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Where is Chen Feng?

Los Angeles.

The sun is shining brightly.

The snow is beginning to clear.

In an unremarkable restaurant.

Chen Feng ate in silence.

opposite.

The disguised Suzuki Na could only sit there quietly and watch him eat.

Suzuki Na's experimental transformation was not completed, it had reached about 70%, but her body had already turned into a berserker body.

She also has an antimatter heart in her body.

These energies can provide her with unlimited power.

However, her brain is still a human brain and needs nutrients.

These nutrients still need to be obtained through food.

So, Suzuki Na can eat.

But I eat very little.

Today's quota is enough, so she can't eat anymore.

Seeing Chen Feng wolfing down the food which looked very delicious, Suzuki Na pouted with a look of resentment on her face.

After a long silence, Suzuki Nai really didn't want to pay attention to the meal anymore, so she asked, "Dear..."

"puff."

Chen Feng couldn't hold it in and the food in his mouth spat out.

Dumbfounding.

I really didn't expect that the compulsory contract method of "marriage contract" would have some adverse side effects.

Suzuki Nai treated him as her man.

Ever since he confirmed that it was Chen Feng, he kept calling him "dear" and wouldn't change his tone no matter what.

Although she is from Sakurajima, she grew up in Europe and her living habits and experiences are no different from those of Westerners.

There was no trace of the Sakurajima woman at all.

Chen Feng wiped his mouth helplessly, looked at Suzuki Nai and said, "What do you want to say?"

Suzuki Na blinked her big eyes and said, "Why are we still staying here? Didn't you say you were going to the West to look for the crystal skull?"

"Correct."

Chen Feng picked up the chopsticks again and said, "But before I leave, I have to arrange my home."

"Oh, then what are you doing here?"

"Find a... ghost."

Suzuki Na was stunned: "Ghost?"

"Ah."

Chen Feng ate in silence, and said as he ate: "Do you know Meng Po in Chinese mythology?"

"Know ."

Suzuki Na nodded: "The one who gave people Meng Po soup on the Naihe Bridge."

"Yes, she is the one I am waiting for."

Suzuki Na looked surprised: "Didn't they say that there are no gods in China? If Meng Po exists, then she must be a ghost fairy? Why doesn't she come out?"

Chen Feng said without even looking up: "Ask her yourself."

"what?"

Chen Feng gestured to the seat next to him: "She just arrived."

Suzukina was so scared that she jumped up from her chair and looked at the empty seat next to her in surprise: "She's here? Here? Why can't I feel her?"

Chen Feng smiled and said, "Your power comes from the antimatter heart, which is a kind of technological power. But Meng Po comes from the underworld, and her energy is natural energy. Of course you can't feel it."

At this time, the restaurant owner came over.

The last dish was served.

Before leaving, he looked at Chen Feng suspiciously.

At this moment, Chen Feng’s image is not his original appearance, but a changed image.

An ordinary young man.

As for Suzuki Na, no one has ever seen her or knows who she is.

But the boss was a little confused when he heard the conversation between the two.

What to say?

It's both Meng Po and the antimatter heart.

It sounds like it's quite cool.

The boss is gone.

And Suzuki Na slowly sat back in her chair.

He just changed his seat and sat next to Chen Feng, opposite the empty seat.

Is Meng Po really coming?

In the seat opposite.

Meng Po really came.

And the excitement is hard to conceal.

She is a ghost fairy from the underworld.

Naturally, she would not be deceived by Chen Feng's simple illusion. She knew that the person in front of her was the Emperor of Fengdu who protected her before the great catastrophe of heaven and earth more than a thousand years ago.

The emperor is finally back.

too excited.

Meng Po sat on the chair, her hands shaking with nervousness and excitement.

This kind of emotion should not appear in an immortal.

Especially the ghost fairy.

She couldn't control her ghostly aura and it quietly dissipated.

The whole restaurant became cold in an instant.

Although Chen Feng was the only guest at the table, the boss still came out suspiciously and checked the restaurant's heating facilities.

It's winter now, and if there's a problem with the heating, the restaurant won't be able to open.

It was freezing to death.

