning, but then I was so hungry that I had no way to eat, and it was at least a thousand years since I was blind, and I didn't feel any discomfort. Obviously, the people here don't bother to use their hands and feet in steamed buns, and are confident that they can suppress everything by force alone. Cang Song spoke slowly.

Nangong Fan could feel the sincerity in Cangsong's words, so he no longer hesitated, put the steamed bun into his mouth, and with a slight tear of his teeth, the hot flour seemed to explode between his mouths.

Sure enough, as Cangsong said, when I first enjoyed this steamed bun, I only had one thought in my heart that this was the most delicious food in the world.

The spiritual power in the body fluctuated slightly, and then quickly extinguished.

Spiritual food has a certain stimulating effect on spiritual power, but the amount is too small to be able to cultivate through it. It's more about making up for the lack of energy in the body and making the feeling of hunger disappear.

"How?" Cang Song also happened to swallow all the steamed buns he "snatched" at this time, but his expression was as calm as water, and the four big words "taste the same as chewing wax" were written all over his face, which formed a sharp contrast with the person in front of him.

"It's really fragrant, and even comes to mind that the first half of my life was in vain. Nangong Fan gave up his reserve, gobbled it up, and soon a steamed bun was completely wiped out, and there was a feeling that he was still unfinished. If it weren't for the peace of mind, the eyes that looked at Cang Song would unconsciously carry malice.

"You're good. Cangsong smiled, "It's better than I was at the beginning." ”

"Where does this start?" Nangong Fan restrained his mind, but his mouth was fragrant, which still made him unforgettable.

"At the beginning, I slapped myself a few times, why didn't I grab a few more steamed buns? At least you haven't lost your temper now. Cang Song was smiling, and seemed to be extremely satisfied with his new friend.

"Hmm. I almost had the idea of tearing you apart. Nangong Fan seemed to be smiling, "Aren't you afraid that you will offend people to death because of grabbing a steamed bun?"