Ye Wanxi glared at Yunzheng coldly, feeling unconvinced that she had to pay spirit stones after being played with, so she simply snorted and left.
Liu Mocheng and Yu Min followed closely behind.
When only Nangong Qingqing and Yunzheng were left in the box, the two looked at each other, smiled, and then gave each other a high-five.
Yunzheng called the waiter and ordered him to pack the remaining fifty-odd dishes and several jars of wine in food boxes, and then paid him one hundred thousand spiritual stones.
After placing these in the storage space, the two left Fengling Restaurant.
Return to the inn.
Yunzheng and Nangong Qingqing went to Feng Xinglan and Mu Yin's room.
Mu Yin had a sad face and glared at Yunzheng and Nangong Qingqing resentfully, "I heard that you two went out for a walk, but you didn't take me with you. It's so sad!"
Yunzheng breathed the back of his head as usual and said with a smile: "We have brought you something back. I have already summoned a few of them to come."
"Did you bring something? What is it?" Mu Yin looked surprised.
Nangong Qingqing smiled and said, "You will know later."
Not long after, Yu Qiu, Mo Jing, Yan Chen, and Zhongli Wuyuan all arrived.
Yu Qiu raised his eyebrows evilly, "Why are you calling us here in such a hurry? Why are you so mysterious?"
Under everyone's confused gazes, Yunzheng took out a long table from the storage ring and placed it next to the square table. Then he pushed it gently and closed the gap between the two.
Yunzheng didn't show any concern and took out food boxes one by one from the storage space. The smell, smell and taste made them a little moved.
Nangong Qingqing opened the food boxes one by one, then took them out and placed them on the table.
Yunzheng pointed to the food on the table and said, "Eat the food I brought for you."
"You're not poisoning, are you?!" Mo Jing was shocked. Ayun and Qingqing suddenly treated them so well, which felt a little weird.
Six people looked at her at the same time.
Yunzheng was unhappy and actually doubted her.
She raised her feet and stepped proudly on the chair, and said in a conspiratorial tone: "I'm going to take laxatives now!"
"No, no, no, Azheng." Mu Yin quickly hugged one of her arms, preventing her from having a chance to act.
The young boy Mu Yin sincerely persuaded him, "It's all Brother Jing's fault. Just punish him, Azheng, not to eat."
Mo Jing: "?"
"Hahaha..." Several people laughed.
At this moment, Feng Xinglan, who was not noticed, had already picked up the chopsticks and started eating.
Seeing this, Yan Chen also sat down and started eating.
Mu Yin opened his eyes wide and said in disbelief: "You two actually ate it secretly!"
The next moment, the other people hurriedly sat down and wolfed down the food as if they had never seen the food before.
It's not how delicious the food is, the most important thing is the feeling of them eating together.
As long as one person is alone, even if he is faced with the most delicious food in the world, he will still taste it.
Yunzheng and Nangong Qingqing also sat down. Although they were full, they still chatted with them.
There are still six days left before the official start of the East continent event.
Yunzheng didn't plan to go out. She went to Fengxing Space to distribute spiritual herbs and elixirs to Erbai and Sanfeng, and then refined the elixirs to Siqing.
During these six days, people from the Fengyun Team would occasionally get together a few times, and then everyone would go about their own business.
It wasn't until the night before the Dongzhou Grand Event that the dean, the five vice-deans, and Elder Mu gathered together the fifty participating disciples.
Dean Song Jidao: "Our Eastern Continent Grand Meeting will be divided into three major camps, namely the human race, the hidden race and the alien race."
"Originally, the competition between our major forces at the Eastern Continent Grand Conference was an internal competition, but this time it was obviously different."
"The major forces in Dongzhou have also united. Our Holy Academy has fifty disciples, the four major alliances have eight disciples each, the World's First Floor and Lingtian Auction each have five young disciples, and the mercenary group has Eight young disciples.”
"A total of one hundred young disciples, belonging to the first level of competition."
"You will meet with the disciples of other forces tomorrow. During the competition, you must be united to the outside world. The human race must not fight within itself."
"The other two tribes will also produce 300 young disciples each. In addition to not fighting among themselves, you just want to strive to get the top thirty!"
"Because the young disciples who reach the top thirty will be invited by the sect from Zhongling Continent! This is a great opportunity and challenge! The most convenient way to Zhongling Continent is right in front of you. I hope you will go all out! "
After Dean Song Ji said his last words, all the fifty young disciples in the audience were shocked!
Zhonglingzhou? !
You can actually go to Zhongling Continent! ! !
No wonder those foreign and hidden races all came out to fight for this quota!
Lou Fengxian looked at a group of stunned young disciples and said in a deep voice: "We also received the exact news yesterday that the sect figures from Zhongling Continent have arrived."
"Your competition is not only related to your own future, but also related to the re-division of the resources of our three major tribes in Dongzhou. I hope you will do your best!"
One disciple asked: "Will it be the regular competition rules tomorrow?"
Jun Fang blew his beard and glared: "You are overthinking it. The method of this competition was decided by the big shots in Zhongling Continent."
The implication is that except for those big shots from Zhongling Continent, no one else knows about it.
That night, the news was so huge that everyone was dizzy and had no intention of sleeping or practicing.
The foreign and hidden tribes also announced the news at the same time.
Suddenly, everyone's hearts were turned upside down.
Originally I thought it was just a ranking to compete for the resources of the three major clans...
Now, the mysterious Zhongling Continent is involved!
How could this not make them excited or excited? !
Especially those young disciples!
On this night, the young disciples all received messages of hope from their family elders.
Nangong Qingqing was called out by Nangong Junze.
Yunzheng was the only one left in the room. She originally wanted to go back to the Fengxing space to chat with Dajuan, Erbai, Sanfeng and Siqing.
But--
She saw the man in black robe who suddenly arrived. He was wearing a mask and came with a cool look, noble and elegant.
"Rong Shuo." Yunzheng suddenly stood up and said in surprise.
"It's me." His deep and pleasant voice sounded slowly.
Rong Shuo was in front of her in an instant.
"Zheng'er..." He stared at Yunzheng's face with his deep eyes, and there seemed to be unresolved emotion in his eyes. He raised his hand, held the back of her head with one hand, and put his arm around her waist with the other, and then pulled her In his arms, he was domineering and tight.
Familiar with the unique smell of clear snow.
Yunzheng was so strangled by him that she could hardly breathe.
She reached out and pinched his waist hard, and said angrily: "Rong Shuo, it's too tight, I'm almost out of breath."
"Then I'll help you breathe." His low voice contained a casual smile and a somewhat inexplicable sultry meaning that made people feel numb all over.
Before Yunzheng could react, her chin was lifted, a shadow hit her, and a soft and warm feeling appeared on her lips.
"Well……"
