Although Luo Hao and Qiu Shan were not very afraid of Mo Ye, they did not want to provoke Mo Ye.
After all, they are here to help the sect build relationships, not to offend others.
While the three of them were talking, a man who looked like a servant and wore a gray and white robe walked up, holding a lot of cakes in his hands: "You three adults, this is what Sect Leader Ye asked us to prepare and bring to you.
It is also a specialty here, please try it."
"Oh?" Luo Hao and Qiu Shan nodded, picked up a piece of pastry and took a bite. Not to mention, it tasted good, quite delicious.
Wang Shuo also picked up a piece, put it in his mouth, and took a bite. It was really good. Although his appetite was spoiled by Xiaoyue, it was limited to cooking. Xiaoyue was not very good at making cakes.
Therefore, Wang Shuo is not as picky as he thought when it comes to pastries.
But after taking the first bite of this pastry, Wang Shuo frowned. This pastry is a bit weird...
Although there was no overall change after eating the pastry, a slightly strange smell quietly penetrated into the body.
The servant who brought the cakes lowered his head and sneered at the corner of his mouth!
The soul-eating poison, plus the powder ground from the Destiny Stone, is mixed with some drugs that can block cultivation. However, these things will not catalyze it immediately, and it will probably have to wait until night.
This thing was specially developed by the Holy Soul Palace. Most people can't detect it at all. The effect is also extremely good. It has always been the superior poison of the Holy Soul Palace.
Therefore, he is not worried about being discovered, unless someone among these people happens to possess the Soul-Eating Law, otherwise no one will be able to escape these powders!
This is not an ordinary medicine, it is a medicine specially refined by the Holy Soul Palace. It can knock down even the Holy Spirit, let alone these three people in front of you.
"What's your name?" Just when the slave was about to leave, Wang Shuo asked with squinted eyes.
The servant smiled without any strangeness and said: "The younger one is called Lang San. He was brought to the villa since he was a child and was raised by the owner of the villa."
"Lang San, I remember you, the pastries are good." Wang Shuo sneered, waved his hand, and told Lang San to leave.
Lang San didn't notice anything strange, nodded, turned around and left.
Wang Shuo, on the other hand, used the laws in his body to swallow all the weird smell in the pastry!
He has hundreds of swallowing rules alone, and these substances cannot cause him any harm at all.
It disappeared in an instant.
As for Luo Hao and Qiu Shan, they found no abnormalities at all.
After eating with gusto, Qiu Shan nodded and said: "Don't tell me, this food tastes really good. I didn't expect that the people under Ye Zhisheng's hands are so good at cooking. Ye Zhisheng is also a wonderful person who knows how to enjoy."
Luo Hao also felt a little emotional, eating this food made him satisfied.
It’s been a long time since I’ve had such a delicious pastry. Even at Lin Yanqiu’s restaurant in Beicheng, it’s just as good as this pastry.
As the pastries on the table were cleared away, both of them burped in satisfaction.
But he found that Wang Shuo was nothing at all. There was a piece of pastry on the table that had been bitten but never touched again. He couldn't help but asked strangely: "Fellow Daoist Wang, what are you..."
"It's nothing. Although this pastry tastes good, I hope you won't regret it after eating it tonight." Wang Shuo said with a half-smile.
"Regret? How could I regret it? Fellow Daoist Wang is really joking." Luo Hao said angrily, how could he regret such a delicious thing?
Qiu Shan sensed something was wrong from Wang Shuo's tone: "Fellow Daoist Wang, what do you mean by this? Is there something wrong with this pastry?"
"You will find out in the evening." Wang Shuo said calmly.
The two of them looked at each other in confusion. At night? Is there really something wrong with this pastry? They subconsciously checked their bodies, but found no abnormalities. They thought to themselves that Daoyou Wang had made a mistake, right?
Then they put this matter behind and ignored it. In their opinion, Wang Shuo was probably worrying too much. This had already reached Ye Zhisheng's territory. The entire Qingjie was calm. This was also the case in Ye Zhisheng's territory.
What problems could there be in the Holy Land?
Shaking his head, the two wanted to invite Wang Shuo to go out for fun, but Wang Shuo refused. After the two left, he stayed alone in the room and waited!
Before we knew it, in the evening, Wang Shuo had returned to his room and closed his eyes to rest. Luo Hao and Qiu Shan came back. Feeling something was wrong with their bodies, they hurriedly knocked on Wang Shuo's door.
At the same time, he was surprised by Wang Shuo's ability to know in advance that there was something wrong with this pastry. Thinking of what happened in Beicheng and Wang Shuo's foresight on the road, he knew in advance that there was an enemy ambush.
The two of them couldn't help but be surprised. This fellow Daoist Wang was very extraordinary. It seemed that this person was not only someone behind the scenes, he might even be a great master himself!
As for how strong he is, the two of them suspected that he was at least at Mo Ye's level, otherwise how could he not even be afraid of Mo Ye?
Thinking of this, the two of them couldn't help but admire that they had reached at least the late stage of sainthood, or even the peak stage, and they were still in the early stage of pretending to be saints.
However, the two of them had misunderstood. Wang Shuo's aura had always been that of an early saint.
It's just that the various laws in the body are uneven, ranging from middle-stage saints, late-stage saints, peak saints, and even saints, and ordinary people can't detect them.
It can be said that as long as Wang Shuo does not use the laws in his body, no one will know his true cultivation level.
Because they were feeling very uncomfortable, the two of them rushed directly into Wang Shuo's room. They couldn't wait for him to open the door. As soon as they entered, they said regretfully: "Fellow Daoist Wang, something happened. My stomach hurts.
I feel like something is eating my body, and I can’t use my magic power. It feels like I’m trapped!”
The two of them fell to the ground with pain on their faces and kept rolling.
Wang Shuo sneered. Didn't these two guys say they would not regret it at noon? The pastries were delicious, and they were eaten up by these two guys.
Do you regret it now?
"Fellow Daoist...save us. We were greedy today. If I had known earlier, we should have seen the situation of Fellow Daoist Wang first and listened to what Fellow Daoist Wang said." What Qiu Shan said was true. He really regretted it.
He suddenly discovered that everything Wang Shuo said along the way was basically correct.
"Bear with it, someone will come after a while. When the matter is resolved, I will relieve you of those weird auras."
In fact, Wang Shuo didn't know what it was. He just felt that the smell was weird, so he didn't continue to eat the cake.
Although he knew that the smell in the pastries was ineffective for him, he wouldn't be stupid enough to add these ghost things into his body, would he?
On the contrary, these two people were not only not afraid, but also enjoyed eating very happily.