Chapter 2323

In the face of the temptation of such delicious food, but when moving chopsticks, it is not a wonderful mood.

Nangong Miaomiao murmured at the tripe that had been clamped on his chopsticks. His eyes looked helplessly at Ye Qian and ye Qingxuan: "why wait? Is there something wrong with it?"

With that, Nangong Miaomiao naturally stopped her movements, but her expression was still very reluctant.

At the moment, ye Qian, sitting opposite Nangong Miaomiao, sneered: "it's really something wrong."

After that, ye Qian carried a plate of duck blood at the table and placed it gently in front of Nangong Miaomiao.

Nangong Miaomiao had a look of disapproval, but she suddenly turned pale after staring at the plate of duck blood for a while.

"This, this is not duck blood, but..."

She wanted to say something, but she swallowed it again and looked around in panic.

He found that the diners around didn't notice their own fuss, so they condensed their voices and avoided the hearing and hearing of ordinary people and said, "it's human blood, ups and downs. What's going on?"

Ye Qingxuan on one side also said with a gloomy face: "it's more than human blood. If I guess it's right, the soup bottom is also made of special materials, and some plates of meat on the table are not clean."

Although Ye Qingxuan didn't say anything, her meaning was obvious. Most of the ingredients on the table had problems, and their sources were probably from people.

"How can it be like this, relying on the modern version of sun Er Niang?"

Nangong Miaomiao looks strange. At the moment, she dare not move chopsticks even though she is hungry again.

Although Ye Qian's three people were not ordinary people and had many lives on their hands, it was the first time they met such a thing as cannibalism.

Looking at a table of rich dishes, moving chopsticks is disgusting, not moving chopsticks is incompatible with the environment here, this scene is also difficult.

Fortunately, all three of them are masters of cultivation, and this kind of small matter can be easily solved.

In the face of this table of human meat delicacies, ye Qian just smile, and then wave.

Then the method of transplanting flowers and trees is finished.

"Well, now you can eat. Fortunately, there are so many hotpot shops on this road. Otherwise, it would be quite troublesome to change all the ingredients and soup bases. "

Ye Qian this operation method to is silent, also won't let a person notice.

After all, there are so many diners here. Who would be so bored to remember the dishes and dishes on each table.

Although all the dishes and bowls on the table were replaced by Ye Qian, Nangong Miaomiao still felt a bout of nausea at the moment, and his hunger just disappeared.

As for ye Qingxuan, he was ok, and could not see any difference.

Among the three, ye Qian was the happiest eater. He seemed to have nothing to do. He should eat and drink, as if he had never noticed the abnormal situation.

"Ups and downs, I, I just quietly explored the back kitchen of this shop. It's just like a steel meat grinder. It's terrible. It's terrible. I don't know where there are so many dead people here. "

Listening to Nangong Miaomiao's frightful tone, ye Qian is not in a hurry.

"What's so strange about that? The owner of this shop is not an ordinary person. That's at least a warrior in the realm of cattle and tigers. Once such a person has evil intentions, those ordinary people can't do anything about him? "

At the same time, ye Qian put a piece of beef brain in the pot. After seven or eight seconds, he fished it out again. The tender and smooth taste was delicious.

Looking at Ye Qian's enjoyment, Nangong Miaomiao can't help but feel a cold cicada.

"I say floating, so you can eat it?"

"Why can't I eat it?" With a smile, ye Qian asked, "when I was in the fairyland, wasn't it normal for people to eat people? What's more, we're eating authentic beef. What's good for you

After that, ye Qian rinsed the tripe in front of Nangong Miaomiao's face.

In fact, although Ye Qian's words are a little rough, they are true.

In the ancient fairyland, monsters ate people, people ate monsters, and practitioners ate practitioners. This is the most common thing.

There are not so many rules and ways in the human world in the place where people speak according to their strength. It is an eternal truth that whoever has a big fist is the father.

Only now Nangong miaomiaobing has already been integrated into the modern society, can we feel such a sense of wonder.

After swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Nangong Miaomiao looked at Ye Qian and ye Qingxuan, who kept moving their chopsticks in front of them. He tentatively said, "ups and downs, lovelorn. Do you think we should take care of the affairs here?"

After all, Nangong Miaomiao glanced at the diners who were enjoying themselves: "after all, these people are innocent. If they know what they eat is I guess a lot of them will collapse? "For Nangong Miaomiao's proposal, ye Qian just smiles.

After slowly putting down his chopsticks and glancing at the hotpot shop named Liji, ye Qian said softly: "we should manage nature, but we will talk about it after we have had enough food and drink enough."

At the moment, ye Qingxuan, who had never said a word, suddenly said, "I agree."

In the face of this "brother and sister" two people's attitude, Nangong Miaomiao to a helpless face.

After all, with Nangong Miaomiao's clear-cut and straightforward character, she would like to immediately get up and destroy the black shop and kill the owner of the shop.

It's a pity that ye Qian and ye Qingxuan have no such intention, and their chopsticks, which they just stopped, are now in ruins again.

When Nangong Miaomiao sighed and ye Qian and ye Qingxuan looked indifferent, many strange figures suddenly appeared on the street of Liji hotpot shop.

Some of them were in groups, some with iron bars in their hands, some with cigarette rings in their mouths, and some with bare arms showing their tattoos.

These guys don't look like normal people in their careers. They seem to be confused people.

Watching such a group of people appear in the street, the stall owners of some stalls along the street are called a runaway.

Even some local diners outside the Liji hotpot shop got up and checked out.

What's more, a bleak and desperate voice was heard far away from the street: "no, brother Mao is coming. Brother Mao is coming. Let's run quickly."

At this moment, the only person at this table in the street is Ye Qian, who is motionless, but with a trace of irony in his eyes.

Especially Ye Qian, looking at the group of thugs coming from far and near, he even showed a strange smile: "ha ha, these guys, the printing hall is black and purple, but they don't know it. It looks like they won't survive tonight. "

While muttering, ye Qian took a meaningful look at the brand shining Liji hot pot shop.

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