Chapter 896

The leader of flying corpse sect is a dead man.

This is no joke. When Zheng Feiyue went to meet the flying corpse Pope, he found that the man standing in front of him was pale and lifeless. He was really a dead man.

"Your Excellency..."

Zheng Feiyue opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to call it.

It is said that the leader of the flying corpse sect is very mysterious. No one knows where he is or what his name is. He only knows that he often appears in the bodies of various dead bodies, even in his own sect.

Zheng Feiyue didn't believe it before, but when he saw the real "corpse" today, he knew that the rumors were true. At the same time, he lamented that it was really powerful that he could play with corpses and turn himself into thousands of incarnations.

It's just amazing, but you can make complaints about the corpse.

"Corpse" nodded to Zheng Feiyue. He didn't know whether he didn't want to talk or whether the vocal cord of the corpse was broken. He went straight into the hall.

Such an innovative move naturally surprised Zheng Feiyue. He could only sigh: "he can play."

After the flying corpse sect, there are seven sects, and only the evil god sect has not arrived!

Everyone is used to the last appearance of the evil god sect. It's not surprising. They just secretly speculate in their hearts that the evil god will come personally?

If an evil god comes, will he come to eat or kill?

Under all kinds of speculation, the noisy streets became quiet gradually, and the air became solemn and heavy.

Evil gods have not appeared in front of the world for a long time. If you really leave the evil god mountain today, it will be difficult to predict the blessings and disasters!

After arranging the distinguished guests, Gemini also felt the solemn atmosphere at the scene and paced to the boss, as if to share the heavier and heavier pressure for him.

Lv Bu even whispered: "Wang Po is outside the city and can enter the city at any time!"

Zheng Feiyue didn't speak. His eyes fell at the end of the street and couldn't see happiness, anger, sadness and joy.

In sight.

A piece of cloth came slowly. He walked steadily and looked steady. His momentum was like an abyss. His temples were full of white hair. He was... Wang Buyi!

"Hoo ~"

Zheng Feiyue breathed out his breath, strode forward and said with a smile, "I guessed it was you."

The atmosphere changed.

When the evil god didn't come, everyone was relieved and relaxed.

Wang Buyi sighed: "during the battle of fairy peak, the evil god was very angry when he learned that he was used by tongtianmen... I rarely see him so angry. You'd better not expect him to come."

Zheng Feiyue grinned.

Zhao Yun was a little unconvinced and said in a deep voice, "if he really dares to come, he will teach him that there is no return!"

It was not easy for Wang to look at Zhao Yun. His deep eyes seemed to see through his interior and said, "the way of purple thunder is strange. If you want to fight with evil gods, repair it for another 10000 years."

Zhao Yun pursed his lips and didn't argue with Wang.

Evil gods are powerful, but their brothers are not vegetarian. Now there is a mysterious crystal ball in hand, plus the pool of mulberry ghost city. There are infinite possibilities. I'm not afraid of his evil gods.

Zheng Feiyue accompanied Wang to the main hall. The other six elders who had seen high moral integrity were arranged to sit down.

In order to cope with today's situation, Zheng Feiyue invited all the chefs in the wine restaurants in the city, and gave them simple training to teach them their own unique dishes.

At the moment, he stood in front of the magnificent city master's house and shouted a sentence familiar to the earth: "open the dinner and serve the food!"

Plates and plates of dishes were served on the table. The unique ingredients and novel methods surprised all the guests, especially its rich aroma, which made the population salivate.

Without urging, people moved chopsticks one after another.

"Incense!"

"Delicious!"

"I didn't expect the ugly ghost head fish to be so delicious!"

"What is this? It tastes very crisp. You can't stop after one bite!"

For monks, secular wine and dishes are just chicken ribs. It's harmless to taste them occasionally. It's unnecessary to eat them often and it's not beneficial to practice.

Today, however, the banquet of Lord Zheng opened the door to a new world for them.

The imaginative dishes, like a heavy hammer, shook their taste buds, making them suddenly realize that it is also very difficult to give up their appetite.

Not long after the banquet, Qian Xiaojia dragged her two eggs out of the gate of the fairy bar. When she saw that the whole street was buried in eating, and no one even spoke, she was surprised and said, "what Tiancai and Dibao did you give them?"

From the girl's point of view, the monks can eat without saying anything, except for the natural materials and earth treasures that are beneficial to cultivation. Now people all over the street chew and wrap. How much money does it take?

Even the divine medicine sect, which has been operating pills for generations and is extremely rich, dare not be so extravagant and wasteful.

"It's not a natural treasure, it's a common ingredient in the mountains and water." Zheng Feiyue said with a smile.

Qian Xiaojia didn't believe it. Dragging the two eggs with lazy cancer attack, he squeezed into the table with an innocent face. He was not ashamed, so he asked for a mouth of shiny plant roots and stuffed them into his mouth.

Click.

Qian Xiaojia bit the food and immediately stood on the spot. After a while, her mouth stirred like a hamster, making a chucking sound. While eating, she shouted, "what's this? It's delicious!"

Then the girl didn't even want two eggs, so she had to join other people's banquets to grab food.

Zheng Feiyue grabbed her and said with a sweat: "be reserved. These foods are made by the cooks I taught in the city. They are not as good as one tenth of my craft. The best food is in the side hall. Go quickly and don't rob other people's food."

When Qian Xiaojia heard the speech, his eyes were as bright as the little sun. He excitedly went to the side hall. Halfway through the hall, he found that he had forgotten the two eggs. He quickly turned back and dragged the two eggs away.

Zheng Feiyue shook his head and continued to walk between the tables, greeting one by one. It was nothing more than "eat and drink well". He directly copied the set of the earth.

After all, he is the master of the city now. Although the seven zongmen do not necessarily admit it, he still has to win the hearts of the people. When he was on earth, he often entertained hosts from all over the world. Now he can do it easily.

While enjoying the delicious food, they also greatly appreciated the hospitable Zheng Feiyue, and the relationship was further closer.

Zheng Feiyue first entertained the guests in the street, then entertained the guests in the city master's house, and finally stepped into the side hall, where all the people from the seven sects were placed.

There are only three tables in the side hall, in sharp contrast to the crowd outside the street.

Two of the tables are prepared by disciples or descendants brought to each patriarch. The chef is Li xiner. As for the third table, Zheng Feiyue personally cooked and prepared a delicious feast for the seven patriarchs.

The seven (6 + 1) patriarchs were still very calm. Zheng Feiyue didn't arrive and no one moved chopsticks. It's not like Qian wangsun at the next table. He had to fight his brains to grab a dish.

As Lao Qian's father, Qian Jun looked as usual, smiled as warm as jade, and had a lot of idol burden.

He seldom cares about this son. He usually asks the little martial uncle to whip him directly!