I'm not a theatre god

Chen Ling felt a little full.

It was like a man who was about to die of thirst in the desert finally found a lake and plunged directly into it... After crazily showing off a chicken and a pig, Chen Ling felt that her dying body had come back to life.

But even so, he was only slightly full. After all, he had consumed too much in the previous period and his body was already exhausted.

Chen Ling felt that the surroundings seemed a little too quiet. After regaining consciousness, she slowly raised her head and looked forward...

In front of the table knife that was shaking wildly, the Silver King's smile was a little stiff. He was still holding the wine glass in the air with one hand, neither drinking nor not drinking at the moment.

Chen Ling glanced at the clean plate that belonged to the Silver King and fell into silence.

[Audience Expectation Value +2]

[Current expected value: 78%]

The way everyone looked at Chen Ling had changed. Before coming, they had imagined many possibilities about Chen Ling and Ying Fu, but they never expected that Chen Ling would impress them in this way...

Take food from the King of Silver with a knife?

How many people in this world dare to do this?

Sensing the strange atmosphere, Chen Ling knew what she had to say. She was silent for a moment and then quietly said:

"...When I eat...well...I lose my mind and make everyone laugh."

For the first time, Chen Ling felt that the identity of a disaster fusion person was still useful. He is a "world-destroying" disaster, a ferocious beast living in the abyss of ghost mocking, so it makes sense to eat wildly, right?

The King of Silver glanced at the shining knife stuck in the dining cart, his stiff expression returned to nature, and he smiled:

"As expected of the 'Destroying World' level... Even when eating, he is full of aggression.

This time it was my fault in my arrangement. Since it was the end of the world, the amount of food I ate should indeed be different from ordinary people. Verlia, let the kitchen continue to add food, and Mr. Chen must be fed and drunk tonight. "

"yes."

A maid stepped aside respectfully.

Chen Ling didn't want to stay in front of the Silver King anymore. After nodding, she turned and left.

The King of Silver stared at Chen Ling's back, his eyes narrowed slightly, wondering what he was thinking about... After hesitating for a moment, he raised his wine glass and spoke to everyone again:

"Everyone enjoy it slowly, I have some things to do, so I have to take a step first."

After saying that, he glanced at Chi Tong, who was always standing not far from him, then turned and walked out of the venue.

As the King of Silver left, Chen Ling felt slightly relieved...

"Interesting..." Ying Fu looked at Chen Ling,

"He didn't react to your 'invasion'... It seems that even a demigod would be wary of what's in your body... Did you test him on purpose? How did you think of it?"

Chen Ling:......

In Ying Fu's eyes, Chen Ling's behavior had become a kind of temptation with ulterior motives... But in fact, Chen Ling didn't think much of it at all, he was just really hungry.

However, this time his actions exceeded everyone's expectations and did bring some useful information.

"Who knows." Chen Ling answered Ying Fu perfunctorily, then her eyes fell on the dining cart in front of him, pointed at it and said, "Do you want to eat?"

"..." Ying Fu shook his head, "I won't eat it."

"Oh, thank you."

Chen Ling picked up the knife and fork politely and prepared to cut the roasted lamb in front of Ying Fu into eight pieces. However, thinking of his current "eating frenzy" and "beast persona", he silently put the knife and fork down...

Once a person has set it up, it is not easy to tamper with it at will, otherwise problems will arise.

Chen Ling thought back to her previous state, cruelly tore open the mutton with her bare hands, fiercely stuffed them into her mouth, and chewed them hard!

Ying Fu, including the other guests, silently took a few steps back and stayed away from Chen Ling.

After eating another roasted whole lamb, Chen Ling let out a long sigh of relief. The Silver King had enough to eat and drink, which was pretty good...

While Chen Ling was waiting for extra food, a figure walked directly towards him.

"You can eat this from me."

The speaker was a man shrouded in a black cloak, with silver clouds tattooed on his cuffs and hem. His face was covered by a wide hood, so his appearance couldn't be seen clearly, but his voice was as gentle as jade.

Seeing this man's attire, Chen Ling was slightly startled.

"Are you a Tantric person?"

"…used to be."

After receiving this answer, Chen Ling guessed the identity of the man in front of her.

"I know you, you are [Tianhuai]." Chen Ling continued, "Huaimeng, the young master of the Tantric Sect, is your brother."

In the competition for the Tongtian star position, among the few human geniuses who left the deepest impression on Chen Ling, the young sect leader Huaimeng was undoubtedly one of them... Chen Ling remembered that the young sect leader's brother was the pillar of the Xuanyu Realm. He is also one of the five ruling agents who came to the Wuji Realm this time.

"Huai Meng?" Hearing these two words, Tian Huai's tone seemed a little confused,

"No... I only have one younger brother, his name is Huai Wen, and he has passed away."

"?"

Chen Ling frowned tightly.

Huaiwen?

It's different from what Chen Ling knows... Chen Ling clearly remembers that the young sect leader written on the list is called Huaimeng. Is it a fake name? But even so, he should still be alive... Could it be that there is something wrong within the Tantric Sect?

"Mr. Chen, Mr. Chen?" Seeing Chen Ling stunned on the spot, Tianhuai's voice sounded again,

"What’s wrong with you?"

"Oh...it's nothing, that's what it is."

For some reason, Chen Ling seemed to be in a trance just now.

"Thank you." Chen Ling couldn't remember what she was thinking just now. She just thanked Tianhuai and started to eat happily.

Ying Fu, who was leaning against the wall in the distance, seemed to be always observing Chen Ling's direction. After seeing this scene, he fell into deep thought.

"Chen Ling, right..."

Just when Chen Ling was about to finish eating, Chi Tong walked over from a distance in a leisurely manner, pushing a dining cart covered with silver covers in his hands, walking casually and casually.

"Are you full? If not, I still have some here."

Chen Ling glanced at him, wiped his mouth with a tissue, and said calmly: "No need, I'm full."

"You really don't want to eat?"

Chi Tong shrugged, "This thing is not common... It would be a pity not to eat it."

Chen Ling looked at him coldly, wondering what medicine he was selling in his gourd.

"How about we take a look and talk about it?"

Chi Tong smiled slightly, grabbed the silver lid of the dining car with his palm, and gently opened it... A handsome and vivid head was quietly placed on the dinner plate, with a pair of eyes that were still blinking. Seeing the scene in front of me, I was suddenly stunned...

at the same time.

The big red opera robe raised his hands and touched the top of himself in surprise... At some point, there was nothing above his neck.

The pupils of Chen Ling’s head on the dinner plate suddenly shrank!