Douluo Changed His Life with a Sword

Blade smiled and nodded.

"Check out, two more packs!"

A stubble-faced man next door wiped his mouth with his sleeve and said loudly.

The woman nodded to Daofeng, walked over and said, "Wait a moment."

The man held the toothpick in his mouth, waved his hand indifferently and said, "I got it, I got it, who is short of this time?"

……

In the big soul fighting arena, the two sides have already started to face each other.

The battle is getting fiercer.

Seeing the stalemate battle in the arena, Zhao Wou-ki slapped his forehead, and said angrily: "The kid Dao Feng is not here at the critical moment!"

The master said calmly: "It's fine if you're not here."

The grumbling Zhao Wou-ki looked confused: "What?"

The master said: "Blade's fighting ability is too strong. With him in Tang San, it is difficult for them to be pushed to the limit. This is not conducive to the growth of the seven of them."

Zao Wou-ki sighed: "As expected of a master! What he considers is more rough and thoughtful than my old man!"

No one noticed that when the master heard Zhao Wuji's words, there was a flash of unnaturalness in the master's eyes.

"Battle begins!"

……

Dao Feng didn't know that life and death were being fought over there, and his attention was attracted by this plate full of signature fried noodles.

Steaming heat, tangy fragrance, attractive color.Just don't know how it tastes.

With a chopstick in the mouth, one word - fragrant!

Dao Feng's eyes lit up, the bearded uncle selling kebabs really didn't lie to him.

It is very chewy, and the more you chew, the more fragrant it becomes.

……

"Miss Boss, pack ten copies and pay the bill."

Daofeng said to the woman who walked by with her signature fried noodles.

The woman said in amazement: "Young man, this portion of signature fried noodles is quite a lot. You might not be able to finish it if you pack so much."

Dao Feng smiled and said: "Fried noodles taste very good, I want to bring some back to my friends to try."

The woman smiled and nodded, "The young man will have to wait for a while."

Dao Feng waved his hand and said, "Who is short of this time?"

The woman turned her head and said, "Lao Mu, pack ten copies!"

The thin, dark-faced man just nodded, and he didn't say a word from the beginning to the end.

……

After paying the money, Dao Feng nodded to the proprietress and a few students at the same table, and then slowly left with the ten packed fried noodles.

A girl at his desk said, "Oh! I obviously wanted to ask his name!"

"Then why didn't you ask just now?" A sour boy made up the knife.

The girl said coyly, "When I look at him, I'm so nervous that I can't speak."

"anthomaniac."

……

The blade put things away in one corner.

He came to a small shop, and heard that the sugar water here is a must in this food street.

do not miss it.

He's quite relaxed here, but the atmosphere in the Great Soul Arena is already tense to the extreme.

Tang San even used the external spirit bone.

The battle has reached the decisive stage.

What a terrible word.

……

On the other side, Dao Feng smiled and rejected the invitation of a man who looked like a flower and jade.

He wanted to invite Dao Feng to have a drink, get to know each other, and even have an in-depth exchange.

Looking at the background of Dao Feng's departure, the flower-like man stomped his feet fiercely and hummed twice.

It's almost time to go shopping.

At this time, they should also easily win the team battle.Go back and congratulate them first, and then let them taste the food that he thinks is good.