But after checking, there was no problem with the heating.

All working fine.

Why did the temperature in this restaurant start to drop? After a while, the temperature has reached about ten degrees.

Shivering with cold.

at last.

Chen Feng put down his chopsticks and glanced at the empty seat next to him: "Your cultivation has really dropped too much. If you keep getting so excited, my food will be frozen into a lump of ice."

Madam Meng: "..."

Xiaoxian doesn’t want to either.

But I was so excited that I could hardly control myself.

Chen Feng instantly switched to the role of the King of Fengdu, and then reached out: "Hold my hand."

Meng Po was stunned.

A hint of awkwardness and shyness flashed across her face, but she finally reached out and held Chen Feng's hand.

In an instant.

The vast and majestic power of the underworld penetrated into the body.

Meng Po's mind was shaken by the terrifying power, and the comfortable feeling made her moan unconsciously.

"Ok!"

Chen Feng was stunned.

And Meng Po actually lowered her head in shame, which was rare.

That voice is too ambiguous.

But Xiaoxian really couldn't help it.

It has been too long since he last received the nourishment of the power from the underworld. If he had not been cultivating immortals since childhood and had a pure immortal root, he would have been reduced to ashes long ago.

Meng Po lowered her head in embarrassment.

I didn’t dare to look at Chen Feng again.

Chen Feng didn't say anything, just held her cold hand.

Ten minutes later.

Chen Feng withdrew his strength.

And Meng Po also regained her magical powers.

The temperature in the restaurant rose.

The temperature kept rising and falling, leaving the restaurant owner Jian Shou confused.

What is going on?

Hell?

……

Soon, Chen Feng finished his meal.

In fact, he didn't need to eat, but after being buried underground for too long, he was really a little greedy.

Eat when you are hungry.

After having his fill, Chen Feng paid the bill, walked out of the restaurant and went outside.

Los Angeles had quite a bit of snow this year.

Everywhere is covered with snow.

After finishing his meal, Chen Feng let out a long sigh, turned around and said calmly: "Come with me for a stroll."

"Oh."

Suzuki Na followed obediently.

Like a little wife.

Moreover, he stretched out his hands and took hold of Chen Feng's arm.

Chen Feng: "..."

Forget it.

It can't be stopped.

Anyway, I need to disguise my identity.

The other side.

Meng Po also followed obediently.

As they walked, Meng Po suddenly asked, "Emperor, can you reopen the Ghost Gate?"

"Not for now."

Chen Feng said calmly: "I'm not sure whether Liu Er Mihou is sealed in the underworld. If we reopen the gates of hell now, if he is still inside, the world will be over."

Meng Po was stunned for a moment: "Emperor, that six-eared macaque has boundless magical powers, how could the underworld trap him? When the Three Pure Ones worked together to cut off the passage between the immortal world and the mortal world, wasn't it forcibly broken by the six-eared macaque and released?"

"That's different."

Chen Feng said softly, "He was able to break through the fairy world dimension because the energy of heaven and earth there was used by him first, and his attack power was like a fish in water. But the underworld is different. It is the underworld world, a single element, and nothing can exist without yin. Even if the six-eared macaque is in there, once trapped, his strength may be greatly reduced, or even slowly weakened."

At this point, Chen Feng turned his head and took a look: "Of course, this is also my guess. If he was not trapped in the underworld, how could he be quiet for a thousand years?"

Madam Meng: "..."

God!

Is that terrible demon really trapped in the underworld?

Chen Feng continued to look forward, his eyes slightly brightened, and he said softly: "Until I get the strongest power, the gates of hell will not open. Don't worry, I will find another place to make the underworld work. I also need you to make the antidote for Mengpo soup."

After saying that, Chen Feng suddenly stopped.

Meng Po and Suzuki Na also stopped.

opposite.

Three people came towards us.

Chen Feng and the woman in the middle opposite him kept looking at each other.

Walk closer.

The three people on the opposite side also stopped.

The beautiful woman in a white down jacket in the middle suddenly trembled all over, looked at Chen Feng and blurted out in surprise: "It's you?"

Chen Feng smiled: "I didn't expect it to be you."