Of course, the choice is to enchant

Qingyi Sanxian led Wuming upstairs.

The entire fifth floor is dedicated to distinguished guests who come to enjoy the chef's banquet.

Even the table and chair decorations are specially refined magic weapons.

"I don't know what to use for the spirit beasts of the senior? We also have a special spirit chef here who can make cakes and meals to suit the taste of the spirit beasts." Tsing Yi Sanxian asked earnestly.

Wuming raised his right hand, as if inadvertently blocked in front of the squinting black cat on his shoulder, "It's fine for him to eat the same as me."

Qingyi Sanxian was unwilling to give up just like that, and continued to persuade Wuming with his three-inch tongue, "You don't know, spirit beasts prefer primitive ways of eating compared to carefully cooked meals. Every day we eat here Now kill the monsters that were raised with spirit rice since childhood, and specially supply them to the spirit beasts who are cultivated by spirit immortals to bite and eat, your spirit beasts are not as good as..."

The young man in brocade clothes reached out and put the black cat on his shoulder on his lap, and interrupted Sanxian Tsing Yi in a cold voice, "No need, this is just a mortal cat, you can't eat food with spiritual energy, you go and serve it."

Tsing Yi Sanxian immediately shut up, bowed silently and exited the fifth floor.

In fact, when someone enters on the fifth floor, the chef will receive a message, and the table will be ready for delivery, and there is no need for him to urge.

But since the guest didn't want to see him, he didn't need to explain.

It's a pity that I couldn't sell the remaining bit of monster blood to this generous guest.

Could it be that the guests didn't treat black cats of unknown breed as war pets, but simply kept them as pets, so they didn't want the black cats to be stained with blood?

Apart from this, Tsing Yi Sanxian really couldn't think of other reasons.

As soon as Tsing Yi Sanxian withdrew, Wu Ming couldn't hold down the 'Fan Mao' on his lap anymore.

At the critical moment, facing the black cat's sharp claws, Wuming could only tightly cover his face.

The soft touch hit the back of Wuming's hand like a torrential rain.

Judging from the frequency of the Shadowless Claw, one can tell how angry the cat is waving its claws.

It's a pity that the strength is touching, but it makes Wuming feel itchy on the back of his hand, and even feels a little comfortable... Cough cough.

When the black cat got tired of waving its claws, it climbed onto the table from the nameless leg with all fours.

Wuming put down the hand covering his face, glanced at the corner of his eye, and sure enough there was not even a trace left.

Looking at the round and serious eyes of the black cat, Wuming suddenly wanted to laugh.

Thinking of his own life, Wuming held back his smile, and looked at the black cat seriously, "You can't stand it now, what will you do when you go to Wangxian City? By then, I will be a real immortal and a newcomer here, so I can't bear it anymore." Can't protect a mortal cat."

Wuming deliberately emphasized the tone of "Fanmao", reminding a certain demon who is used to being aloof, what kind of character he is now.

The black cat silently lowered its back, and its two sharp white canine teeth stood out against the pure black fur.

Within a few seconds, the black cat collapsed on the table as if discouraged, buried its head in the middle of its two front paws and gave up struggling.

A strange light flashed in Wuming's eyes, and he blurted out without careful consideration, "If you're scared, I can hug you wherever I go."

The black cat quietly changed its posture, looked at the nameless eyes vigilantly and silently, and even tied its tail into a loose knot unconsciously.

Feeling that the sentence just now seemed a bit strange, Wuming, who was about to interrupt, immediately shut up.

When he settles down in the Forest of the Rising Sun, he must have a real cat.

It doesn't matter if you have cultivation, talent or blood, as long as you can suck it!

When Tsing Yi Sanxian came back with the whole table, the black cat had already adjusted his mood, lying on the table without sadness or joy, staring coldly at Tsing Yi Sanxian who was arranging the dishes.

Signal the other party to put the food far away so that it doesn't get on him.

As a result, Sanxian Qingyi thought that the black cat was having a temper tantrum with the 'master', and remembering that Wuming said that he wanted the black cat to eat the same food as him, he intentionally put a few dishes beside the black cat.

Seeing that the black cat's eyes widened because of Tsing Yi Sanxian's actions, Wuming hurriedly hugged the black cat back to his lap.

If the black cat can't take it anymore and jumps under the table by itself... Wuming's mind immediately came up with the ridiculous picture of the demon king who had just turned into a black cat, because his limbs were extremely uncoordinated, and hit his head on a tree.

Under the introduction of Qingyi Sanxian, Wuming tasted the dishes on the table one by one.

Really worthy of the name of the restaurant, even the humble vegetarian dishes are delicious and full of aura.

Wuming forgot all about the uncle cat on his lap in an instant, until Tsing Yi Sanxian reminded him, he picked up the plate that Tsing Yi Sanxian specially prepared for the black cat, and asked without sincerity, "What do you want to eat, I will give it to you Take it out alone."

The black cat staggered and changed its position, facing Wuming with its butt.

Wuming threw away the empty plate in his hand and said happily, "He has no appetite for the time being, no need..."

"Meow~" The thin cat meow interrupted Wuming's words, and the black cat stood up from Wuming's legs at some point, with one front paw grabbing the edge of the table, and the other front paw only pointing at the person who was close to him. A dish.

Wuming looked in the direction of the black cat's claws, his face froze suddenly.

It is a braised carp that has not been touched.

However, Tsing Yi Sanxian seemed to have exhausted all his cleverness when he brought Wuming into the restaurant, and when he saw this, he praised the black cat's eyes endlessly.

Braised carp is one of the most important main dishes of Ximian.

