In the early morning, Qin Feng slowly walked out of the restaurant, clutching his waist and feeling very sore.

Who sleeps at night?

Playing with the seventh-level meditation rosary, he came to the threshold of the restaurant and sat down. The little sheep immediately jumped up to Qin Feng's side and waggled its tail.

It is customary to reward the lamb with a large bag, and the lamb will immediately stick out its tongue and stop moving.

Taking out a cup of dragon beard tea and sipping it lightly, Qin Feng narrowed his eyes slightly and raised his head to look into the sky.

The peak of the mid-sixth level, after Contract Butterfly, it almost breaks through to the high level.

The days passed quite quickly.

Exhaling a breath of turbid air, Qin Feng gently stroked the head of the lamb in his arms, and a blood-black butterfly shadow gradually appeared on his fingertips.

After merging with Butterfly, he was able to control sporadic blood and bad luck.

There is no record of this kind of thing in the history books.

After all, the Life Beast Three-winged Ghost Pattern Butterfly is very rare, and all those who forcibly made a contract with it died suddenly.

Are you the first?

It's possible.

Letting go of the lamb and looking at the rising sun slowly rising in the sky, a not so good idea emerged in Qin Feng's heart.

Own.

Are they still human...

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The sun rises in the east, and time flies by like a fleeting moment. After a while, the sun rises in the sky and shines brightly.

"Sir, why do we come to this shabby alley?"

"Have a meal."

"Understand the humble position."

Footsteps sounded, and more than a dozen figures began to appear in the dilapidated deep alley. A few wild cat beasts basking in the sun lay curiously on the eaves and watched silently.

Subconsciously, he stretched out his hand to touch the basket behind his back. His palms froze, and the middle-aged scholar's face showed a stunned smile.

After straightening his chest and straightening his gorgeous official robe, the scholar stopped and looked at the restaurant not far away.

The restaurant has not changed and looks quite quaint. Just when he was about to go there, a young soldier in black robes drew his sword to protect the scholar.

Under the helmet, Bingwei's eyes were focused on the many wild beasts under the peach tree, especially the sturdy circle bear.

"Sir, there is some danger here."

"It's okay, just have a meal."

He stretched out his hand and patted the soldier in front of him on the shoulder. The smile on the scholar's face grew stronger.

He will never forget that plate of fried vegetables.

After I got my name corrected in the imperial examination, I tasted the whole Wo Feng Emperor and could no longer taste the salty taste.

Caressing his sleeves, the scholar smiled and walked towards the restaurant.

When he arrived at the restaurant, the familiar boss appeared in front of him. He was leaning against the threshold with his eyes closed as usual, basking in the sun.

It looks like the kidneys are tired.

Subconsciously, I glanced into the room, and a familiar figure suddenly appeared in front of the middle-aged scholar, who was slowly walking towards him carrying a plate of fruit.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

"Who are you?"

Glancing at the blushing scholar who was greeting him, Amakusa Xuanyu went to Qin Feng and sat down next to him.

Smiling awkwardly, the middle-aged scholar stretched out his hand and knocked lightly on the doorstep, making a bang bang reminder sound, "Staff, I haven't seen you for a long time and I'm here to eat again."

Chewing the fruit handed to him by Amakusa Genyu, Qin Feng slowly opened his eyes.

Glancing at the middle-aged scholar in front of him, Qin Feng showed a flash of memory and then nodded symbolically.

Somewhat impressive.

Didn't think of it.

"Shopkeeper, this is..."

"fine."

He reached out and patted a soldier beside him, and the scholar smiled gently.

"What to eat?"

"Stir-fried vegetables, this girl's cooking skills have never been forgotten."

Qin Feng narrowed his eyes and nodded immediately.

I remembered who the person in front of me was, the down-and-out scholar at that time.

People rely on clothes, and goods rely on decoration.

He changed into a red official robe and almost didn't recognize it.

Official robes…

You seem to have it too?

Touching his chin and thinking, Qin Fengna's ring flashed with light, and a set of black patterned chi dragon clothes instantly appeared in his hands.

The Chilong suit exudes a faint shimmer, and the Chilong in the center is lifelike with its teeth and claws. An exquisite amber token pinned to the waist dazzles under the sunlight, and the large blood-colored Qin characters are neat and neat.

The air became quiet, and a faint aura of panic lingered in the restaurant. The faces of a group of soldiers quickly turned pale, their bodies trembled slightly, and the sound of armors clashing was like the soundtrack of a Goubaan opera.

Snap!

The sound of numerous leg armors colliding with bluestone bricks was uniform and ear-piercing, and there was an instant silence at the entrance of the restaurant.

Dumping the official uniform token, Qin Feng casually threw it to Amakusa Genyu, "It's a shame to wear these clothes. I haven't worn them for a long time. Please help me wash them when you have time."

"It's hot, so it's not appropriate to wear a mink robe anymore."

Nodding, Amakusa Xuanyu picked up his clothes and walked to the second floor of the restaurant with proud steps.

Looking at a group of soldiers kneeling on one knee, Qin Feng smiled and said, "You all come to my place to eat fried vegetables?"

"Come in and sit down. I haven't had a customer in this shop for a long time, so my hands are itchy."

The faces of a group of soldiers became increasingly pale, like little father-in-laws who had just been castrated.

Itchy hands?

The middle-aged scholar swallowed his saliva and came back to his senses, his eyes full of confusion.

Governor of the East Factory.

After high school, the official system of Wofeng Imperial City naturally went through orthodox training.

"Not coming in?"

"yes!"

A group of soldiers quickly took off their armor and put on close-fitting white shirts and lined up to enter the restaurant.

The fat and flattering soldier quickly waved to the middle-aged scholar, "Sir, come and line up."

"oh oh."

Silently taking off his official robe and throwing it aside, the scholar stepped forward to line up with a look of shame on his face.

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At noon, the restaurant was bustling with a hint of silence.

After serving the last portion of fried vegetables with a smile, Qin Feng took out a handkerchief and wiped his palms.

He is not Eunuch Wang.

What Eunuch Wang likes to do, he doesn't like to do.

Although Dongchang is still recruiting people recently.

Carrying a cup of hot tea, he came to the threshold and sat down to sip it. Qin Feng lowered his eyes and looked at the reflection in the tea.

"Little junior brother!"

"I heard from Master Emperor that you are back, so I specially got some aphrodisiac ingredients for you."
Chapter completed!