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Ye Jianfei raised his chopsticks and beckoned quickly: "Dean Ren, Yang Feng got a big bucket of unicorn blood from somewhere to entertain everyone. Come over and have a taste. It's a good thing. After you eat it, I instantly became more energetic.¡±
"Kilin blood? A big bucket of it? No way?"
His body suddenly stagnated, and Ren Xiaoyao was stunned for a moment. He didn't bother scolding Yang Feng anymore for his absurdity. He went to the table involuntarily and murmured: "Is it true or false?"
¡°Really, stir-fried unicorn blood is different from duck blood. If you don¡¯t believe me, why don¡¯t you try it?¡±
"Really, prepare a pair of bowls and chopsticks for me. Tsk, tsk, they actually stir-fried unicorn blood. It's so luxurious to eat like this!"
Finally, Dean Ren also joined the banquet and started changing glasses.
Time passed by minute by minute, and soon night fell, and the welcome banquet also came to an end.
All the teachers and students had a good meal and left with satisfaction.
Yang Feng and Ren Xiaoyao were burping and drunkenly sitting side by side on the steps. They greeted Li Yan behind them and said, "Old Li, wrap up the remaining fried unicorn blood for me and I'll take it home." Let a few elderly people at home try it out."
"I know, Brother Feng, I've got everything covered 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 college?"
"What's the trouble? Aren't everyone happy?"
"They are happy now, but they may not be happy in a few months."
"What's the meaning?"
Yang Feng looked over drunkenly, Ren Xiaoyao's old face was red, he took another sip of old wine and sighed: "The tiger is out of the mountain. According to reliable information, the head of the Murong family, Murong Yinfeng, has come to the imperial capital with a large number of people. I'm sure I¡¯m here to settle a score with you little guys, and I may not be able to protect all of you yellow-level students by then!¡±
"Do I need your protection? There are people in my family, okay? Then I will kill him and let him know better. No one else dares to beat his son. If I beat his son, it will be in vain. What can he do? Quite¡¡±
Yang Feng was drunk, raising his head, laughing and cursing.
Ren Xiaoyao's face was filled with joy. What he wanted was what he said: "Okay, let's join forces. You bring all the guys in your family who can do something. I don't believe that old thief Murong dares to completely fall out with us. Cheers." ,Hahaha!"
"cheers!"
Yang Feng and Ren Xiaoyao hugged each other shoulder to shoulder, just like two brothers, they drank lightly and drank heartily, forming an offensive and defensive alliance.
After half an hour passed, Yang Feng saw that the moon above his head was getting bigger and bigger, and it was getting late, so he said goodbye to the old man, took the packaged fried Kirin blood, and wandered home.
"I really want to live another five hundred years"
bump!
An hour later, Yang Feng was singing, smelling of alcohol, and kicked open the door of his house, shouting: "Mo Lao, Xiao Wu, Ximen, I'm back, I'll bring you delicious food, hurry up. Come out, hey hey hey."
"The head of the family is back!"
Hearing this, everyone came out to welcome him, but seeing Yang Feng's steps sloppy and his face flushed, they laughed and shook their heads: "The master of the house just came back and went to a banquet. He actually drank so much?"
"It's okay, I'm happy!"
Staggeringly, Yang Feng walked on the same spot, holding up a paper bag full of oil stains, shaking it and saying: "Look, I packed all the food for you. Eat it while it's hot. I'll go back to the room first." Gone to rest."
Snapped!
With that said, Yang Feng stuffed the paper bag into Mo Shaoqiu's hand and walked leisurely to the inner courtyard.
Looking at his swaying body, and then at the oil-stained paper bag, Mo Shaoqiu couldn't help laughing, and handed it to Wu Du Boy and said, "It's kind of the owner of the house, I brought this delicacy from I don't know which restaurant. The old people are getting older and have less appetite, so they take advantage of you, little girl, hehehe!"
"There are good things that I don't share, but this kind of shabby food is thrown to me. It's already cold. Do I care about it?"
Rolling his eyes, the Five Poison Boy casually threw it to Tu Ganglie and the other two, saying with disdain.
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Only Tu Ganglie picked it up and smelled it, smacked his lips twice, it was quite fragrant, and immediately asked in the direction away from Yang Feng: "Brother Feng, what kind of dish is this?"
"Stir up the Kirin blood!"
"What?"
Tu Ganglie was stunned and didn't understand: "What are you talking about stir-fried unicorn blood? I've never heard of it. Are you mistaken? I've only heard of stir-fried duck blood, stir-fried foie gras and the like! "
"Well, if you don't say that you are rare, you will be weird. Stir-fried duck blood, of course, stir-fried duck blood. But this is what I went to the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom, put a big bucket of the black unicorn's blood in, and found someone to do it after I came back. Naturally It¡¯s stir-fried unicorn blood. Try it, everyone who has tried it says it¡¯s good, burp!¡±
"Hey, thank you Brother Feng, hehehehe!"
Tu Ganglie nodded firmly, laughed honestly, looked at Ximen Zun aside, raised his eyebrows and said: "Ximen, let's have some wine and try the Qilin blood that Brother Feng brought back? Is it from outside? The restaurant probably won¡¯t be able to sell anything.¡±
Nodding slightly, Ximen Zun showed a faint smile and was about to go back to the room with Tu Ganglie to have a drink or two.
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Suddenly, a black shadow flashed past, and the paper bag in Tu Ganglie's hand disappeared instantly.
The two of them were startled, and looked back, only to see that at this moment, Mo Shaoqiu, who was about to go back to his room to rest, was holding on to the paper bag tightly, with a hard look on his face, and his mouth was trembling. trembling.
The other big guys all ran back with solemn faces, their eyes fixed on the paper bag without moving.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier? This family leader, alas!"
With a long sigh, Mo Shaoqiu tremblingly picked up the paper bag and said with a heartbroken face: "Qilin blood is such a precious twelve-grade alchemy material. One drop has a price but no market. The owner of the house actually uses it to stir up banquets? It¡¯s such a waste of natural resources!¡±
"Yes, although the head of the family usually behaves absurdly, it is indeed unjust to waste such a good thing."
At this time, Yan Tianxing, who had always been facing Yang Feng, couldn't help scolding him, but he quickly changed the subject and shouted: "However, this Qilin blood has been fired, and regretting it will not help. I think we can Divide it among a few old guys, I guess it can improve your strength a lot. Kirin blood, the blood of mythical beasts, is a great tonic. Prioritize warriors, followed by warlocks. One drop can increase physical strength, turn energy into essence, and fill up spiritual consciousness. It¡¯s really a magical medicine for cultivation. What¡¯s more, the owner of the house still got so much back, even though it has been fried.¡±
Well, that makes sense!
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Only Ximen Zun and Tu Ganglie were left with confused faces, and their hearts were filled with grievances.
Didn¡¯t you agree that you are old and have no appetite for food, so don¡¯t you want it? Why did you come back and steal it again? You just divided it among yourself and didn't leave any piece for us? The owner of the house clearly said he wanted us to share it together!
The Five Poison boy's face was also full of remorse, his mouth pursed in resentment.
¡°If I had known it was Qilin blood, I wouldn¡¯t have thrown it out just now, but now it¡¯s dominated by those old men again, robbers, huh!
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After returning to his room, Yang Feng fell asleep, and soon there was a slight snore.
At this time, the Five Poison Boy brought Ximen Zun and Tu Ganglie in and walked in gently. He crawled to Yang Feng's bed and whispered into his ear: "Master? Are you asleep? Excuse me. Do you still have Kirin blood stir-fried here?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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