Transmigration Book

The news of the golden invitation card in the Yizhi restaurant quickly spread throughout Zhongdu.Even with the special treatment of the alien plant spirit beasts in the restaurant, all kinds of deeds are even more legendary.

Mo Ziqi took Murong Mingxi to the Yizhi Restaurant, in addition to asking Murong Mingxi to experience the unique style of the restaurant, he might not have the intention of making Murong Mingxi famous.

It shouldn't be an unknown person who was accepted as a direct disciple by the master of different plants and the president of the association.What's more, Murong Mingxi has no cultivation base, if he doesn't make a high-profile shock at this time, there will only be endless troubles in the future.

With this astonishing talent, coupled with the extensive network of contacts, even if someone wants to take action against Murong Mingxi, he still has to weigh his ability three times.

Mo Ziqi looked at the newly delivered invitation letter and silently raised the corners of his lips.The cold light in his eyes was colder than ever.

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"An invitation to the banquet from the owner of Yizhi Restaurant?" Murong Mingxi accepted the invitation with a puzzled expression on his face.

The invitation letter in front of him was a rather elegant light blue color, exuding a faint, pleasant fragrance.All kinds of exotic plants and spirit beasts are depicted with slender silver lines on the top.After opening, these lifelike pictures turned into spirit bodies and soared out, circling around the letter paper.

The little black dog and Qianhuan Tinder Flower who were playing at the side popped up one after another, Little Nose and Fen Huahua moved, sniffing the scent in the air that lures the beast's appetite.After confirming the target, he tilted his head and looked at those small and lovely spirit bodies.She looked confused, as if she was wondering why Xixi didn't call them when she got some delicious food.

Murong Mingxi's eyes lingered on the translucent spiritual body for a moment, then moved to the thin and strong writing on the letter paper.In the end, it was fixed on the signature of the invitee, with unexpected surprise in his eyes.

The other party didn't invite Mo Ziqi along with him, but wrote him an independent invitation letter.

Murong Mingxi blinked, then turned to look at Mo Ziqi.

He really wanted to go to such a grand gathering of ghost masters to see the world.But he didn't know if his situation was suitable for the past.

Mo Ziqi's reliance on Murong Mingxi was very beneficial.The invisible big tail behind him stood tall, shaking a fan-shaped afterimage.

"Go. With Mingxi's talent, you don't have to be afraid of anyone." Mo Ziqi cheered Murong Mingxi up without any psychological burden.

The magic of Murong Mingxi is best understood by Mo Ziqi, who has experienced ups and downs with him for half a lifetime.

Moreover, even if Murong Mingxi is not suitable for the darling of the Foreign Spirit Race, as long as Murong Mingxi wants to go, Mo Ziqi will definitely find a way to do it.

Murong Mingxi's ears turned red from his praise.Recalling the scene in the Yiling Restaurant yesterday, I felt my cheeks burning hot.

I seem a little strange.

Murong Mingxi stretched out his hand to press his chest, listening to the beating heartbeat in his chest, feeling anticipation and fear for that unknown answer that could be vaguely found out.

Mo Ziqi did not expect that he was about to touch the destination of his dreams.Seeing Murong Mingxi's anxious appearance, he thought that Murong Mingxi was still worried about the banquet.So his expression softened.

"For this banquet, many seniors from the world of spirit masters will be invited. Those who come with them are all the leaders of the younger generation." Murong Mingxi raised his hand, and his warm palm gently covered Murong Mingxi's forehead , "When Mingxi recovers from your health, you will most likely become a spirit master in the future. There are many benefits to interacting with them more now. Don't be afraid."

get better...

Mo Ziqi's words hit the deepest desire in Murong Mingxi's heart.

Murong Mingxi looked up at Mo Ziqi's determined expression, and nodded very lightly.