Genshin Impact: What are you doing after the weirdness? Are you free?

The red and black tea exudes a fishy smell, and coupled with this strange environment, no normal person would dare to drink it.

The same is true for Jiang Yu.

In my field of vision, the cup of tea slowly turned into its normal color, and even the tea aroma I smelled at the tip of my nose turned into that of good tea.

The little god was sitting on his neck, and he was keenly aware of this. He smiled and showed his two small canine teeth, "Do you need my help?"

"Friend, do you still want to eat?" the man sitting opposite also asked at the same time.

"No need." Jiang Yu tickled the little guy's soles.

Everyone knows what the little son of God is thinking. He just wants to take advantage of the fact that he can show his strange ability to suck blood reasonably.

If you just drink a little each time, it's not impossible to agree. After all, being able to see these ghost things can make you safer.

But——the little son of God is too greedy.

Every time it bites you, it sucks blood in big gulps. Haha, you think it's drinking water? Even though your physique is much stronger now, your hematopoietic function is just so-so.

Although the process is very comfortable and gives you a tingling, numb and euphoric feeling, you must remember that nothing should be excessive and the consequences are at your own risk.

There is an old saying - forceful masturbation will lead to nothingness.

Jiang Yu was talking about the Little God Son. The Little God Son knew that he was being talked about, but the man opposite him thought he was only talking to him and happily moved the plate of fruits in front of him over.

While eating, he praised, "The food at Wanmin Hall is delicious. It would be a pity if you don't try it, brother."

Jiang Yu shook his head, "I'm not hungry."

He sat there chatting with the man, while listening and observing the people around him.

The fat man with the knife finally finished processing the deer outside the door and dragged it into the kitchen.

Blood dripped onto the ground, leaving a bloody trail.

Before entering, he looked at everyone present with an intriguing expression, "You are all honored guests. Wait a little longer, and you will have a feast to eat soon."

After saying that, he waved his hand, and together with the thin man who was coming towards them, he carried the deer away.

The guest who was eating walnuts said: "Haha, Wanmintang is really a good person. They hold a big banquet for free every once in a while."

Jiang Yu: "Before? Has Wanmin Hall done this before?"

Customer: "Haha, of course. I never thought I'd waited so long. Now it's finally my turn."

He was drooling, and when he saw Jiang Yu looking at him, a hint of embarrassment appeared on his rough face. "Don't look at me like this, I'm actually a gourmet. It is rumored that at the dinner hosted by Wanmin Hall, you can enjoy food that even immortals praise, so this dinner is also called the Immortal Banquet."

"Tsk tsk, I'm really looking forward to it..." As he said this, he picked up the dried fruit in front of him and put it in his mouth.

After finishing eating, he turned his gaze to the cup of tea in front of Jiang Yu, seeming to want to say something but stopping himself.

Jiang Yu pushed the cup of tea over and said softly, "Please."

The diners around were chatting with each other, and their faces were filled with genuine anticipation for the upcoming Immortal Banquet.

Listening to these people's words, and thinking of the previously killed Minghai Qixia Zhenjun, I felt a chill in my heart.

Immortal Banquet?

Time passed slowly, Jiang Yusheng was still here, and the little vampire sitting on his neck had left.

This is not surprising. Although the little son of God is timid, he has a high ability to adapt. Now that he has been here for a long time, he has started to feel like playing.

Feeling the pressure on his neck ease, he tapped the table with his fingers and said calmly, "Don't run around. I may not be able to save you if you get caught this time."

The invisible Son of God: “…”

When I heard that, I immediately remembered that I was caught and used as a prize this morning.

But the adventurous gene engraved in her bones drove her to leave.

Seeing this, Jiang Yu did not say anything else.

It's just death anyway. Although it will be a bit sad, you will be resurrected after reincarnation.

The kitchen was bustling with activity, with chefs and helpers coming in and out.

Everyone who comes out will look at the diners in the hall with a look of satisfaction.

The guest sitting opposite Jiang Yu noticed something strange. He found that almost everyone in Wanmin Hall cast their eyes towards the table in the corner where they were sitting.

But those eyes hardly looked at him, but were directed at Jiang Yu who was sitting opposite him.

Perhaps other people did not notice it, but as a gourmet, he often hunted by himself and often shared his own food with relatives and friends, so he was particularly familiar with this look.

This is the look you give your food.

It's strange, why would he have such a look?

Soon after, the guests sitting in the middle stood up and left. The waiter removed the table and replaced it with a huge round table with dozens of seats, just enough to accommodate everyone present.

The waiters placed a variety of dishes on the table, and the air was immediately filled with appetizing aromas.

Each dish is carefully prepared and is the best of the best, making you salivate just by looking at it.

Xiangling smiled as she placed the dish she had carefully prepared in the center.

His eyes changed for a moment when they met Jiang Yu, but quickly returned to normal.

The guest wiped his saliva and said in surprise: "It's finally starting, the Immortal Banquet!"

Jiang Yu stood up from his seat and prepared to take his seat. He was thinking about what Xiang Ling had said before.

Most things are not edible, that being said, some things are edible.

As for what you can eat and what you can’t eat…

Feeling someone coming back and sitting on his neck, Jiang Yu said, "Bite me."

The pale little son of God, who had just returned from an expedition in the Hall of All Peoples, immediately put aside his fear upon hearing this, lowered his head, pressed his little fangs against his skin, and applied slight pressure.

"Gulu gulu."

The blood was sucked out of her veins, and the beautiful feeling made her face blush.

Get drunk, drink blood to get drunk.

Compared to the little god who was drinking happily, Jiang Yu felt a little dizzy and his rosy cheeks lost some color.

Customer: "My friend, you don't look well, are you okay?"

"It's okay, just a little hypoglycemia."

Jiang Yu shook his head, slowly stretched his hand to his neck, grabbed a drunk guy, and pulled her face hard.

He swung it with great force, and everyone in the hall only heard something hitting the ceiling.

The chef who came over with a plate of braised pork looked at him with concern: "Are you okay, sir?"

Jiang Yu glanced at the other person. His lips that protected his teeth were cracked, and the teeth in his mouth were gray and yellow. His hands looked like they had been burned by fire and were crawling with maggots. They twisted little by little, and some of them fell to the ground and were stepped on and exploded.

"fine."

"Since everything is alright, please take your seat, guests."

Under his gaze, Jiang Yu found a seat and sat down.

Food after food was placed on the table, and he saw the man who had been helping in the kitchen.

At this moment, not only the opponent's arms were turned into pig trotters, but even his head had turned into a pig's head.

This pig head doesn't look stupid at all, but rather it looks very ferocious. There is a big scar across its face, and you can even see the bones inside.