Distress: My Years in Defeng Ancient Road

Chapter 803 The Underworld Transformation Plan

Chapter 803 The Underworld Transformation Plan

No matter how rich life experience Doomsday Seventeen had before coming to Defeng Ancient Road, and how much he knew about Yu Xiaoyao’s diet and habits, after becoming a Yongye playwright and coming to Defeng Ancient Road, all the previous understanding needs to be Start over.

Then, he tried to get in touch with everyone, and everyone, including Jun Fengtian, treated him very well.

The reason is simply that he was brought back by Lin Chongyang himself.

It may sound absurd, especially for people who are used to intrigue, this kind of trust is undoubtedly incomprehensible.

But this is the truth, it really happened before his eyes, and it really happened to him.

It was at that time that he really understood in his heart what kind of concept No.1 of their generation was.

Then, he began to use a brand new identity to gradually integrate into this circle that he had never been in contact with in a way that made him feel very awkward.

Part of the information he has learned at the moment is naturally as he and Yu Xiaoyao said, and he went to ask Yu Xiao for advice.

The other part is told by the very king.

Although, the two had disliked each other when they were young and had frequent quarrels, but that was when they were young. After accepting the truth about the death of Xuanzun Jiutian, Doomsday Seventeen's mentality has also undergone some changes.

After several contacts before and after, Doomsday Seventeen also had speculations about Lin Chongyang's purpose.

This is the ancient road of Defeng, the closest place to him, and the birthplace of his ideas. From the first step of stepping here, many things have been inevitable.

Seeking skin from a tiger is destined to be influenced by it, but Doomsday Seventeen does not regret it.

In the quiet room, the playwright of Yong Ye looked at the figure sitting in front of him. All hesitation has now turned into the firmest belief. Doomsday Seventeen has no hesitation or regret for his choice.

The trace of doubt born in my heart began to transform in another direction after seeing Yu Xiaoyao for real.

For Yu Xiaoyao, everything is worth it.

Moreover, the sword used to deal with the evil kings of the heavens stood not far from the two of them, and Lin Chongyang always kept his word.

"Unfortunately, Brother Xiaoyao, I was locked up by my senior brother. The matter of taking you to eat in the kitchen of Defeng Gudao has to be postponed for a while."

Yu Xiaoyao sat on the ground, looking at the delicious food in front of him, he didn't see anything different from Yong Ye's playwright at all, and even took an extra pair of chopsticks from the lunch box and handed it to him, vividly depicting what it means to be anti-client.

"It's okay, I can wait for you." The person who took the chopsticks said so.

After eating a thick piece of cloud, Yu Xiaoyao said with emotion: "I don't know when I will have the opportunity to have a big meal cooked by my senior."

This thick piece of cloud looks like it was made in the cafeteria, and there are still some subtle differences from the signature dish of the Shanxia Inn.

To put it simply, the sweetness is not that high, and it is slightly lighter.

It is only natural to think that he is invincible in the immortal sect, and has an extremely rich appreciation of food. Looking at the immortal sect and the Confucian sect, Yu Xiaoyao's situation is a special case.

Eating habits are gone forever on the road of high sugar and high oil, and other people can't do it, and even many innate people have already fasted.

"The master can also cook?" Yongye playwright, who also swallowed a thick slice of Yun Duo, became interested after hearing what Yu Xiaoyao said.

He really didn't know about this matter, that person could actually cook, and hearing the meaning of Yu Xiaoyao's words, it seemed that he was not generally good at it. Compared with the impression in his mind, it was outrageous no matter what he thought.

"Dragon Gate Inn, you should know, it was the brother's property in the early years, but unfortunately, I only found out about it later, otherwise I would have to go there often for dinner.

The recipes in it were all developed and perfected by the brothers in their early years.

Although it is now the industry of Defeng Ancient Road, the handicraft inheritance is very stable. When my confinement is over, I will take you down the mountain to have a meal. "

Before the last promise was fulfilled, Yu Xiaoyao made another promise. When it comes to food, he always has a lot to say.

The playwright of Yong Ye reminded: "The food will be cold after talking about it."

When it is in the food box, you can use spells to help it stay at the moment it was just put on the plate. After you take it out, it will naturally change with the passage of time. Some foods will taste worse after being cooled.

"Then we'll talk after eating, and you eat quickly."

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The playwright of Yongye didn't stay for long, because Yu Xiaoyao's confinement was essentially to allow him to calm down and practice seriously for a period of time, so as to delay the awakening of the evil kings of the heavens.

At the same time, he also knew the name of that sword—Shen Zhao.

As for the assassination of Xuanzun Jiutian, those who knew the truth had their own ideas.

Fortunately, these ideas point to the same point, that is, it is not yet possible for Yu Xiaoyao to know the truth.

The Yong Ye playwright who returned to the ferry crossed, borrowed a few volumes of classics, and asked Geng Mengdie to assist in the registration, and at the same time returned the nameplate. In fact, the restrictions of Vientiane Real Treasure can play a very important role for a master of his level. It is already very limited, but in the Confucian school, the basic procedures should still be followed.

Because of the relationship between Xuanzun Jiutian, he knows some secrets, combined with what he has seen and heard during this period of time...

The headquarters of the lineage of Confucianism, sages and Mingde under your feet is tantamount to a dragon's pond and a tiger's den for ninety-nine percent of the world. If you dare to make trouble here, you should first weigh how many lives you have.

then.

After stepping out of Vientiane Zhenzang, Yongye Playwright, who was about to return to his residence to wash the dishes, was halfway there when he saw three figures approaching him.

"Did you go to see Yu Xiaoyao?" Lin Chongyang asked knowingly.

If he wanted to, within a radius of ten thousand miles, he would not be able to hide all the troubles, but there was no need for that, and he didn't have that much free time. In his opinion, there was no need to guess about the behavior of the playwright of Yongye.

The person who blocked the way halfway answered with a question: "Is there something wrong with the master?"

The two people brought by the other party seemed to be in their teens, and both of them had flaws.

"Yong Ye, the two of them will be troubled from now on."

The ones following Lin Chongyang were of course the Jiushenlian sister and brother. After careful consideration, he decided to let them learn from each other. Objectively speaking, Diming's knowledge is still very good.

Hearing what he said, Jiu Shenlian took his younger brother Fu Qubing to take a step forward in a very sensible manner, and said in a salute, "I have met Mr. Yong Ye."

After looking the two of them up and down, the playwright of Yongye's tone was a bit inexplicable:
"The talent is not bad, you Master Lin really think highly of me."

The situation of the two brothers and sisters naturally cannot be hidden from his eyes. As for the purpose of the other party's move, he is also clear at a glance, it is completely a conspiracy.

"As for Yong Ye's ability, I can trust it."

(End of this chapter)

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