Burning Heaven Sword God

Chapter 55
There is only one restaurant in Tianyuan Mansion.

The name of the restaurant is Stars.

Some people think the food is delicious.But there are still some people who feel that the food is extremely unpalatable.

Mo Qingcheng belongs to the group that thinks it is delicious.

Mo Qingcheng doesn't have high requirements for what to eat, the most important thing is to be able to eat enough.

"Is it here?" Lin Feng asked curiously.

Mo Qingcheng walked ahead and stopped at the entrance of a restaurant.

At the entrance of the restaurant, there is a stele of stars.

"Ah."

Mo Qingcheng's complexion has almost completely recovered, slightly rosy, and he nodded in response.

"Okay, you can order whatever you want."

Lin Feng was high-spirited and spoke very proudly. As the young master of the Lin family, Lin Feng still had the ability to treat others to a luxurious meal.

"I'm not going to save you money."

Mo Qingcheng smiled slightly, and said indifferently: "You are the first person who dares to ask the teacher of Tianyuan Mansion for money."

In fact, the fact that Lin Feng asked the invigilator for 5000 taels has already been spread in Tianyuan Mansion.Now, it is normal for Mo Qingcheng to mention this matter.

"Ha ha."

Lin Feng smiled dejectedly and didn't say much.

Lin Feng was not the kind of person who would act obediently when he got a bargain. He had already taken other people's money, and then judged others. Lin Feng would not and would not be able to do such a thing.

Mo Qingcheng walked into the Xingchen Restaurant, and Lin Feng followed Mo Qingcheng into the restaurant.

Inside the restaurant, there is a hole in the sky.

Lin Feng raised his head and looked up at the top of the restaurant, only to realize that this place is completely under a simulated starry sky.

At this moment, at noon, there are countless stars shining in the restaurant, which is very beautiful.

Mo Qingcheng took the menu and ordered "Green Pepper Shredded Pork, Spicy Tofu, Ground Pot Chicken."

Among these dishes, Lin Feng has never eaten ground pot chicken.As for the other two dishes, they were just home-cooked dishes, and Lin Feng was no stranger to them.

"Is the ground pot chicken delicious?"

Lin Feng had never eaten ground pot chicken, so when Mo Qingcheng ordered this dish, Lin Feng wanted to know what was so special about this dish.

“Very spicy and delicious.”

Mo Qingcheng took down two pairs of chopsticks, handed Lin Feng a pair, but asked again: "Haven't you eaten it?"

"No."

Lin Feng took the chopsticks, rinsed them with hot tea, and said, "Is it famous?"

"Seems to be."

Mo Qingcheng only thought that the ground pot chicken was delicious, but he never knew whether the ground pot chicken was famous or not.After all, not all delicious food will be famous in the world, and not all good people will die well.

Soon, the dishes came up.

Lin Feng's attention was always on the chopped chicken.

The whole chicken was chopped into pieces and scattered in the iron pot, and around the iron pot were pasted some things called steamed buns in the north.

"I'm curious, how can this thing attract you?" Lin Feng asked curiously.

Just seeing the appearance of the ground pot chicken, Lin Feng's appetite has been reduced by half, but Mo Qingcheng is washing the chopsticks, and then stirring the chopsticks, ready to start eating.

"Because I like it, I get used to it."

This is Mo Qingcheng's answer.

As for the dish of ground pot chicken, Mo Qingcheng was not attracted by it, she just liked to eat this dish at the beginning, and became a habitual eater of this dish at the end.

Habits are not the same as likes.

Habit is a habit, which is integrated into the bones, while liking is a feeling, which changes as soon as it is said.

Mo Qingcheng comes to eat ground pot chicken every week, and has already developed a habit. If he doesn't eat it for a week, he will feel an indescribable sense of loss in his heart, as if he has lost something.

Lin Feng picked up a piece of chicken with his chopsticks, and when he was about to put it in his mouth, he saw a familiar figure.

Lin Feng was very familiar with this figure, because that person owed him a head.

