"What are you doing here?"

"Where have you been?"

The two looked at each other almost in unison and asked, however, Feng Caitian's tone was obviously impatient, it felt like sitting on the beach basking in the sun on weekdays, and suddenly a dirty and smelly beggar came over, not only covering the sun, but also making you break the covenant in your stomach, and you were in no good mood.

As for the ghost hand, the voice is naturally excited.

At this time, the ghost hand was the same as what the others in the Drunken Immortal Building saw in the past, and all the whole body except for the eyes was shrouded in black cloth, but the bottom of the eyes flashed and flashed, like the bright light reflected by the sun hitting the water, showing his happiness and excitement at this time.

"Alas, don't mention it! There is nothing to eat, I am starving! Feng Caitian glanced at the ghost hand lightly, dragged his weak body, and walked towards the house.

It's just that this time he entered, Feng Caitian's nose twitched, and he smelled an enticing aroma.

Food! Food!

Feng Caitian rushed in like a gust of wind, so that the ghost hand that was about to follow up with his feet was petrified in place, and then, a row of 'quack...' crows flew over his head.

What's going on? The aroma, he naturally smelled it, it was the aroma of roast duck from Yipinju. But it's not that attractive, is it?

I was still going to die just now, but now I ran faster than anyone else, and as soon as I slipped through the smoke, I disappeared and lived like a starving ghost reincarnated.

Inside the house, the aroma lingers, and the food with all the colors and flavors is slowly placed on the table.

"Master, you're back!" The little black snake phantom stood aside respectfully with a white towel, slightly hooked the snake's lips, looked at Feng Caitian, who was still rolling up dust behind him and rushing over, and said with divine sense.

He is still only a ninth-level demon beast, and he can't speak human words yet.

"Well, you did?" Feng Caitian nodded, unceremoniously took the towel that the little black snake phantom picked up with his tail, wiped his hands, fell to the side, and pinched a roast duck leg with his slender fingers and ate it.

And Xiao Huohuo, looking at the roasted golden roasted and cut into thin slices of roe deer meat, couldn't help but open his index finger with a big opening and the water flowed, and as soon as his spiritual power moved, a piece of golden, fragrant but not greasy roe deer meat poured into his mouth.

Under the eyes, this master and servant are completely immersed in their own food and can't extricate themselves, and the others are invisible, except for the food, there is nothing else.

The little black snake phantom shook his head habitually, and looked at the mighty black eagle standing beside him with some sympathy. Although this table was informed by Xiao Huohuo, in fact, in such a short period of time, it was actually Black Hawk who helped to get it.

Some time ago, the master asked Xiao Huohuo to distribute the last hundred refined Ten Thousand Beast Pills to Black Eagle, and Black Eagle asked Xiao Huohuo to ask his master if he could collect them together, but before the owner was called by Lotte, let Xiao Huohuo pass a message for them to think about it, and then went to Houshan Bamboo Sea, and now it is empty.

Therefore, didn't these black eagles think about it, and specially appointed a representative, and today they wanted to earn and perform in front of their masters, but they didn't even look at her, and there was only food on the table in their eyes.

It had to say two silent moments of silence for the black eagles.

After a while, the ghost hand walked in, but looking at Feng Caitian's elegant, but definitely not slow eating, he couldn't help but freeze in place, dumbfounded.