Chapter 1612

But now, Ye Changqing, who was praised to the heavens by the Yunluo Holy Master, didn't know if he could give him some surprises.

As everyone finished ordering, Ye Changqing began to prepare; it is worth mentioning that this Shi Qingfeng had even prepared the kitchen.

Seeing the kitchen at that moment, Until Hong Zun immediately transmitted his voice to Qi Xiong.

"Senior Brother, I said this old thing had a problem; he was aiming to sponge a meal from the start."

This old thing was clearly prepared in advance; otherwise, why would there even be a kitchen?

You Yunluo Holy Land, when receiving cultivators, would you specially prepare a cave dwelling with a kitchen?

This was clearly planned in advance.

Sure enough, none of these old things are easy to deal with; they were even thinking of sponging meals from our Daoyi Holy Land.

For some reason, Until Hong Zun suddenly felt a sense of loss.

Although the Cloud Dream Luo Sea was indeed heaven-defying, and the spots were extremely precious.

But in Until Hong Zun's heart, Little Changqing's food was an invaluable treasure.

What's more, today was a special meal, and they could order dishes; damn it, it's a huge loss.

Think of him, Until Hong Zun, who was also a dignified Peak Master in the Daoyi Holy Land with Great Saint Realm cultivation, but even he only had a small chance to order two dishes to taste during festivals.

Usually, he also ate the big pot meal.

But this old thing Shi Qingfeng came up and started eating without a word, which made Until Hong Zun feel very unbalanced.

Thinking about it this way, he really felt uncomfortable.

However, matters had reached this point, and it was too late to stop it.

As time passed, bursts of fragrance slowly drifted out from the kitchen; Shi Qingfeng smelled this fragrance, and a look of amazement instantly flashed in his eyes.

So fragrant, it really has something; it seems the Yunluo Holy Master wasn't talking nonsense.

Just this fragrance alone was enough to make Shi Qingfeng's index finger move.

He had long forgotten how many years it had been since he had such a feeling; he couldn't help but swallow his saliva, looking forward to it more and more, wishing he could start eating sooner.