The empress of fast wear is married

Chapter 741 Doomsday Carnival (53)

So, with a wave of her majesty's hand, there was another hot pot table on the ground, and the table was filled with dishes.

He proudly invites the supernatural beings to eat together.

Naturally, the supernatural beings thanked her again and again, but they almost didn't regard her as a goddess.

"Cool."

"It feels like I haven't eaten something so delicious in 100 years."

"Thank you, Ms. Ni, I owe you a favor this time. If we can get out of this city alive, if we are sent out in the future, we will definitely give it to you."

"Me too."

"And I."

Perhaps thinking that it was the last supper, these people started to eat boldly, in full swing, and at the same time, they were extremely grateful to Fenghua for allowing them to eat a delicious steaming meal before dying.

Fenghua boiled the mutton and replied, "It's easy to talk about."

……

bitch!

An Ying bit her lower lip tightly, her beautiful eyes concealed hatred.

He even bought these arrogant supernatural beings with a hot pot meal.

She has the doomsday system in hand, do you want to eat anything?The hot pot is nothing to worry about.

It's not that An Ying didn't steal food from Xin Chi and the others, but she never thought of sharing the food with everyone. Now, watching Fenghua buy people's hearts, her intestines are ruined.

However, she has lost her chance.

Even if they brought out some French meal better than hot pot and paired with 82-year-old Lafite wine, these supernatural beings might not be so grateful.

Even Xin Chi and the others will have doubts about her.

An Ying could only sit in the corner by herself, chewing biscuits silently.

No one invited her.

Of course, she also has a lot of "backbone", she would rather die than eat the food that comes from her.

Not long ago, An Ying was proudly showing off to Fenghua for a bite of biscuit.

But now, when everyone was eating hot pot, she was sitting alone in the corner eating biscuits alone.

How ironic.

"It smells so good~" The man in white clothes passing by the skyscraper suddenly had a spicy and delicious scent of butter wafting from the tip of his nose, he paused and stopped in his tracks.

"This smell is very similar to the food made by the little girl I met on the road more than ten days ago..."

Reminiscing about that smell is really nostalgic.

"To meet is to be destined. In the vast sea of ​​people, it is God's destiny that this deity can meet the little girl again. God's will is so, how can we go against it, it's better to say hello."

The man in white muttered to himself, and then touched his stomach, "It's time for dinner, and I'm a little hungry. I think the little girl will invite me to have a light meal. Will I agree or refuse? If I agree, It means another karma owed...it's really distressing."

As the man in white said, there was no sign of embarrassment on his face, which was full of immortality, as if covered by something.

Immediately afterwards, he lifted his feet and floated up the skyscraper.

It really is "floating".

The speed is very fast, and the feet do not touch the ground.

Soon, the man in white followed the aroma of spicy butter hotpot to a certain floor of the skyscraper.

He closed his eyes, took a breath, opened them, and said, "That's the smell."

Xin Chi turned her head vigilantly, a pair of chopsticks in her hand flew out, "Who—"

Shot, no regrets, must kill.

However, the silver chopsticks were only a foot away from the man in white before they were blocked outside.

Can no longer get close.

Fenghua raised his beautiful peach eyes, raised his eyebrows, and uttered two words: "Boundary."

(End of this chapter)