After the global recovery, I traveled through

, but the barriers gradually disappear. ] Mom wants family ties and wants to go home. Does Lin Xingtao want to go against the Zhao family and make her mother sad?

It's just that Lin Xingtao is slightly different from Zhao who grew up in the Zhao family. He got everything by himself and he won't be too close to the Zhao family.

Oh, except for the house that his mother made money to buy for him.

"What are you thinking about?" Ji Shun had a rare question. Perhaps he felt that Lin Xingtao's current expression was a little unusual.

——I was thinking about things that ordinary mortals would think about. I was thinking like this in my heart, but Lin Xingtao said: "I was thinking about the way you were buying clothes just now."

——

Lin Xingtao agreed to take the Dragon King to buy clothes. It was indeed his money, but the clothes were left to the Dragon King to choose.

Ji Shun had just chosen a white suit based on what Uncle Lin Xingtao was wearing. He turned to Lin Xingtao and was about to ask how to put it on, when he saw a young man in a blue shirt and almost jumped up.

"Do you want him to help you put it on!?" Ye Feiyu couldn't help shouting in shock, "You can put it on yourself..."

After Ye Feiyu finished speaking, he was sweating profusely, and at the same time he was a little proud.

He just shouted fiercely at the Dragon King.

He couldn't help but think of the scene where he bought clothes for Lin Xingtao when he returned as the first emperor.

When he saw Lin Xingtao handing the shopping bag to the Dragon King, Ye Feiyu had a familiar thought in his mind:

[Will the beauties from the Six Nations also follow the recovery and stay with His Majesty? And Zhao Gaolisi and so on. When the time comes, Ye Feiyu can only listen from a distance. ]

Am I, Ye Feiyu, just a tool for delivering clothes?

The author has something to say: So I won’t write about slaps in the face and super relatives (actually I don’t like those, I like everyone to be nice). If there really is such a slap in the face, it would be from Lin Xingtao’s biological father’s side.

Ye Feiyu:

Rich second generation (cross)

Tool man (hook)

Ji Shun:

Dragon King (cross)

Xiaolin's Dragon Servant (hook)

Chapter 221 Resurrection of spiritual energy (April 1)

A huge copper casting, divided into nine irregular pieces by four sharp and straight steel bars. Even if you are far away, you can feel the unparalleled heat and pressure. When you carefully place your palm next to the copper cast, you will feel the evil grinning devil stretching out tongues of fire to lick your fragile skin.

The devil's tongue has sharp little thorns. You can't help but bite the tip of your tongue. It seems to be penetrated by the devil's malice. When you take a breath of the strong fishy smell, the numbness explodes and rushes into your brain. You quickly retracted your hand and looked at the strange-looking copper casting in front of you with uneasiness and confusion. It was not an ancient creation, as you could tell from the extremely smooth round wall.

From time to time, arms and legs try to climb up the round wall, but you soon discover that those are actually severed limbs washed up by the crimson rolling liquid. Gurgling, as if noticing your gaze, the indescribable liquid rolled even more violently, and you could vaguely glimpse more and bloodier corpses from the bubbles that kept popping up and bursting.

Twisted, desperate, miserable, you are reminded of the ancient Colosseum in a trance, fighting and killing to please the indescribable existence outside the Colosseum. The scarlet liquid swallowed up the sacrifice and was about to complete the evil ritual. Finally, a layer of mysterious white mist blocks your sight, and the mucous membranes of your throat and nose are corroded by this white mist.

You tightened your grip on the long weapon in your hand, and then you saw your companion on your left. You saw the passion in his originally calm eyes, and his lips were stained with a strange blood red. You can't help it anymore, you want to grab a weapon and fight against everything.

The weapon poked at the floating corpses, trembling, and the waist part shook to your mouth.

"Open your mouth and eat." This is the devil's whisper.

You opened your mouth as if you were charmed and ate the loin slices.

——Ye Feiyu picked up the kidney slices in the pot with chopsticks and ate them.

"It's so numb, hiss."

Sweat immediately broke out on his forehead, and he swallowed it wholeheartedly until his throat was burned. "Tons, tons, tons." The cool drink went into his throat, and he waited for a while before looking at Wang Xichen who spoke.