Carp is also raised in their restaurant with spiritual springs and special food.

Enough boasting, Tsing Yi Sanxian asked for instructions, "I will divide the carp into two, and Senior Cat will taste it together?"

Like the two gatekeepers, Tsing Yi Sanxian did not believe that Wuming was carrying a mortal cat.

Wuming twitched the corners of his mouth, gritted his teeth and carried the black cat back to the table.

"No need, I don't eat carp." Feeling that Qingyi Sanxian's hospitality is too ordinary, Wuming said casually, "Let's talk about Wangxian City."

Tsing Yi Sanxian's voice was almost inaudible immediately, but the speed of speech was faster than before, "The biggest thing in Wangxian City recently is that Yuqi Xianzun seldom left a while ago, and his cultivation level was unclear after he came back. It fell to Jinxian, and now Wangxian City's matters that were originally handled by Yuqi Xianzun were all handled by the elders.

Wuming felt rather regretful that he actually blocked the news. It seems that Wangxiancheng still did not give up on Yuqi Xianzun.

The news, which was originally thought to shock the guests, did not have the effect of shocking at all, and everyone and a cat ate their heads without looking up.

Tsing Yi Sanxian felt a burst of frustration, so he could only immediately show his last hole card.

"Imperial Chess Immortal..." Tsing Yi Sanxian hesitated for a moment, and then spoke again, "That one is going to retreat after returning to Wangxian City, and he will never leave the customs until he returns to the Immortal Venerable."

"Before retreating, he went to the treasury to find treasures that could help him recover quickly. Unexpectedly, he found that someone had stolen the treasury while he was away, and there was nothing left."

"It is said that because of the new city lord, Sword Master didn't want anything from his master Taihe Immortal Emperor, and gave it all to him. I don't know how much is left."

When it came to the end, Tsing Yi Sanxian was already deeply envious in his words.

I don't know whether it's Yuqi Xianzun that I envy, or the person who emptied the treasure house of Yuqi Xianzun.

"cough cough"

"Meow!"

One person and one cat choked at the same time.

It's okay to say Wuming, it's just that he didn't expect that Sanxian from Licheng Restaurant could tell the real gossip about Wangxiancheng.

There is also a sense of guilt that is almost invisible after the incident finally happened.

The black cat is very bad.

At the beginning, the demon king directly asked Feihong for the feather keel, and also went to Wangxiancheng to grab it, but in the end they all failed because of Wangxiancheng's unknown age.

The Great Array of Protecting the City can't do anything about the Demon Lord, but it can make the Demon Lord's position known to the public all the time.

Wangxian City only needs to hide the feather keel properly so that the devil can't find it.

This time, he put his hope on Wuming. In order to prevent Wang Xiancheng from discovering that the feather keel had been replaced when delivering the news, the demon king decided to follow suit.

After many years, the Demon Lord finally found a way to hide Wangxian City's protective formation.

Seal all the magic energy, use the secret method to shrink your body to the extreme, and then put on a brand new fake body.

As long as he does not use magic energy within the range of Wangxian City's moat formation, Wangxian City's moat formation will not be able to find him.

According to the devil's plan, he spent ten days fully adapting to his new body.

Skilled in disguising low-level pet spirit beasts with pills and magic weapons without any cultivation.

Ten days later, Wuming paid a lot of money to open the way, and it was almost time to get the quota for Wangxian, so they immediately set off for Wangxian City.

When the secret method was first implemented, it was also when the Demon King's new body was most unstable. The sealed magic energy could break through the new body, which was almost as fragile as thin paper, at any time.

Therefore, because the demon king was not used to the way of four-legged beasts, he would fall down when he walked, and he didn't dare to practice immediately. In the end, he could only give up on Wuming's shoulders.

Even before the plan was carried out, the demon king had imagined various possibilities, but he never thought about it.

This body is so fragile, he just swallowed a fishbone by mistake while laughing at Yuqi Immortal, and he was almost suffocated to death with his throat pierced.

Once the fragile new body is destroyed, even if he is a demon king, it will take at least a thousand years to refine the next body that can fit his body.

Wuming finally had the opportunity to hug the long-awaited furry, crush the bloody fishbone into powder, and slide down the trembling back with the black cat in his arms.

The black cat's gaze changed from lax to solidified gradually, but there was no brilliance inside, and it all smelled of being unlovable.

Wuming caught the gloomy color in the black cat's eyes and heaved a sigh of relief.

After moving a few more times, he reluctantly put the black cat on his lap again.

Picking up the chopsticks to shave the rest of the carp, he asked the frightened Tsing Yi Sanxian, "Then what? Whoever took that person's things, Wangxiancheng has nothing to say?"

Sanxian Tsing Yi came back to his senses in a daze, the distinguished guest was so kind, his pet almost died without blaming the restaurant.

With gratitude in his heart, Tsing Yi Sanxian knew everything without saying anything.

"It is said that even though he was angry, he didn't lose his composure, but after interrogating Bi Baowen, the treasure hunter guarding the treasure house, he immediately vomited blood and retreated a small realm."

"If Master Jian was not there at that time, maybe he would have retreated to Xuanxian at that time."

After all, the Tsing Yi Immortal smiled embarrassedly.

"The small news comes from the mansions of the three Xuanxians who have long-term contacts with the restaurant. There may be distortions in the dissemination, but it is already known to all the immortals that that person's cultivation base fell to the Golden Immortal."

With complicated eyes, Wuming awarded all the remaining hundred low-grade spirit stones left by Wuming Immortal to Tsing Yi Sanxian.

Given so many details, the credibility of Qingyi Sanxian's words is simply terrifying.

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