Alien God System

The blood feast of the yellow unicorn continued with excitement, and soon after hearing the news, the class guides of the other classes also rushed to join in.

In the end, Dean Ren Xiaoyao heard that Yang Feng was back, and as soon as he came back, he held a banquet in the teaching area of ​​his class. He immediately found him aggressively, and Xingshi asked the crime: stinky boy, you are finally back, you... …"

Huh, what does this smell? "

Suddenly, Ren Xiaoyao moved his nose and instantly smelled the powerful aura with violent factors in the unicorn blood.

While holding his chopsticks, Ye Jianfei hurriedly beckoned: As the dean, Yang Feng doesn't know where to get back a big bucket of unicorn blood to entertain everyone. Come over and taste it. It’s a good thing. After you eat it, you will be full of energy. "

Unicorn blood? Still a big bucket? No way? "

Ren Xiaoyao was stunned for a moment, and he couldn't care about the absurdity of scolding Yang Feng any more, so he went to the table involuntarily and muttered: Really? "

Really, stir-fried unicorn blood is not the same as duck blood, don't believe you try it? "

Really, prepare a pair of chopsticks for the old man. Tsk tusk, fried unicorn blood unexpectedly, it's too extravagant to eat like this! "

Finally, Dean Ren also joined the banquet and began to push the cup to change.

Time passed by, and soon night fell, and the welcome banquet came to an end.

All the teachers and students left with a lot of satisfaction.

Yang Feng and Ren Xiaoyao hiccuped and drunk, sitting side by side on the steps, and greeted Li Yan behind: Lao Li, wrap me the rest of the fried unicorn blood, and I will take it home to my home A few old people tried new things. "

Knowing Brother Feng, I'll wrap it up for you. "

After Li Yan said hello, Yang Feng nodded faintly.

Ren Xiaoyao on the side patted Yang Feng's shoulder lightly, and suddenly said: Kid, do you know how much trouble you have caused me since you came to my academy? "

What's the trouble? Isn't everyone happy? "

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

What do you mean? "

Yang Feng looked over drunkly, Ren Xiaoyao flushed with an old face, took another sip of old wine, and sighed: The tiger came out of the mountain, according to reliable sources, Murong Yinfeng, the head of the Murong family, came to the Emperor with a large number of people, it must be Come to find you little things to settle the accounts, then the old man may not be able to protect all of you yellow-level students! "

I need your insurance? Is there someone in my family? At that time, I will kill him personally and let him know. Others don't dare to beat his son. I beat his son for nothing. What can he do, eagerly..."

Yang Feng drank his head, raised his head, laughing and cursing.

Ren Xiaoyao looked happy, and what he wanted was his words: Okay, let's join hands, and you bring all the guys in your family who can handle it. I don't believe that old Murong thief dares to completely turn his face with us, cheers, Hahaha! "

Cheers! "

Yang Feng and Ren Xiaoyao put their arms around their shoulders, just like the brothers. They gently touched a glass and drank freely, which is regarded as an alliance of offense and defense.

After another half an hour, Yang Feng watched the moon above his head get bigger and bigger, and it was getting late, so he said goodbye to the old man, took the packaged stir-fried unicorn blood, and swayed home.

I really want to live another five hundred years..."

bump!

An hour later, while singing, Yang Feng kicked open the door of his own house while sang a song, and yelled: Mo Lao, Xiao Wu, Ximen, I'm back, I'll bring you some delicious food, come out soon Yeah, hehehe. "

The owner is back! "

Upon hearing this, everyone greeted him, but when he saw Yang Feng's footsteps and flushed face, he laughed and shook his head: Patriarch just came back, he went to a banquet, ah, he drank so much? "

It's okay, happy! "

Staggering, Yang Feng walked on the spot, holding a paper bag full of oil stains, shook it and said: Look, I packed all the vegetables back for you, hurry up and eat while it’s hot, and I’ll go back to my room and rest. went. "

Snapped!

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

Looking at his wobbly body, and then at the paper bag full of oil stains, Mo Shaoqiu couldn't help but laugh, and then handed it to Wudu Boydao: The patron’s kindness, I don’t know which restaurant to bring back the delicacies from We are getting older and have no appetite anymore, it's cheaper for you little girl, ha ha ha! "

There are good things that are not in my share, but this kind of broken vegetables is thrown to me. It is cold, am I rare? "

Rolling his eyes, the Five Poison Boy threw it away and threw it to Tu Ganglie, who was aside, disdainfully said.

Then, all the big guys in the family went back to their house one after another, not caring about the leftovers that Yang Feng specially packed for them.

Only Tu Ganglie picked it up and sniffed it. It was quite fragrant. He immediately asked Yang Feng away from him: Brother Feng, what kind of dish is this? "

Stir fried unicorn blood! "

what? "

Tu Ganglie was taken aback for a moment, but didn't understand: What kind of stir-fried Qilin blood? I've never heard of it, have you made a mistake? I have only heard of fried duck blood, fried foie gras and the like! "

Alas, how strange it is to say that you are rare. Stir-fry with duck blood, of course, is to stir-fry duck blood. But this is when I went to Ten Thousand Demons Country and put a big bucket of blood on the black unicorn. After I came back, I found someone to do it. Naturally, it was a stir-fried unicorn blood. Try it, everyone who has eaten it says it's good, hiccup! "

Hey, thanks Feng brother, hehehe! "

Deciding to nod his head, Tu Ganglie smiled honestly, looked at Ximenzun on the side, raised his eyebrows and said: Ximen, my brother, let me have a little wine, taste the unicorn blood brought back by Brother Feng? The restaurant outside probably won't sell. "

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

Huh!

Suddenly, a black shadow flashed across, and the paper bag in Tu Ganglie's hand disappeared instantly.

Unconsciously, the two of them looked back, only to see that at this moment, Mo Shaoqiu, who was going to go back to the room to rest, was holding on to the paper bag tightly, his face looked awkward and his mouth trembled. trembling.

The other big guys also had solemn faces, and they all ran back, their eyes kept staring at the paper bag without moving.

Why didn't you say it earlier, this Patriarch, alas! "

After a long sigh, Mo Shaoqiu tremblingly picked up the paper bag, and said with a sad expression: Qilin blood, what a precious twelfth-grade alchemy material, a drop is priceless. Patriarch actually used it to stir up banquet guests? It's too violent! "

Yes, although the Patriarch usually acts absurdly, it is indeed inaccurate to waste such good things. "

At this time, Yan Tianxing, who had always been towards Yang Feng, couldn't stop talking about it, but soon changed the conversation and shouted: However, this Qilin blood fried was all fired, and regretting it would not help. I think we old guys will divide it up, and it is estimated that it can improve a lot of strength. Qilin blood, blood of sacred beasts, great tonic. First warrior, then warlock. One drop can increase physical strength, turn Qi into essence, and fill spiritual consciousness. It is really a magic medicine for cultivation. What's more, the Patriarch has brought back so much, although it has already been fired. "

Well, it makes sense!

They nodded all together, and after all the worshippers looked at each other tacitly, they left together and divided them up.

Only Ximenzun and Tu Ganglie with a bewildered look were left, and their hearts were full of grievances.

Didn't you say that you are getting older and have no appetite, don't you? Why did you come back to grab it again? You just divided it up on your own, don't you leave us a piece at all? The owner of the house clearly said that we should share it together!

The Five Poison Boy was also full of regret, and his small mouth squashed in a vengeful manner.

I knew it was unicorn blood, I didn't throw it out just now, and now it's dominated by those old men again, robbers, hum!