Devil Emperor's Mad Wife: Supreme Soul Master

Chapter 326 Wang Zihao Old Pastry!
Naturally, everyone had no objection. They ate all the rice in their bowls, rubbed their palms and walked out of Fengyun Tower, ready to fight!
The two instructors, Lin Xiu and Si Nan, nodded in satisfaction. These boys finally knew what formation formation was. Although it didn't seem like formation formation, it was much better than the irresponsible method of drawing lots. .

So in fact, the requirements of the two of them are not high at all.

Mu Qingfeng's seven people entered the arena, and they received countless gazes, some looking forward to it, some disdainful, some admiring, and some waiting to see a good show.

There's another group——

"Little ones, come on! If you dare to embarrass my old lady, I will kill you!"

The sudden loud voice made Mu Qingfeng and the others turn their heads in black, only to see the woman in pink stepping on the back of the chair, waving her paws, which is so domineering!
And beside her, there was a large group of people looking at them with anticipation and cheering eyes, and kept spreading around to show that they didn't know the pink woman.

Who is that?It's a familiar face.

Who is the woman in peach clothes if not Rong Caiqing?Who were the yawning people around her if not her teammates?
Not far from them, handsome men and beautiful women sitting quietly in their seats, who else are the seniors headed by Wang Ziyu?
Surrounding these two teams, there are some familiar and some unfamiliar faces, one by one waving their arms and shouting for the holy light, who is it not their senior sisters and brothers?
I don't know what the other people present thought, but at this moment, Mu Qingfeng's group of seven only felt their eyes warm. Standing at the high entrance, they just bowed straight in their direction.

Then he clenched his fists tightly and waved Qi Qi in the air!
The seven people did not speak, but used actions to tell the brothers and sisters who came from afar, that they would never be disappointed!
Sinan and Lin Xiu were also shocked by this scene. In previous years, when they participated in the inter-provincial competition, the students of Shengguang sneered and stayed away from it, even unwilling to talk about it.

Because they feel ashamed.

But now, these children are all here, and they look at Mu Qingfeng and the others with expectant eyes. Although they are still a little worried, they are here.

Win or lose, we share weal and woe.

The auditorium, who originally laughed at the arrival of a large number of students from the Holy Light Academy, couldn't help but put away their mocking expressions at this moment.

And the players from other colleges even had a wry smile and envy in their eyes.

No one does not want to be cheered and cheered by their own people in this cold arena, and other students are no exception.

Therefore, when they saw the students of the Holy Light Academy coming from afar, they were envious in their eyes.

Mu Qingfeng and the others walked to the backcourt lounge, Lan Feinuo leaned against the wall, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "I really didn't expect them to come."

"That's right." Tian Lu clenched her fists. She and Fei Nuo were the guards in the first crafting competition, and a trace of determination appeared between her brows, "Let them win beautifully!"

"Young master will never lose. Emperor Mao Mao, don't hold back in the third match." Su Mu brushed his hair, squinting at Huang Tianye, who was always looking gloomy.

One sentence hurt Huang Tianye's feet, he immediately jumped up, his eyes widened and he said angrily, "I won't lose even if you lose, you idiot!"

"Cut, the young master won't lose." Su Mu curled his lips, he brought Xiao Hong here today, lose?Unless the other party can bear Xiaohong's poisonous gas.

Even he had unavoidably fainted once before.

"The young master will not lose!" Huang Tianye widened his eyes again, wiped his nose and looked away.

Mu Qingfeng, Lan Feinuo, and Tian Lu asked silently, are these two childish ghosts who are back-to-back really their teammates!
Orange pursed her lips, despising her elder brother extremely: "My elder brother and Erhuo Mu are just idiots."

"Secondary." Baba raised his hand and nodded in agreement.

"Hey, you two idiots still dare to say that the young master is an idiot?"

"Orange, you stinky girl, is she my real sister, the young master?"

The two idiots instantly turned to Baba and Juzi, and Mu Qingfeng and the three rolled their eyes, and simply sat aside and closed their eyes to rest.

Looking at this group of guys again, his IQ is also suspected of being lowered!
After Sinan and Lin Xiu greeted Wang Ziyu and everyone outside, the two instructors were obviously in a very happy mood, and they walked into the backcourt lounge with several boxes of pastries in their hands.

The foodie group who were still confronting each other sniffed their noses, and immediately moved their bright eyes to the pastry boxes in the hands of the two instructors, with stars shining in their eyes.

Even Mu Qingfeng, Lan Feinuo and Tian Lu opened their eyes, the faintly sweet smell was also somewhat fresh, and the smell alone was a kind of enjoyment.

Si Nan looked at the seven boys and girls with a funny face, and only then did he realize that they were still children, and put the cakes on the table: "This is the snow cloud cake that Wang Ziyu and the others specially brought from their hometown. It is exclusively for the royal family. You guys are in luck."

A smile appeared on Lin Xiu's always serious face: "Eat less before the game."

Open the lid, and the neatly arranged white flaky pastries are thin, transparent, like snow and clouds, and the sweet and sweet smell floats around. The foodies can't wait to bite down.

Some crunchy, some soft, with a touch of sweetness, perfect taste, and a warm feeling overflowing the heart after swallowing the stomach.

good to eat.

One bite is a treat.

Su Mu took another piece, her peach blossom eyes glowed with water, her cheeks were slightly red, and pink bubbles of happiness appeared all over her body: "I'm so happy, I've only heard of snow cloud cakes before, and it's said that only ten boxes can be made every year , or exclusively for the royal family."

Mu Qingfeng looked at the seven boxes of pastries on the table, touched his nose: "Can only make ten boxes a year?"

"Well, the raw materials of Xueyun Cake are too rare, and one of them can only be produced in enough quantity to make ten boxes each year, so Xueyun Cake is indeed an extremely precious gourmet pastry." Huang Tianye smacked his lips, "It's really full all at once. Motivation!"

"That group of boys brought ten boxes this time." Sinan's eyes brightened, and he smiled, "You guys, Axiu, I, and Young Master Yun are all involved."

Lin Xiu took out a box and handed it to Mu Qingfeng: "Your one."

Mu Qingfeng accepted the pastry: "Is this from Wang Ziyu?"

"Eat with peace of mind." Sinan waved his hand nonchalantly, "Wang Zihao's old pastries are opened by his family. This year, Xueyun cakes are brought here, so there will naturally be better pastries for the royal family."

When it comes to Wang Zihao old cakes, everyone in the mainland knows everyone.

It specializes in delicacies such as pastries, and every time a new pastry is released, it makes waves in the upper circles. As early as hundreds of years ago, it has cooperated with the royal family, and every year a new pastry is exclusively for the royal family.

(End of this chapter)