The yellow-level Qilin Blood Banquet continued in a lively manner, and soon the class guides of several other classes also rushed over and joined in when they heard the news.

In the end, Dean Ren Xiaoyao heard that Yang Feng was back, and as soon as he came back, he held a reception banquet in the teaching area of the class, and immediately came over violently, and Xingshi asked guilty: "Stinky boy, you are finally back, you ......"

"Hey, what does this smell like?"

Suddenly, Ren Xiaoyao's nose moved, and he instantly smelled the powerful aura with the rage factor in the Qilin blood.

Ye Jianfei hurriedly beckoned while holding his chopsticks: "Dean Ren, Yang Feng doesn't know where to get a big bucket of unicorn blood back to entertain everyone." Come and try it, it's a good thing, and you'll be instantly refreshed after eating it. ”

"Kirin blood? still a big bucket, won't you?"

His body froze, and Ren Yao was stunned, and he couldn't care about the absurdity of scolding Yang Feng anymore, so he involuntarily went to the table and muttered, "It's really fake?"

"Really, fried unicorn blood is different from duck blood, don't you believe you try it?"

"Yes, prepare a pair of chopsticks for the old man. Tsk, I actually stir-fried unicorn blood, it's too luxurious to eat like this!"

Finally, Dean Ren also joined the banquet and began to push the cup and change the lamp.

Time passed minute by minute, and soon night fell, and the welcome banquet came to an end.

The teachers and students were full of food and wine, and left satisfied.

Yang Feng and Ren Xiaoyao hiccuped and got drunk, sat side by side on the steps, and greeted Li Yan in the back: "Lao Li, wrap me up with the rest of the fried unicorn blood, and I'll take it home for a few old people in the family to try." ”

"I know Brother Feng, it's all wrapped for you. ”

After Li Yan said hello, Yang Feng nodded lightly.

Ren Xiaoyao on the side gently patted Yang Feng on the shoulder, and suddenly said, "Boy, do you know how much trouble you have caused me since you came to my academy?"

"What's the trouble? Aren't everyone happy? ”

"They're happy now, not necessarily in a few months. ”

"What do you mean?"

Yang Feng looked over drunken and hazy, Ren Yaotong had an old red face, took another sip of old wine, and sighed: "The tiger came out of the mountain, according to reliable information, the head of the Murong family, Murong Yinfeng came to the imperial capital with a large number of people, and he must have come to settle accounts with you little things, and the old man may not be able to protect all of you yellow-level students at that time!"

"I can use your protection? I also have someone in my family, is it good? When the time comes, I will kill him and turn him on his back, so that he can know well. Others don't dare to beat his son, I beat his son for nothing, what can he do, ...... it"

Yang Feng was drunk, tilted his head, laughed and cursed.

Ren Xiaoyao's face was overjoyed, and what he wanted was his words: "Okay, let's join forces, you bring all the guys in your family who can handle it, I don't believe that Murong thief dares to completely turn his face with us, cheers, hahaha!"

"Cheers!"

Yang Feng and Ren Xiaoyao hugged each other, like brothers, lightly touched a glass, drank freely, and formed an offensive and defensive alliance.

After another half an hour, Yang Feng saw that the moon on his head was getting bigger and bigger, and the time was not early, so he said goodbye to the old man, took the packed fried unicorn blood, and went home leisurely.

"I really want to live another 500 years......"

Touch!

An hour later, while singing a song, Yang Feng kicked open the door of his house with the smell of wine, and shouted: "Mo Lao, Xiao Wu, Ximen, I'm back, I'm back with delicious food for you, come out quickly, hehehe." ”

"The head of the house is back!"

As soon as they heard this, everyone came out together, but when they saw Yang Feng's vague steps and his face flushed, he shook his head with a smile: "The head of the family just came back, so he went to the banquet, and he actually drank so much?"

"It's okay, happy!"

After a long time, Yang Feng walked in place, holding a paper bag full of oil stains, shook it and said: "Look, I packed all the dishes for you, hurry up and eat it while it's hot, I'll go back to the room to rest first." ”

Syllable!

