Chapter 721

The Yellow level Qilin blood feast continued in a lively way. Soon, the class directors of other classes heard the news and rushed to join them.

In the end, Dean Ren Xiaoyao heard that Yang Feng was back, and as soon as he came back, he held a reception banquet in the teaching area of his class. He immediately looked for him angrily, asked his teacher and said, "smelly boy, you're back at last, you..."

"Well, what's the smell?"

Suddenly, Ren Xiaoyao's nose moved, and he immediately smelled the powerful aura with rage factor in the unicorn's blood.

While holding chopsticks, ye Jianfei quickly waved and said, "Dean Ren, Yang Feng, he doesn't know where to get a bucket of Kirin blood for everyone. Come and have a taste. Good things. He will be refreshed immediately after eating."

"Kylin blood? A big bucket? No?"

The body suddenly stagnated. Ren Xiaoyao was stunned. He couldn't care to scold Yang Feng any more. He involuntarily went to the table and murmured, "is it true or false?"

"Really, stir fried Kirin blood is different from duck blood. Don't you believe you can try it?"

"Really, prepare a pair of dishes and chopsticks for me. Tut, it's so luxurious to stir fry Kirin blood!"

Finally, president Ren joined the banquet and began to push cups and change lamps.

As time went by, night soon fell and the welcome banquet came to an end.

A group of teachers and students left contentedly.

Yang Feng and Ren Xiaoyao were burping and drunk. They sat side by side on the steps, greeted Li Yan behind and said, "Lao Li, wrap up the rest of the fried Kirin blood for me. I'll take it home and try it for some old people at home."

"I see, brother Feng, I've wrapped it up for you."

After Li Yan said hello, Yang Feng nodded faintly.

Ren Xiaoyao 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 trouble? Everyone is very happy."

"They are happy now, but not necessarily in a few months."

"What do you mean?"

Yang Feng looked at it dimly and drunk. Ren Xiaoyao blushed and drank another mouthful of old wine. He sighed: "the fierce tiger came out of the mountain. According to reliable news, Murong Yinfeng, the head of the Murong family, came to the imperial capital with a large number of people. He must have come to settle accounts with you little things. I won't be able to guarantee all your yellow level students at that time!"

"I need your protection? There are people in my family, okay? I'll kill him and let him know. Others don't dare to beat his son. I'll beat his son for nothing. What can he do, cut..."

Yang Feng was drunk, raised his head, laughed and scolded.

Ren Xiaoyao looked happy and wanted his words: "well, let's join hands. You bring all the guys in your family who can take action. I don't believe that Murong old thief dares to turn his face completely with us. Cheers, ha ha!"

"Cheers!"

Yang Feng and Ren Xiaoyao embraced each other's shoulders and, like the two brothers, gently touched a cup and drank freely. It can be regarded as an alliance between attack and defense.

After another half an hour, Yang Feng saw that the moon was getting bigger and bigger. It was getting late, so he said goodbye to the old man, took his packed fried Kirin blood and staggered home.

"I really want to live another 500 years..."

Touch!

An hour later, Yang Feng kicked open his door while singing and smelling of wine. He shouted, "Mo Lao, Xiao Wu and Ximen, I'm back. I'll bring you delicious food. Come out quickly, hehe hehe."

"The owner is back!"

On hearing this, the people all welcomed out, but they saw Yang Feng's vain steps and red face. They laughed and shook their heads: "the master of the house just came back and went to the banquet. Unexpectedly, he drank so much?"

"Nothing, happy!"

Staggering, Yang Feng walked in place, held up a paper bag full of oil stains, shook and said, "look, I've packed all the dishes for you. Eat while it's hot. I'll go back to my room and have a rest first."

Pop!

With that, Yang Feng stuffed the paper bag into Mo Shaoqiu's hand and leisurely went to the inner yard.

Looking at his wavering body and looking at the paper bag full of oil stains, Mo Shaoqiu couldn't help laughing and handed it to the five poison boy and said, "the owner of the house is kind. I don't know which restaurant to pack the delicious food back from. The old people are old and have no appetite. It's cheap for you, little girl, ha ha!"

"There are good things without my share. This broken dish is thrown to me instead. It's cold. Am I rare?"

Rolling over his eyes, the five poison boy threw it away and threw it to Tu Ganglie, who disdained to say.

Then, all the big men in the family went back to their house one after another. They didn't care about the leftovers specially packed by Yang Feng for them.

Only Tu Ganglie picked up the smell and smacked his mouth twice. He was very fragrant. He immediately asked Yang Feng in the direction away from him: "brother Feng, what's this dish?"

"Stir fry Kirin blood!"

"What?"

Tu Ganglie was stunned and didn't understand: "what fried Kirin blood? I've never heard of it. Have you made a mistake? I've only heard of fried duck blood, fried goose liver and so on!"

"Alas, it's strange for you to stir fry duck blood. Of course, it's fried duck blood. But I went to the ten thousand demon country and released a large bucket of Black Unicorn blood. When I came back, I found someone to make it. Naturally, it's fried Unicorn blood. Try it. Everyone who has eaten said it's good, burp!"

"Ah, thank you, brother Feng. Hey, hey!"

With a steady nod, Tu Ganglie smiled foolishly, looked at Ximen Zun, picked his eyebrows and said, "Ximen, let's have some wine and taste the Kirin blood brought back by brother Feng? It's estimated that the restaurant outside can't sell."

With a slight nod, Ximen Zun showed a faint smile and was about to go back to the room with Tu Ganglie for a drink.

Shua!

Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed, and Tu Ganglie's paper bag disappeared in an instant.

They were surprised and looked back, but at this moment, Mo Shaoqiu, who was going to go back to his room to rest, was holding on to the paper bag, his face was hard, and his mouth was trembling.

The rest of the big guys, with solemn faces, all ran back, and their eyes kept staring at the paper bag.

"Why didn't you say it earlier, the owner of the house, alas!"

With a long sigh, Mo Shaoqiu shakily picked up the paper bag and said with a sad face: "Kirin blood, he Qizhen's expensive twelve alchemy materials, a drop has no price. The owner actually used it to stir fry the banquet? It's too outrageous!"

"Yes, although the master usually acts absurdly, it's really unreasonable to waste such good things."

At this time, Yan Tianxing, who had always been facing Yang Feng, couldn't stop complaining, but soon turned the conversation and shouted: "However, it's useless to regret the fried Unicorn blood. I think we can divide it up and improve our strength. Unicorn blood, the blood of a divine animal, is a great tonic. It gives priority to soldiers and second to warlocks. One drop can enhance our physical strength, turn Qi into essence and fill up divine consciousness. It's really a magic medicine for cultivation. What's more, the master has got so much back, although it's too late It's been fried. "

Well, that makes sense!

Qi Qi nodded, and after all the worshippers looked at each other tacitly, they left happily and divided up.

Ximen Zun and Tu Ganglie, who only had a silly face, were full of grievances.

Didn't you say you're old and don't want to eat? Why did you come back and rob? You just divide it alone and don't leave us a piece at all? The owner clearly said that we should share it together!

The boy with five poisons was also full of remorse and his mouth was deflated with resentment.

I knew it was Kirin blood. I didn't throw it out just now. Now it is dominated by those old men. Robbers, hum!