Chapter 680

Meng Qiu snorted coldly, "this is the secret of our corpse expelling gate. Since you don't want to join our corpse expelling gate, why should I tell you?"

In fact, it's not a secret. Anyone who has dealt with them will know it, but Meng Qiu has no obligation to tell Zhao Feng. What's more, Zhao Feng has just refused Meng Qiu's invitation.

When Zhao Feng heard this, he shook his head secretly. He knew that it was because of his previous refusal that he had offended Meng Qiu.

"In this case, I don't want to ask. Can you ask, why do today's cultivators want to hide themselves?"

"You don't know?"

Meng Qiu was stunned and looked at Zhao Feng in surprise.

"If I knew, I would not ask you again."

"In this case, I'll tell you that a long time ago, there was a disaster. A special life was born between heaven and earth, and its strength was incomparable. Its food was us who were cultivating immortals. In ten years, he ate the immortals between heaven and earth, and he didn't know how much, and the rest of them were hidden."

"So you're hiding from that particular life? Is he still alive? Why haven't I heard a single word about him? "

If there is such a thing, except for those who cultivate immortals, why don't these people in the ancient martial arts get any news.

Hum, how many years has Meng's words been regarded as the truth of life

"Boy, there's only so much I can tell you. When you think about it one day and want to join us, come to the secret room of cangjiao lake to find me."

The reason why he would tell Zhao Feng these things is that Zhao Feng is too arrogant, which leads to that thing. Second, he also has a bit of fantasy about Zhao Feng joining the corpse driving gate.

Now Zhao Feng doesn't agree. He can take it for granted that Zhao Feng has a long life. When his life comes near, he will probably think about longevity.

Looking at Meng Qiu's figure, Zhao Feng turns back, picks up Wu Ziqi and walks towards the inn.

Today's conversation with Meng Qiu, Zhao Feng gained a lot, but a new round of doubts arose in his heart.

For example, what is the special life between heaven and earth? I live by swallowing the immortal. Where is it now? In ten years, no one can subdue it.

From Bai Qi's inheritance, Zhao Feng knows a lot of news, such as how powerful the former immortals were, the golden elixir Yuanying was everywhere, and his distraction was not as good as that of the dog.

It's not exaggeration. It's that no one can subdue that kind of thing at its peak, or even save his life. If you think about it, you can understand the horror of that thing.

Back at the inn, Zhao Feng holds Wu Ziqi in his arms and comes to his room. It's not what he wants to do, but for Meng Qiu's words, he is not at ease.

We have to watch Wu Ziqi wake up. Only when there is nothing wrong can he be relieved.

When sitting down, time goes by very long. Zhao Feng leans on the head of the bed and unconsciously sleeps by the head of the bed.

I don't know how long later, under the moonlight, Wu Ziqi also opened her sleepy eyes and looked at Zhao Feng lying beside her. After a simple smile, she went back to sleep.

Time is like a fleeting moment, always passing quietly when people don't know.

When Zhao Feng woke up the next morning, he found that Wu Ziqi was lying in his arms, sleeping soundly, with a smile on his face and a touch of crystal saliva flowing from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this, Zhao Feng, with a knowing smile, quietly got up and didn't wake Wu Ziqi up.

Out of the inn, in the early morning, the city is still very quiet, except for a few breakfast shops, only a few ordinary people who have to work sit in it, ready to fill their empty stomach.

Zhao Feng found a breakfast shop: "boss, two rougamo, and two bowls of millet porridge, take them away."

This is a breakfast shop that he and Wu Ziqi often come to. The merchants in the ancient martial arts circle all have a characteristic of kindness. A rougamo is full of fat and lean meat. They sprinkle a spoonful of soup on it and bite it down. They are all satisfied.

Seeing Zhao Feng's familiar face, the boss warmly entertained him: "here we are again. Why didn't you come here with that little girl today?"

Wu Ziqi is the favorite of all kinds of shop owners.

"She's still sleeping, so I didn't call her."

It wasn't long before the boss handed over the packaged rougamo and rice porridge. The food was steaming hot, but he ticked off Zhao Feng's greedy insects.

"This is the pickle in the shop. Take it back and eat it together."

once again, the boss handed over an oil paper bag with a portion of pickled radish. Zhao Feng said thanks.

After dinner, he turned back to the inn.

Wu Ziqi is still sleeping. Zhao Feng smiles and puts rougamo in front of Wu Ziqi's nose, shaking it gently.Wu Ziqi seems to ask about the fragrance, nose tip with Zhao Feng shaking rougamo and move left and right.

Finally, Wu Ziqi in her sleep, stimulated by the fragrance, opened her eyes and looked at the rougamo nearby, showing a happy smile.

"As soon as I wake up, there is rougamo in front of me. Am I dreaming?"

"Yes! You're dreaming. In that case, it's useless for you to eat rougamo, so I won't leave it to you. "

When Zhao Feng saw Wu Ziqi's appearance, he couldn't help laughing and teasing Wu Ziqi.

"No way."

Wu Ziqi stretched out her hand, took rougamo in her hand and took a beautiful bite.

"It's the rougamo from the one downstairs. They give the most meat."

Among the people Zhao Feng knows, many people can taste wine. They can accurately tell the year and place of origin of red wine. However, Wu Ziqi is the only one who can accurately tell the food is the product of that shop.

This is probably the instinct to eat!

Wu Ziqi was satisfied with the delicious rougamo with millet porridge and refreshing dried radish.

"Things here are almost settled. We'll go out later. In the afternoon, we can almost go back to the secular world."

He doesn't want to stay here any longer. In this case, he wants to make a deal with the old man of the casino, so that he can return to the secular world directly.

Hearing this, Wu Ziqi was stunned, and then a look of disappointment appeared on her face: "isn't there still several days? How could it be so fast? "

Zhao Feng was puzzled: "why, don't you want to go back to the secular world?"

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