He Yuting heard a burst of fairy music in her ears. The eyes that were originally closed couldn't help but open as the soft and slow music sounded. A majestic palace stands in front of you. There are thirty-six stairs leading to a large door. Twelve pairs of guards stood side by side on either side, and every time one of them passed through the guards, the guards let out a deafening chorus: "Welcome to the gang." ”

It is said as if a stranger has returned to his hometown.

He Yuting grinned and stepped indoors. The interior is very spacious, but also very lively. The servants marched between the rows of tables, and the white-bearded old man who looked like a butler stood in the corner with his eyes open and closed. The air was filled with the smell of greasy and greasy, which aroused He Yuting's appetite.

"Little Five!" A bald man at the front table jumped up and waved at her. "Little Five! Here! ”

It was supposed to be a room full of heads. Now I heard the shout of Meat T, and everyone turned their heads in unison, and their eyes were all sharp, as if they could poke Xiao Wuqiao's whole body into holes.

There was only one table in the entire cafeteria, and four people did not look at her.

The whole world was silent, and I heard Meat T screaming there. "Come, come, have a big meal! This chicken leg! It's so oily, it's so fat! ”

"That's a goose leg."

“…… Whatever, it's the birds, anyway. ”

He Yuting slipped over without saying a word, and she couldn't help but complain a little. It's not good to choose what, but you have to choose it in the first row. The tables were lined up in rows, at least five or six rows, and each row had long tables on the fourth and fourth on the right, and the tables were full of people. From the porridge steamed buns in the back to the delicacies of the mountains and seas in the front, there is everything. He Yuting can see clearly, this table is also about order. Cheap meals are placed in the back, near the door, and when you are done, you can quickly leave. Hearty and expensive meals are placed in the front three rows, and they are eaten and munched on, not only to eat heartily, but also to show off.

This gang cafeteria is not an easy place either.

He Yuting walked over, and a table of fancy dishes was so dazzling that she almost crawled on her knees and crawled over.

Mom~ I have only seen it in my previous life and my previous life, but I have no blessings to consume, and all of it is on the table. Is that the delicacies of the mountains and the sea? It's clearly a full banquet of the Manchurian and Han people!

As a Shaolin, Meat T tasted shamefully until his face was oily, and his little belly was protruding. The dishes on that table are still exquisite, and they are basically presented without missing a broken leg. I could see He Yuting's drooling.

"And the wine!" She automatically sat in the vacant seat. The moonlight glass cup automatically flashed out in front of the table, which was small and chic. But He Yuting was full of pride in her heart, she snorted and shouted at the people next to her: "Take the wine ......"

Next door sits Jiro Makoto. At this moment, Erlang Zhenjun was squinting at her, and she saw clearly that Erlang Zhenjun was not a pair of eagle eyes, but a pair of peach blossom eyes with a hint of pink eyeliner.

As soon as the system prompts "Ding Dong", there will be no follow-up.

"Uncle, please enjoy a glass of wine." He Yuting instantly coaxed like an unweaned cat, and meowed twice softly next to Erlang Zhenjun.

Jiro Makoto looked at her with a temperless temper.

He Yuting held a cup, neither up nor down.

After a while, Erlang Zhenjun stretched out his ape arms, fished a small wine jug from the opposite table, and poured her a full glass.

He Yuting sniffed and frowned in disgust. What! Such a beautiful moonlight glass cup should be filled with a glass of wine. As a result, she only got a glass of rice wine! That's right, it's the kind of rice wine in ancient times that was known as a thousand cups and didn't have a sweet taste of wine! But before she could complain, she heard Erlang Zhenjun say in a flat voice above her head: "I paid for this banquet." ”

No way! Eat people with a short mouth! Take the hands soft!

Admit it!

He Yuting drank this cup of sweet and sour, sweet and sour rice wine with tears in her eyes. "Thank you." She said in a sullen voice.

Erlang Zhenjun handed her an empty plate and sandwiched some of them from various dishes.

He Yuting: "??? "Do you want to be so sweet?

"Hey, Little Five!" Meat T reached over and scooped it up, and took the oily, shiny, beautiful, and sweet chicken leg from her plate. "You shouldn't be able to eat so much, I'll help ......"

"Help your sister!" He Yuting fried her hair. "You've eaten until you can't hold it, and I haven't moved a bite! Put down the drumsticks and let me come! ”

"You want to call yourself an old lady, fairy girl!" One cup blushes, and the blood yin, who is about to pour three cups, lies on the table and mutters in a daze.

Hua Ge was full of immortal anger and picked up his own bowl of clear soup, he was like a hidden immortal sitting in the hustle and bustle of the red dust, and the reflection of the streamer in his closed eyes was rippling. "You guys look so ugly. This table is full of dishes, do you want to grab that chicken leg? ”

He knows a fart! He Yuting secretly hated. This is the first time that Erlang Zhenjun has named and handed her the food, and she has to eat it. The key is the color, the aroma...... Tut-tut! He Yuting poked a Shangyang finger under the ribs of meat T. I saw the bald donkey slammed down, and the power of Yiyang Finger Divine Skill was suddenly dissolved, and a pair of long chopsticks were split apart, and the chicken leg was ......

"Smack!" fell into the health soup of Brother Hua, who was full of fairy spirit, and splashed a piece of oil with soy sauce, which was stained on Brother Hua's face bit by bit and slid down; Dipping into Brother Hua's robe, a little bit by bit dried up an oil flower with a meaty fragrance...... Brother Hua closed his eyes. In the moment when he closed his eyes, the clear and elegant immortal qi suddenly rolled, and the black qi rose up like a solidified flame.

Brother Hua's long, straight black hair floated up as he took a deep breath...... Floated up......

"Wow!" Meat T was so frightened that he bit his hand.

"Little Five! Let's think of a way! ”

Brother Hua began to demonize.

As the so-called one good, one evil and one thought, one demon and one immortal all rely on changing their faces!

"You ......" Brother Hua gritted his teeth and said, that handsome and extraordinary face was already covered with a trace of black gas.

The gang cafeteria, which was originally full of popularity, was emptied in an instant. Those fairy male gods who were still chewing meat, drinking, punching, and scolding just now are all mortals, and they are all mortals.

Someone broadcast the situation in a dark corner: "Outside! Extra! The first fairy of the gang begins to demonize! ”

Is it so scary?

Live broadcast 2: "The demonized man has stood up!" ”

What to do? What to do?

Live broadcast 3: "The demonized man is going to be earth-shattering!" Help me! ”

I'm the one who screams for help, right? He Yuting almost cried. As soon as Brother Hua changed his face, his face was terrifying. She was almost crying. Is it too late to hug your thighs?

At this moment, there was a clear sound of wine glasses banging on the table beside her. It's a simple sound caused by the act of putting a wine glass on the table. He Yuting turned around and looked over, only to see Erlang Zhenjun pick up a pair of peach blossom eyes, and look around coldly. "Sit down and eat!"

With a "bang", everyone obediently sat back in their original seats. Even Brother Hua forcibly stopped the demonization, changed a pair of dishes and chopsticks with a fairy spirit, and began to drink his soup with peace of mind. However, the oil soup that has not yet been erased from his face has ruined the image of the fairy spirit.

The sound of punching is gone, the sound of clinking glasses, the sound of laughing and scolding is gone. Everyone obediently holds their own dishes and chopsticks—including He Yuting herself—and they all obediently take a bite of food and a mouthful of food, and eat it so well-behaved and quiet......

Halfway through eating, He Yuting broke out in a cold sweat.

The goose is obedient, He Yuting thought to herself. Who the hell was sitting next to her?