After deciding to eat hot pot, Ye Feiyu, Wang Xichen, Ji Shun, and Lin Xingtao went to a hot pot restaurant on Baixiang Street.

"It's slightly spicy." Ye Feiyu pinched his fingers towards the waiter. The distance between his fingertips was completely negligible.

But Lin Xingtao said without any doubt: "Shangjiugongge is extremely spicy."

After the waiter left, he seemed to be comforting the uneasy Ye Feiyu: "Each of the nine grids has a different taste, just like the mandarin duck pot."

Ye Feiyu believed him.

What if it is promised that God will never deceive others?

Jiugongge has only one flavor, it’s super spicy! This extra spicy food is not just ordinary extra spicy food, it’s Shuangqing’s extra spicy food! It is said that the mild spicy food in other places is a symbolic way of adding a little more spicy food, while the mild spicy food in Shuangqing is a symbolic way of adding a little less spicy food. So Shuangqing's spicy food can kill people.

Ye Feiyu, who can't eat spicy food but wants to eat spicy food, has to drink a bottle of cold beer to calm down.

Don’t they find it spicy? Ye Feiyu looked at the other three.

He knew that his cousin Wang Xichen was very good at eating spicy food. Wang Xichen was taking a piece of tomato dipped in dried chili and stuffing it into his mouth. After one bite, the tomato juice was as red as blood, and the hot juice flowed down his lips. Wang Xichen ignored his red lips and sneered: "Can anyone else do it?"

Ye Feiyu was shocked.

Opposite him, the Dragon King was also stuffing spicy beef into his mouth. The Dragon King's lips also turned red, and his pale skin also turned a thin red. But he did not stop, and his face did not show likes or dislikes.

Next to the Dragon King, Lin Xingtao took off his hat and was stirring a plate full of chili peppers with chopsticks. Squid, shrimp, tripe, and chili peppers fell down with a casual shake.

Ye Feiyu stared at Lin Xingtao and put them into his mouth... He really ate them! His face did not turn red, his expression did not change, and even the breath he exhaled through the mist had a light smell of ice and snow.

Can Wang Xichen and the Dragon King do it!

Lin Xingtao glanced at the empty plate in front of Ye Feiyu, showing a smile very similar to Wang Xichen, and said:

"——Can't you afford to play?"

This sentence stunned Ye Feiyu at once, and even the Dragon King, who was eating meat, raised his head, looked at Ye Feiyu, took Lin Xingtao's chopsticks and began to help him pick up the dishes and stir slowly.

Ye Feiyu can do it.

Ye Feiyu trembled and began to eat according to the Dragon King's method.

For some reason, he always felt that something was wrong.

After a while, when he could no longer feel his lips, there was finally a sound besides the vague heat in his ears.

"Duo." It was the sound of Lin Xingtao's knuckles hitting the table.

I don't know when it started, only Ye Feiyu was eating.

They stared at Ye Feiyu quietly, and their eyes made the child not understand.

Ye Feiyu's eyes went dark.

"It is said that there is an immortal in Hongya Cave. Ye Feiyu, go and pat Hongya's shoulder." Lin Xingtao's laughter slowly echoed from the voice of an ordinary person to the ethereal sound of the avenue.

[Pat Hongya's shoulder with the right hand.]

[Pat the shoulder of the immortal, lingering and reluctant to leave.]

Ye Feiyu saw the Hongya Cave in history in a daze.

Located along the river and following the terrain of the mountain, history cannot destroy the ancient scenery of Hongya Cave. Hongya Cave has become more and more new with the passage of time.

Stilt houses, ancient archways, wooden hanging flowers, cantilevered beams, carved corridors, mid-mountain streets and bluestone slabs. The immortal cave, hundreds of boats compete for the current, and there is a world beyond the sky.

These scenes flashed before Ye Feiyu's eyes, and finally his eyes stopped on Lin Xingtao's bent knuckles.

The tiny distance between the knuckles and the tabletop encompassed a small world.

The barrier of Ye Feiyu's cultivation realm was also easily knocked.

