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Chapter 522 Can my little friend have a token?

After bidding farewell to Marshal Tianhe, Chen Pingping did not rush directly to the battlefield. Instead, he went to the living area to buy a batch of elixirs to restore vitality and spirit. He even saw a few destructive and poisonous elixirs and collected a few. As for weapons, He Fulu didn't have that need for the time being. Looking at the bulging bag, he turned his little hand and put it directly into the magic bag. He raised a smile and said, "Don't be afraid of the worst, just be afraid of ten thousand!"

After walking out of the store, Chen Pingping ran directly to the dining area in the center of the living area. In fact, there was a restaurant in the previous location. However, when he was chatting with Marshal Tianhe, he learned that he had an old acquaintance at the dining area in the living area, so he simply didn’t bother choosing. Following the information left by the marshal on the special functions of the soldier talisman, he followed the route to find the door. With the help of black technology, Chen Pingping was standing at the door of the store in a few minutes without having to make detours.

【Worry-free Tavern】

The brand on the store name is not very beautiful and solemn, it is a very ordinary production template, but it makes Chen Pingping feel inexplicably at ease. Looking at this compared with the large restaurant that almost touches the clouds a few streets away, Wuyou Tavern is undoubtedly the A small hill is different from Mount Everest.

He looked around from the outside and found that there were a group of drunken men with red faces and red ears. Without doubting his presence, he went straight into the store. There was a loud noise, and all of a sudden there was a lot of noise, and all kinds of loud voices smelled of alcohol. Shocking Chen Pingping's senses, he couldn't help but cover his mouth and nose with a hiss, and quickly found a corner to sit down. Only then did he realize that there were so many soldiers here, but they all took off their coats and smelled of alcohol. recognize.

"Is it Shizune?" Chen Pingping was a little surprised, and then thought about it, "That's right, this voice is not as loud as usual."

He looked around and saw a very ordinary straight-shaped two-legged stool with a traditional Chinese ancient style inside. Looking at the seating area far behind him, there were actually two men in solemn clothes who he could not feel the atmosphere. They were drinking and talking in detail. Immediately withdraw your gaze and cannot observe the power for more than three breaths, otherwise it will be an offense.

"What the hell is this place? Even my level of cultivation can feel the suppressive force, above the Golden Immortal." Chen Pingping's pupils dilated slightly, "Da Luo!"

He subconsciously wanted to turn around again, but immediately stopped the movement and looked again, fearing that the marshal would lead him.
He patted his face and rearranged his clothes, but then he found that no waiter came to ask. Looking around, the entire tavern was surrounded by wine tables, but there was only a little girl standing at the counter, wearing simple clothes and wearing a t-shirt. She is wearing an apron, a scarf on her head, and she is making plans with bright eyes. Her appearance is not that of a fairy, but it is good. The overall look has the fierce demeanor of Xiaojiabiyu. Chen Pingping knows that this description is inconsistent, but... this is it. In his appearance, perhaps as long as he didn't look at her, there was nothing ferocious about it.

Chen Pingping walked directly to the counter and was about to speak.
"Hey, we're new here again, please help yourself to the drinks ~ the price is above."

"What? Self-service?" Chen Pingping was stunned. He couldn't help but look at the surroundings again. Except for the wine jars, there was no food on the plate.

"But why didn't I see any food?" Chen Pingping asked.

As soon as he finished speaking, the whole place was silent. Chen Pingping turned around and couldn't help but feel horrified. Except for the bosses in the seats, all the soldiers in the place were looking at him. Some were suspicious, some were surprised, some were laughing, some were looking at the show. Anyway, there was no one. With a frontal look, Chen Pingping froze for a moment.

"You don't know what this place is? Who introduced you?" The little girl came back to her senses, amazed, but also gave Chen Ping a step down.

Seeing that the two big men in the booth did not mind the simple environment here at all, Chen Pingping also knew that the boss here was not an ordinary person. He thought that he could come here only if he had a recommendation. Ignoring the looks of the soldiers present, he directly handed over his hand and said : "I was recommended by Marshal Tianhe to find this place, saying that it has the best delicacies in the three realms. I want to satisfy my appetite and head to the battlefield immediately."

"Return to Marshal Tianhe, I" the drunken soldiers were about to taunt.

There was the sound of a wine glass hitting the table and the sound of a paper fan unfolding. The soldiers immediately returned to their previous noisy state, and a word that ignored the noisy voices reached Chen Pingping's ears.

"Do you have any tokens, little friend?"

Chen Pingping looked in surprise, it was a big guy in the private seat looking at him with a fan swinging, and the noise in his ears completely disappeared, no matter how he divided his attention, only the two big guys above him were in his eyes. "May I ask what is a token?" Chen Pingping didn't dare to take it seriously, and if he was not good, he would be thrown out.

"Something that can prove that you are recommended by Marshal Tianhe."

Chen Pingping's thoughts were spinning. Currently, there was only one thing connected with the marshal. With a thought, he released an object from the magic bag and stretched out his palm directly for the boss to identify.

The two big guys in the booth looked at each other, frowned slightly, and with a rare expression, they murmured in a volume that Chen Pingping couldn't hear, "A golden immortal? I haven't been out for a long time. Is the battlefield already so serious?"

"The fluctuation of immortal energy seems to have just been promoted to Golden Immortal." At this time, another big boss also made a voice.

"Huh?" The big guy in front couldn't help but look at it again and chuckled, "No wonder."

Then he looked towards the second floor and said via voice: "God of Cooking, someone is here."

After a while, the big guys sighed: "It's rare for a little guy like you to envy you, so cherish this feast!" Chen Pingping's place moved quickly and he came to a place with a face filled with surprise.

Chen Pingping looked confused. I just wanted to have a meal. It was like meeting with senior officials. Can I still go to the battlefield?

Complaints are complaints, but Chen Pingping still recognizes the reality. He starts to look around, surrounded by beautiful mountains and clear waters, birds singing and flowers fragrant, mountains... beautiful mountains and clear waters?Chen Pingping found that these big guys really knew how to play. They were all talented people. Each person had a cave world, either in the void or in a palace, or in a palace or in a forest. He stopped complaining and focused his attention directly on a small wooden house in front of him.

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The clear sound of chopping vegetables drifted from the house, followed by the clatter of a pot, and then the sound of a spatula frying. Chen Pingping suddenly felt as if he had left heaven. He looked up and saw smoke rising from the roof. It was obvious that inside man is cooking.

"Sit down, don't be too restrained here." It was as if the people in the room noticed someone coming.

Chen Pingping stood where he was and made a series in the room, "I didn't know that my senior was busy, so I took the liberty to come here."

But he was immediately interrupted, "If you want to eat, just sit down. If you don't want to eat, go back. I don't like that."

Chen Pingping was nonchalant and without saying much, he walked directly to the wooden rectangular dining table in front of the room and sat down, followed by a burst of woody fragrance.

“Sit still for a while and the food will come.”

(End of this chapter)