A total of sixteen people were titled Douluo, looking at Lin Feng with burning eyes.
They are Maple Dye Pavilion's most loyal fans at the moment, and they are the sharpest knives in the hands of their predecessors.
However, in the face of this power that could change the color of the continent, Lin Feng's reaction surprised everyone.
He looked around, and finally, there was only a soft sigh left.
"Alas..."
This sigh was very soft.
But it was like an invisible giant hammer, hitting everyone at the Spirit Hall in the heart.
Bibi Dong My heart skipped a beat.
Qian Daoliu frowned.
Everyone could hear a hint of... disappointment in this sigh.
Did we... do something wrong?
Lin Feng finally spoke, with a kind of tiredness and loneliness in his voice that had seen through the ups and downs of the world.
"Let me ask you."
"What do I do here?"
Everyone was stunned and subconsciously opened their mouths, but were silenced by Lin Feng's next words.
"I run a restaurant."
"It's not some black shop that sells goods and kills people."
Lin Feng's voice was very plain, but it made every person with account Douluo present feel their cheeks get hot.
"That little girl is just a few ignorant words."
"Has it ever caused any substantial harm or threat to me, Maple Dye Pavilion, and my employees?"
"You will fight and kill, and you will kill everyone at every turn."
"Is this ridiculous?"
The murderous Spirit Hall crowd was stunned by these two questions.
Hurt?
Threat?
It seems like... there really isn't.
Just then Lin Feng spoke again, with a hint of admonishment in his tone.
"And if you are so impetuous, how can you reach a higher realm?"
Lin Feng's voice was very soft, but it made Qian Daoliu, Bibi Dong and others feel as if a basin of ice water had been poured over their heads, chilling them from head to toe.
The murderous intention dissipated in an instant.
Yes.
How do seniors exist?
With just a few clicks, you can reverse Martial Soul and reshape the law.
This kind of great power has long transcended the worldly grudges and hatreds.
And they actually wanted to use the lowest-level means of killing and killing people to figure out the intentions of their seniors.
How ridiculous.
How shallow!
Qian Daoliu was the first to lower his proud head, his face full of shame.
"Junior... is in trouble."
Bibi Dong The coldness in her phoenix eyes also turned into introspection, and she understood.
The senior is using the stupid things of Ning Fengzhi and his daughter to enlighten them.
Murderous intentions, anger, arrogance... these are all inner demons on the path of spiritual practice.
If we can't figure it out, we won't be able to go any further in this life.
It turns out that every word and deed of our seniors contains the truth leading to the highest realm.
As expected of a senior!
Such a mind and such a state of mind are beyond our reach!
Seeing these banned people Douluo bowing their heads and admitting their mistakes one by one, with expressions of "I understand" on their faces, Lin Feng was speechless.
Call?
Realm?
Fart.
I'm worried about money.
Destroy Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?
Are you out of your mind?
Those are two high-level leeks with the title Douluo!
Ning Fengzhi is the richest man in mainland China!
There are not many such customers in mainland China.
I scared people so much that they almost peed their pants today just to vent my anger on my own petty system.
In the end, you guys were so lucky that you tried to pull out my leeks by the roots?
This is called cutting off my financial path!
You are not as stupid as killing the goose to retrieve the eggs!
Can I, Maple Dye Pavilion, still do business?
Do you still want to save points?
Just when Spirit Hall everyone's admiration for Lin Feng once again reached a new level, the entire hotel was immersed in a solemn atmosphere of "If you hear the Tao in the morning, you will die in the evening."
An untimely burp broke the solemn atmosphere in the hotel that was almost "enlightenment".
Hiccup~
The sound is quiet, but extremely clear.
Everyone followed the sound and all their eyes fell on Qian Renxue.
At this moment, Qian Renxue has long lost any trace of the prince's manners.
Her whole body seemed to have no bones, and she leaned limply on the back of the chair, with a flush of satisfaction on her beautiful face.
Those bright golden eyes were watery and slightly absent-minded, obviously still immersed in the delicious food just now.
A few strands of blond hair were soaked with sweat and stuck to her smooth forehead.
The slightly opened red lips, still stained with a circle of shiny sauce, shone seductively under the light, as if they were silently telling the story of the gluttonous feast just now.
The most eye-catching thing is that her luxurious palace dress has a slight and full arc on her lower abdomen.
Chrysanthemum Douluo looked away silently, muttering softly.
"This eating scene... is really..."
He didn't dare to say the word "vulgar".
Qian Renxue didn't notice everyone's gaze at all. She just touched her round belly blankly, with only one thought in her mind.
A loss.
That Golden Chamber Pot really shouldn't be thrown away.
Snake Lance That idiot is right, that thing is made of pure gold after all. If you take it back and melt it, you can exchange it for a plate of Zha Jiang Mian!
But according to Grandpa San, you can usually only use one meal a day in this restaurant?
Can you only come once a day?
How can that be done?
Her stomach, her soul, and her taste have completely changed into the shape of her predecessors.
Now her mind was filled with one thought.
want.
Always want it.
Want it every moment.
Under everyone's astonished gaze, Qian Renxue, who had been secretly scolding Bibi Dong for being a prodigal, suddenly stood up with such force that he almost overturned his chair.
She no longer cared about her manners, her beautiful face stained with sauce turned red, and her golden eyes stared at Lin Feng, as if she was risking everything.
"Senior!"
Her voice was loud and full of determination.
"I also want a monthly subscription!"
In an instant, the whole hotel could hear the needle drop.
Qian Daoliu didn't even come up in one breath and almost fell down on the spot.
Spirit Hall Everyone was collectively petrified, and their mouths were opened wide enough to fit an egg.
What the hell?
Do you also want a monthly subscription?
Qian Renxue completely ignored everyone's ghostly expressions. She took a step forward and spoke urgently, fearing that Lin Feng would not agree.
"Even... even if you can only draw once a day, it doesn't matter!"
"As long as I can be like her!"
Her white fingers pointed sharply to the other side, where Pope Bibi Dong was drinking tea slowly.
"As long as I can have the same treatment as her, come... three times a day!"
Bibi Dong, who had always been calm and calm, paused almost unnoticeably while holding the tea cup.
She raised her phoenix eyes and looked at her daughter with a determined face. A trace of astonishment first flashed in her eyes, and then turned into an indescribable and weird smile.
Lin Feng leaned on the recliner, not even bothering to raise his eyelids, and just let out a monosyllabic question from his nose.
"You?"
This word is full of doubts.
Qian Renxue was instantly anxious.
She thought her senior thought she was poor and couldn't afford food!
"Senior, don't worry!"
She puffed up her chest and shook her little treasury inside out.
"I just robbed last night... cough, took Heaven Dou Empire half of the treasury's treasure!"
"As long as you agree, I will give them all to you!"
Hearing this, Qian Daoliu's body shook violently.
He clutched his chest, feeling a blockage in his heart.
That's Heaven Dou Empire half of the national treasury!
Not half a cart of Chinese cabbage!
Spirit Hall's treasure trove has been replenished, are you just like your mother and turned to monthly subscription?
The other people in the hotel all had the same idea in their minds.
Good guy.
They are truly worthy of being mother and daughter.
Even prodigals are carved from the same mold!