He once opened a cultivation path on Huashan Mountain that was somewhat different from everyone else.

He had never told anyone that when Wang Xueqing tried to communicate with the dragon vein but was attacked, he actually wanted to try.

Wen Qin said to him: [That is a gift from another world. ]

What he practiced was actually the path of Da Chu.

At this moment, he felt very clearly that he had touched the realm of immortals.

"Ye Feiyu." The Heavenly Dao called his name, "Earth's communication ambassador to Da Chu, can you do it?"

Ye Feiyu saw a group of Taoist priests wearing martial arts clothes waiting in another world in a trance.

The same roots, the same sky, the same Heavenly Dao.

He nodded solemnly.

"Then let's eat hot pot now."

Ye Feiyu was at a loss for a moment, not understanding what the relationship between eating hot pot and practicing was.

But soon, his mind was sucked away by the golden threads crisscrossing between heaven and earth.

The subtle golden threads enveloped the head of the Dragon King.

The Dragon King placed the stirred dish in front of Lin Xingtao's table, and Lin Xingtao ate a piece of duck tongue.

At that moment, the golden threads vibrated, exuding a vast breath.

The spiciness and pain brought by the hot pot were dispersed by this power after being tasted. │思│Rabbit│at│Online│Read│

This is very clever. You can enjoy the deliciousness of the hot pot without being spicy all the time.

While the golden thread was vibrating, the Dragon King's face returned to normal.

——That is the vein of divine power connecting to the way of heaven.

Ye Feiyu suddenly realized something:

The Dragon King was really eating spicy beef before, and then he chose to help Lin Xingtao stir the dish so that he would not eat it anymore. Then they used strange power to dissolve the excessive spiciness!

Ye Feiyu couldn't believe it. Is Qia Hotpot also practicing, or is it just-

They are cheating!

Even my cousin must be cheating!

Only he, Ye Feiyu, was eating stupidly and seriously!

Just when Ye Feiyu tried to use the power of new perception to dilute the burning sensation in his throat, Lin Xingtao got up and walked out.

There were exclamations outside the hot pot restaurant.

The Dragon King followed closely behind with a bag in his hand.

Outside the hot pot restaurant was a crowded commercial street, and in the distance, a plane appeared.

The plane flew towards the crowd, and the crowd was in a commotion.

But almost in an instant, the plane glided on the ground.

The wings of the plane passed over people's bodies, but it was like sunlight shining into the water.

The water was sparkling.

It seemed like a collision between the unreal and the real world.

"Due to the special nature of the road, Shuangqing is a major test point for the spiritual energy logistics plan. From Yanjing to Shuangqing's Baixiang Street, the first long-distance spiritual energy logistics channel has been established."

"This plane is a special plane with spiritual energy on its surface. From Yanjing to Shuangqing, it has undergone thirteen teleportations in total, which took sixteen minutes."

Wang Xueqing walked out holding a sword. When Lin Xingtao was eating hot pot, she was not shopping, but communicating with Yanjing.

"Thank you very much..." Wang Xueqing said to Lin Xingtao.

Lin Xingtao stopped Wang Xueqing from saying her name.

The knock he just made on the table not only raised Ye Feiyu's realm, but also connected the golden thread of the Heavenly Dao with the spiritual energy Internet of Things.

Wang Xueqing was silent for a moment and said, "The Zhao family is here to pick you up."

She turned and drew out her long sword, and the airflow gently brushed away the crowd that gathered around.

"Please disperse! This plane will solidify in four minutes!"

The crowd dispersed with a bang.

The stairs were lowered, Lin Xingtao put on his hood, and calmly boarded the plane.

The strong wind from the propeller made the night and the lights dim.

All the people who witnessed this historical moment waved excitedly at him on the plane.

The waiter waiting at the stairs handed over a glass of red wine, Lin Xingtao took it, turned around, and raised his glass to the world.

Cheers to the world, to the rapidly developing China.

In the hot pot restaurant, Wang Xichen raised his glass from a distance and drank it all.

His eyes were complicated.

"He is the aunt of the old man of the Zhao family.