"Happy New Year, everyone~"

Seeing everyone looking over, Qian Qiao smiled at the corner of her lips, and said loudly with her spiritual power.

"Happy New Year~""

A blessing was exchanged for more than a dozen uneven responses, and a bright smile that was not inferior to fireworks bloomed on Qianqiao's delicate little face.

In the new year, she will go to the mysterious magic academy, and the secret realm of Rulin and the original heroine will be opened later, and a new encounter is quietly waiting for the arrival of the girl...

"Hehe, I've seen the fireworks, isn't it time to eat dumplings?"

Qi Jian walked out of the kitchen with a smile on his face, still holding a plate of dumplings in his hand.

"Uncle Qi, why is it just a plate?"

Nangong Yinbei finally waited for the long-awaited dumplings, but he didn't want Uncle Qi to only bring out one plate, which made the little fat man a little embarrassed, and these were only enough for him to eat half full.

"Stupid, the others must be in Uncle Qi's storage ring!"

"Hehe, Sousuke is right, it's all in the storage ring, come and come, sit down, Uncle Qi will serve you dumplings~"

"Oh~~~~"

Taking advantage of the fact that everyone was eating dumplings, Qian Qiao found a chance to go back to the room once, and after taking out the Moyun Sword from the storage bracelet, she flashed into the space.

"Mo Yun, come and eat dumplings~"

After Qian Qian came in, she took out two plates of dumplings from the storage bracelet and put them on the table, and beckoned Mo Yun to come over to eat.

"This is the dumplings? Well, it tastes good, you made it?"

Mo Yun didn't know where he had gone before, but he teleported back, but after he came back, he sat on the stool, picked up a white and fat dumpling and carefully observed it for a while before putting it in his mouth.

"Everyone did it together, look at this shape, it should be the third uncle's bag~"

Qianqiao looked at Mo Yun, who couldn't even speak, and an inexplicable sense of accomplishment arose.

"Remember to bring me a copy next time you do it..."

But after a while, two large plates of dumplings entered Mo Yun's stomach, Qian Qian looked at his still flat abdomen, and wanted to touch it with some curiosity, but was grabbed by Mo Yun with one hand.

"What are you doing!"

"I'm just curious where you have eaten so many dumplings?"

There are at least more than thirty and nearly forty dumplings on this plate, and two plates are almost eighty, and he can eat about ten by himself, how can this person eat so much?

"Heh, I still want to take advantage of me~"

Seeing that Qianqiao stretched out his hand to touch his stomach, Mo Yun deliberately teased.

For him, these two plates of dumplings are drizzle, and he thinks that he can eat ten catties of spiritual rice for one meal back then~

The spiritual materials of the cultivation realm can be transformed into spiritual power in the body if they are properly handled, no matter how much they eat, they will not be as strong as mortals, as for why Nangong Yin Bei is fat, it is because he is still young, and the spiritual food he eats cannot be completely transformed into spiritual power, and he will become fat if he hoards too much, and when he grows in cultivation, he will slowly lose weight~

"Ahh

Qianqiao really wanted to spit out his face with a mouthful of saliva at this time, she had seen a shameless one, she had never seen such a shameless one, she was a long insight today.

"I can't think of it~ You are thinking about your third uncle at a young age~"

Mo Yun is like this, the more you pay attention to him, the more energetic he becomes.

"Phew, I suspect you're still thinking about me at such an age!"

Seeing Mo Yun scolding her, Qian Qian replied unceremoniously.

"Huh, what do you think you have to worry about me?"

Mo Yun seemed to have heard a big joke, looked up and down at Qian Qiao's figure, which was like a bean sprout to him, and sneered.