"Brother Qingcheng, do you like playing football?"

Lin Feng stopped the chopsticks in his hand, and put the chicken he picked up in the bowl instead of his mouth.With a natural expression, he looked at Mo Qingcheng and asked.

"Ok?"

Mo Qingcheng had a piece of meat in his mouth, and he looked cute, but he was full of doubts in his heart, and he was a little stunned.

After eating well, Lin Feng suddenly asked such a question, which made Mo Qingcheng feel very strange.

But in the next second, Lin Feng secretly gave Mo Qingcheng a look, and then turned his gaze to a young man in black, and Mo Qingcheng knew what Lin Feng meant.

There is no doubt that Lin Feng wanted to punish that boy in black.

Mo Qingcheng understood, Lin Feng was her younger brother, so she had to cooperate a little bit.

"like."

Mo Qingcheng nodded lightly, but it didn't affect her to continue eating. She looked calm and calm, and continued to eat calmly as if nothing had happened.

"That's good. I remember someone who seems to owe me a ball. Why don't I ask for the ball today, and let's go play together after dinner."

Lin Feng chuckled, raised his voice on purpose, and responded.

Hearing the word "ball", the boy in black shirt suddenly paused, looked at Lin Feng, and then looked surprised.

He did lose that bet.

A losing bet is a ball, but a ball made of human heads.

"I want that ball."

Lin Feng stood up, walked slowly in front of the boy in black, and said with a chuckle.

"I'm willing to bet and admit defeat."

The boy in black had deep eyes. He stared at Lin Feng and said bluntly, "It's just that killing me won't do you any good."

It's a gamble!Another gamble between the boy in black and Lin Feng.

If Lin Feng insisted on killing him, with Mo Qingcheng present, he would naturally be no match.Therefore, he could only fight to the death, he bet that Lin Feng would not kill him rashly.

"You're smart and confident."

There was a sneer at the corner of Lin Feng's mouth, he stretched out his palm, patted the boy in black shirt lightly on the face, and said with a smile: "I like smart people very much, but I don't like people who are too confident, because such people, look It's a bit conceited."

"so?"

Although the black-clothed boy is crazy, he can be regarded as a respectable person in the Ye family.Regarding Lin Feng's threat, he didn't want to say anything more, he just wanted to know what Lin Feng wanted to do and what consequences he would have.

"Forget it, I can't kill you anyway."

Lin Feng flicked a few strands of dust on his sleeves, his expression was very calm, and his words were extremely calm, and he said: "Now I just want to have a quiet meal."

"Playing smart in front of you, it seems that I am a bit out of line." The boy in black said in a deep voice.

The black-shirted boy thought that Lin Feng would attack him boldly, but Lin Feng let him go, which was something he never dreamed of.

However, this also shows that Lin Feng is superior.

The boy in black just hoped that Lin Feng could attack him. If so, the Lin family would definitely fall.

After all, the Lin family is powerful, and the only way for the Ye family to bring down the Lin family is to rely on the imperial court, and to rely on the imperial court requires a suitable reason.

If Lin Feng killed the black-shirted boy rashly, he would be killing the grandson of Song Tianren, the Prime Minister of the current dynasty. This reason is very good and appropriate.

"Your life is not as valuable as the life of a dog in my family. If I don't kill you, it's just letting a dog go."

Lin Feng's voice was very deep, and his eyes radiated a terrifying cold light. He sat down indifferently, and said: "The way of heaven has fallen, and there will be someone who will do justice for the sky."

"Hehe, what is the sky in front of power?"

Looking at the helpless Lin Feng, the black-clothed boy couldn't help sneering a few times and mockingly.

"Brother dog, do you know that you keep biting, it's very annoying?"

Mo Qingcheng suddenly stopped the chopsticks holding the chicken, looked cold, stared at the boy in black with disdain and said, "I know you like to bite, but can you bite in another place?"

Between the words, the tip of the chopsticks in Mo Qingcheng's hands instantly condensed into ice.

(End of this chapter)