No matter how intense the gaze is, Taotie can completely ignore it.
The admiring hearts of a group of undead girls were shattered into pieces by the indifference of a certain foodie. They bit their handkerchiefs sadly, wishing they could knock down the foodie to gain a sense of presence in front of them.
The female attention directly caused the envy, jealousy and hatred of the male undead, and a pair of eyes filled with resentment stabbed towards Taotie like sharp blades.
However……
"The food here is not as delicious as Yan Yu's..." Taotie kept stuffing food into his mouth while missing the craftsmanship of a certain chef. Taotie didn't notice the two completely opposite fiery gazes at all.
On the other hand, Shen Yanxiao, who had been sitting next to Taotie, was about to be pierced by those missed glances.
"When we get back, let Yan Yu cook it for you." Shen Yanxiao looked at Taotie with a smile. Such a cool and handsome man, but he was complaining about the deliciousness of the food like a child. What's wrong with this scene? It seems weird.
"Lord... uh, I want to go home." The more Taotie ate, the sadder he became. He used to be a snack foodie who only wanted to fill his stomach. After eating the delicacies of the world, his world of taste was completely opened up. He kept thinking about it every night. It means that we can return to Guangming Continent early, let Chef Yan Yu go back early, and have such a delicious meal.
Shen Yanxiao raised his eyes and looked ahead, with a trace of nostalgia in his eyes.
Miss her, how could she not miss her?
She also missed Phantom's group of unscrupulous friends, and she also missed her companions who shared hardships together even though the sun never set.
Xiu Zai handed Tang Nazhi's letter to her yesterday, and reading between the lines, Shen Yanxiao's heart was as sharp as a knife.
Finally, several of their phantoms were scattered across various continents, and for the upcoming war, they had to embark on a journey of transformation.
Even Yang Xi will be separated from Shen Yanxiao in the near future.
Shen Yanxiao knew very well that she would not stay in Qianlong Continent for too long. Mermaids, dwarves...she also had other allies that she needed to contact.
"I hope time can pass quickly." Shen Yanxiao sighed softly.
Taotie looked at Shen Yanxiao and seemed to realize that he had said something wrong, so he lowered his head and said nothing.
He missed Yan Yu's craftsmanship, but what Shen Yanxiao missed were indeed the people she cared about.
Just when Shen Yanxiao was immersed in longing, the noisy playing field suddenly became silent.
She suddenly raised her head and saw eight bone dragons suspended in mid-air above the playing field, and the dragons pulled by the eight bone dragons were right above their heads!
An unprecedentedly powerful death energy covered the entire playing field in an instant.
Shen Yanxiao held her breath, this power was a hundred times more powerful than any undead she had ever felt before.
Even Kyle and Thrall cannot compete with this power.
Eight dragon roars rang out in the sky above the competition venue, and the sound resounded through the clouds, shocking the souls of every undead soul.
A tall figure slowly floated down from the top of Longhu. There seemed to be invisible stairs in the air, and the figure just walked down slowly.
The black cloak made bursts of sound in the wind, and the gray fur set off the shoulders of the undead. His height was almost comparable to that of the Dragon God.
In an instant, all the undead in the competition venue stood up and bowed respectfully towards the man who was slowly walking down in the air.