As he spoke, Yang Feng stuffed the paper bag into Mo Shaoqiu's hand, and walked leisurely towards the inner courtyard.

Looking at his swaying body, and then looking at the paper bag full of oil stains, Mo Shaoqiu couldn't help laughing, and turned to the Five Poison Boy and said: "The master of the family is kind, I don't know which restaurant to pack and bring back the delicacies, the old people are old, and they don't have any appetite, you little girl is cheap, hehehe!"

"There are good things that don't have my share, but this kind of broken vegetables are thrown to me, it's all cold, am I rare?"

Rolling his eyes, the Five Poison Boy threw it casually and threw it to Tu Ganglie and the others on the side, disdainfully.

Then, the big guys in the family went back to their own houses one after another, not caring at all about the leftovers that Yang Feng specially packed for them.

Only that Tu Ganglie, after picking it up and smelling it, smacked his mouth twice, it was quite fragrant, and immediately asked in the direction that Yang Feng was far away: "Brother Feng, what kind of dish is this?"

"Stir-fry the blood of the unicorn!"

"What?"

Tu Ganglie was stunned for a moment, but he didn't understand: "What kind of fried unicorn blood? I've never heard of it, are you mistaken? I've only heard of fried duck blood, fried foie gras and the like!"

"Well, if you don't say you're rare and weird. Stir-fried with duck blood, of course, is stir-fried duck blood. But this is when I went to the Ten Thousand Demon Country, I put a big bucket of blood on the black unicorn, and when I came back, I found someone to make it, so naturally I fried the blood of the unicorn. You can taste it, everyone who has eaten it says it's good, hiccup!"

"Eh, thank you Brother Feng, hey, hey, hey!"

Nodding his head, Tu Ganglie smiled honestly, looked at Ximen Zun on the side, raised his eyebrows and said, "Ximen, let's have some wine and taste the unicorn blood brought back by Brother Feng?" ”

Bowing slightly, Ximen Zun showed a faint smile, and was about to go back to the room with Tu Ganglie and have a drink or two.

Swish!

Suddenly, a black shadow flashed, and the paper bag in Tu Ganglie's hand disappeared in an instant.

The two of them were not surprised, and looked back, only to see that at this moment, Mo Shaoqiu, who was going to go back to the room to rest, was holding on to the paper bag tightly, his face was full of hardship, and his mouth was trembling.

The rest of the bigwigs, all with solemn faces, all ran back, and their eyes kept staring at the paper bag and never moved.

"Why didn't you say it earlier, this family master, alas!"

With a long sigh, Mo Shaoqiu picked up the paper bag tremblingly, and said with a sad face: "Qilin blood, what a precious twelve-grade alchemy material, every drop has no price. The head of the house actually used it to stir up the banquet guests? It's really too tyrannical!"

"Yes, although the head of the family usually acts absurdly, it is indeed intolerable to waste such good things. ”

At this time, Yan Tianxing, who had always been towards Yang Feng, couldn't stop counting, but soon changed his words and shouted: "However, this unicorn blood has been fried, and it is useless to regret it." I think a few of our old guys will divide it, and I guess we can improve our strength a lot. The blood of the unicorn, the blood of the divine beast, the great supplement. Warriors first, warlocks second. One drop can enhance physical strength, turn qi into essence, and fill divine consciousness, which is really a magic medicine for cultivation. What's more, the head of the family has brought back so much, although it has already been fried. ”

Well, that's right!

Qi Qi nodded, and after all the worshippers tacitly glanced at each other, they left together and divided it up.

Only Ximen Zun and Tu Ganglie were left with a bewildered face, and their hearts were full of grievances.

Didn't you say that you were old and had no appetite, so you didn't want it? Why did you run back and rob it again? You just divided it alone, and didn't leave us a piece at all? The head of the family clearly said that we would share it together!

The five poisonous boys were also full of remorse, and their mouths were deflated with resentment.

I knew that this was the blood of the unicorn, so I didn't throw it out just now, but now I am dominated by those old men again, robbers, hum!

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