Pei Yu was brought in front of everyone by the two immortal chefs. After all, the two immortal chefs were not bad at all. He struggled to no avail. Pei Yu: "..." His image as the master of the peak was completely destroyed today. Everyone stopped what they were doing when they saw this scene, with expressions of surprise on their faces. Of course, as disciples, they did not dare to laugh at Pei Yu, the master of the peak. Seeing Ye Feiran, the two Immortal Chefs put Pei Yu down, while the Immortal Gourmet Master had already walked towards Ye Feiran with a smile. Ye Feiran: "???" At the same time, Feng Wei beside her had put down what she was holding and saluted respectfully, "Master, Lord Mi Xian, Lord Lingxian." Ye Feiran suppressed the doubts in his heart and saluted with all the disciples. The Gourmet Immortal Lord waved his hand and said with a smile, "No need to be polite, you can go and do whatever you want, don't worry about us." Naturally, everyone did not dare not listen, but they all sent out a ray of consciousness to pay attention to their situation. The Gourmet Immortal Lord glanced at Feng Wei, then looked at Ye Fei Ran, and said with a smile, "Wei Wei, is this the little Ye Zi you often mention?" Hearing this, Feng Wei suddenly had a look on her face. When did she mention Little Yezi so often? However, as a newly initiated disciple, she could not dismantle her master. "Yes, she is the little leaf I often mentioned to you." Mi Xianjun and Lingxian Jun were out of sight of Ye Feiran and glanced at the Taoke Immortal with great disdain. However, thinking of the Taoke Immortal taking the lead, their expressions quickly returned to normal. "Little Ye Zi, it's your first time coming to Gourmet Peak, you can order food from the three of us." The Gourmet Fairy Lord smiled. Faced with Taoke Xianjun's familiarity, Ye Feiran had only one thing in his mind: there must be a monster when things go wrong. However, she soon guessed why the three chef immortals were so enthusiastic about her. If so, she wouldn't be polite. So, she pretended to be flattered, "Really?" "Yes!" The three chef cultivators nodded in unison. For a moment, Pei Yu and the three senior brothers and sisters looked at Ye Feiran with admiration. God knows, they never knew how much they had to pay to taste the spiritual food cooked by the three immortal chefs before coming to Gourmet Peak. Now that Ye Feiran has done nothing, the three Immortal Chefs are so enthusiastic. It's really irritating! However, Gu Jingchen and the others did not think of the reason, but Pei Yu did. Ye Feiran was so smart that he must have known it all, so he pretended that he didn't know anything and just hoped that Ye Feiran could take the opportunity to gain more benefits. Ye Feiran thought for a while and then said, "I will eat whatever the three chef immortals do. I don't choose." In this regard, the three chef immortals looked at each other and naturally had no objection. They took the opportunity to make a deal with Ye Feiran. "Okay, let's get ready." After the three chefs left, they saw that Ye Feiran seemed to be reminiscing with Fengwei. Pei Yu and the three brothers and sisters left very wisely. They all went to find people they knew well, and then took the opportunity to taste the spiritual food they made. . Ahem... The taste is naturally not as good as that of the three immortal chefs, but it's still tastier than what they made! Fengwei glanced at the exclusive dining room of Gourmet Immortal Lord and silently sent a message to Ye Feiran. "Little Ye Zi, Master and the others all know about the gift you sent back. The reason why they are so enthusiastic towards you is probably because they have Wudao Tea Ye's idea." Hearing this, Ye Feiran raised her lips and smiled, "I know." Feng Wei blinked her eyes and then couldn't help laughing. That's right, Ye Feiran is so smart, how could he not guess what Master and the others have planned? Now it seems that Master and the others got their wish! At the end, she couldn't help but add, "Enlightened tea leaves are rare. Little Ye Zi can come to Gourmet Peak often." Secretly, she also hoped that Ye Feiran would come to Gourmet Peak often and give her advice occasionally. Ye Feiran raised her eyebrows slightly and said with a smile, "Weiwei, does your master know that your arm is turned outward?" Feng Wei smiled and said nothing. Master respect is important, and the friend Ye Feiran is also important, not to mention that the latter is more important at the moment. Then, she changed the topic and said, "Little Ye Zi, Xuantian City's Treasure Pavilion is about to hold an auction. I heard from Master that you can send it to the auction. Do you have any plans?"
March, early spring. A corner in the eastern part of Nanhuangzhou. The hazy sky was gray and black, showing heavy depression, as if someone had spilled ink on the rice paper, and the ink soaked into the sky and blurred out the clouds. The clouds overlapped and merged with each other, spreading out streaks of crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder. It's like the roar of gods, echoing in the world. ,. Blood-colored rain, with sadness, falls into the mortal world. The earth was hazy, and there was a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim red rain of blood. The city is in ruins and everything is withered. Collapsed houses can be seen everywhere, as well as blue-black corpses and pieces of meat, like broken autumn leaves, silently withering. The streets that used to be bustling with people are now desolate. The sandy dirt road that used to be bustling with people is no longer noisy now. Only blood and mud mixed with minced meat, dust, and paper were left, indistinguishable from each other, which was shocking. Not far away, a broken carriage was stuck deep in the mud, full of sadness. Only an abandoned rabbit doll hung on the shaft, swaying in the wind. The white fluff has long been soaked into wet red, full of eerieness. The turbid eyes seemed to have some residual resentment, looking lonely at the mottled rocks in front of them. There, a figure was lying down. This was a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, his clothes were torn and covered with dirt, and he had a broken leather bag tied around his waist. The young man squinted his eyes and remained motionless. The biting cold penetrated his worn coat from all directions and spread throughout his body, gradually taking away his body temperature. But even though the rain fell on his face, he didn't blink, staring coldly into the distance like an eagle. Following his gaze, he saw a skinny vulture gnawing on the carrion of a wild dog, seven or eight feet away from him, observing the surroundings vigilantly from time to time. It seems that in this dangerous ruins, if there is the slightest movement, it will instantly rise into the sky. The young man is like a hunter, patiently waiting for the opportunity. After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally buried its head completely into the belly of the wild dog. ,,. ,.
