The private room was unusually quiet, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
Xining looked around blankly, who am I, where am I, what am I going to do?
Everyone had the same expression. This girl originally thought that getting the Lord Shen out would put the matter at rest, but she didn't know that Shang Qing had heard it.
How could it be such a coincidence that when you say something, you are heard, and you can't rely on it.
Xining sighed helplessly, and then slowly sat down. Under everyone's gaze, he actually picked up the chopsticks and continued eating as if nothing happened.
After taking a bite, she greeted: "It tastes good, please eat more."
Everyone is smart, so they naturally know what she is thinking. Now that things are done, there's no point in jumping around. You should eat and drink when you should. If you don't worry, then you will have a lot less worries.
Xining also asked: "Is this dish enough? Someone call the waiter and order a few more dishes. Just order the more expensive ones, don't be embarrassed."
Anyway, the bill is given to Shangqing. He said that he paid for this meal on behalf of Shenjun. By the way, this Zuixianlou should still be packed up. I'll ask later if there are any Hongzhong and Laomao liquors and bring some back.
Before anyone could go out, a waiter came in from outside the door.
The waiter bent his waist so much that he was bent in half, with his head lowered and his knees almost touching the ground. He said with a trembling voice: "What else do you need from the masters? I have asked you to entertain everyone, especially this goddess. I just added a few more dishes, here they come.”
Another waiter came up, and the two waiters nervously put the dishes on the table one after another and announced the names of the dishes.
"The super invincible Buddha jumps over the wall."
“Stir-fried dragon liver and phoenix marrow.”
"Rotten stewed Jiao Jin Jiao."
Seeing the dishes being served one by one, Xi Ning never closed her mouth. How could she still say that she was talking nonsense just now? Is it too late?
"The fruit after the meal is a platter of ten thousand years of flat peach and ginseng fruit."
The fruit platter in the basin was pushed in on a trolley, because one flat peach weighed two kilograms, four in total; there were also four skin-colored fruits, which were like four little dolls meditating with their eyes closed.
Xining looked at the fruit in the big basin with a dull look, and asked uncertainly: "This is the legendary..."
The waiter also stared at the fruit: "Small shops don't have this precious thing. It was left by the chief minister of Shangqing. He said it was to encourage the goddess. She will never break her promise in the future."
The other waiter swallowed. You have a setting, is it necessary to eat something, or is it necessary to be so exaggerated?
"Please take your time. If you need anything else, please just ask." After saying this, the two waiters stepped back and closed the door.
There was an eerie silence in the private room again.
Mo Ming broke the silence: "These two fruit trees are only in the main system space. They are nothing, they just take time to bear fruit."
Duan Fusheng suppressed his laughter, but it looked like he was gloating at his misfortune: "It seems that for my god, I can make a hairless iron rooster willing to pay for it."
I had only seen him come to collect money before, but this was the first time he paid.
It's Shangqing who is the one who eats other people's mouth. This time it’s really too big, and I can’t even push it away.
Xie Anci glared at Duan Fusheng in shame, "If you don't speak, no one will treat you as a mute."
Seeing that the atmosphere in the room was not right, Duan Fusheng did not dare to make too much of a mistake, and his voice became softer, as if he was muttering: "The Lord God's time is different, Ten Thousand Years Peach, maybe it is the time for a dozen missions."< br>
Mo Ming looked at him indifferently: "It's just a tree. One tree at a time. Four of them will last forty thousand years. It's really not a long time."
He stood up, walked over, took a look, picked it up and put it in his own space: "You can do whatever you want with the rest."
The ones Mo Ming took were darker in color than the other three, probably because they were more familiar. Looking at the three new dishes, each one is more expensive than the previous dishes combined.
Shangqing had already figured out what she wanted, so he helped her do it first without her having to spend too much money. The main point is that you can spend the money this time, but...
Thinking of Shenjun's extremely cold and unparalleled beauty, I don't know how deep his abilities are.
And the way Shangqing spoke with a smile made Xining shudder violently. Then...under everyone's surprised gazes, he picked up the chopsticks and continued to eat silently.
At this moment, everyone had to admire her strong psychological quality and her unafraid of death.
After eating, the fruits of the meal were divided up and stuffed into their respective system spaces.
After all, this is a very rare fruit. The three male gods also know the meaning of Shangqing's move. Things are like this, so let's leave it as it is. It is not the main god's style to insist on dying. Moreover, this meal and fruit are also a warning and face to them.
After eating, Xining leaned back on the chair, feeling that he was full: "I want to go out for a walk, so I won't accompany you."
She stood up, the other three said goodbye to her, and she walked out.
No one will give her a gift, and no one will pester her anymore. As an admirer of the Divine Lord, you should try not to follow him until the Divine Lord has no feedback, in order to avoid any trouble.
For the first time, she felt as if she didn't have any burden. It didn't mean that having a suitor was bad. But when she is in a weak position and doesn't know how to choose, she will be very stressed.
Mo Ming followed her, and she couldn't help but ask: "Am I suffering from social phobia?"
Mo Ming: "It's just the beginning. In the future, you will hate dealing with others more and more, because their every move can be calculated based on experience. You also know that nothing in the world will last forever, so it is true now, as time goes by As time goes by, it will become fainter and fainter until it disappears.”
Uh, is this what God is like? The Divine Lord's ability is already at the top level. He doesn't need to speak, he just stands there and doesn't need to do anything. No matter how handsome he is, he is still intimidating to the Lord God.
But here, apart from seeing Shang Qing, there is no hope of seeing him at all.
Not to mention the gods, the top gods on the ranking list only know their names and have never seen their true form.
Xining couldn't help but be curious, turned around and came face to face with Mo Ming: "Did the Lord God ever have a goddess?"
Mo Ming looked at her and raised his lips inadvertently: "Are you starting to ask questions now?"
"Oh, tell me. If you don't know anything, there will be no direction for your efforts." She smiled.
"I don't know, I forgot." Mo Ming looked at her as if she was stupid: "Even if there were, there were a hundred of them, but they have all been forgotten for so long. The love of the Lord God is worth less than human beings."
Saying it means not saying it.
Mo Ming: "When you see him in the future, you can ask him yourself."
Uh, Sister Shu doesn't dare, don't ask, she will be so scared that she will kneel down when she sees it.
I feel a little bit like the mentality of the beautiful ladies who just entered the palace in ancient times when they met the emperor. If they are from a strong background, such as the legitimate daughter of a Pythagorean minister or the sister of a general who governs the country, she can still have some confidence. As for those grassroots who could be killed by the emperor with just one word, there were many people who were so frightened that they knelt on the ground and trembled.
Not to mention the beautiful ladies, many of the scholars who entered the court on their first day as officials were so frightened that they spoke incoherently.
Forget it, let's not think about it. I hope the Lord Shen will hear Shang Qing's report, treat it as a joke, and dismiss her as a fart.
"You're right to think so. No one likes that guy, so he can like you?" Mo Ming's words at this time were so pleasant and reassuring.
"It's almost time, let's do the task."
When a barrier opened, Xining jumped in without thinking this time. (End of chapter)