Sect Leader, Please Respect Yourself, I'm Really A Gentleman

Chapter 291 Don’t you really want to be Mrs. Li?

The death rate of Samsara secret realm is too high.

Rao is that Li Yangping is the first genius in the history of China, and Feng Yijing is not relieved that he will go in.

Who knows what kind of Samsara secret realm entered?

If Li Yangping died, she couldn’t imagine how she would be angry and regret it.

Although Samsara secret realm has unlimited opportunities, the dangers are also great.

For Feng Yijing, Li Yangping’s safety is the most important.

Besides, with her, no one dared to bully Li Yangping.

“Okay, the disciple understands.”

In fact, Li Yangping didn’t take it seriously.

After all, hundreds of years have passed since the last Samsara secret realm.

Who knows how long the Samsara secret realm will be opened this time?

If it takes a little longer, he will have cultivated the emperor-level supreme of the city, and it is useless to take this Samsara key.

As for Ye Qingmeng, Song Jianli, Wei Ziying and others?

Forget it, he can’t worry about them going in.

And among the piles of treasures on the table, only Samsara keys can attract the attention of the two emperor-level supreme.

The rest of the treasures were all handed over to Li Yangping.

Li Yangping didn’t pretend to be affectionate either, he held them in his pocket with a happy expression.

Suddenly the atmosphere in the room became quiet again.

……

“Gudong.”

At this time, a strange voice rang from Zhao Ning’s stomach.

Zhao Ning blushed and reminded in a low voice: “Big Brother, Master, it’s time for us to eat.”

“what?”

The three of them were stunned and then realized.

I visited to discuss the Samsara key before, and almost forgot that I hadn’t eaten the meal.

They are both cultivators. To them, eating is just an appetite, and it doesn’t matter whether they eat or not.

But Zhao Ning is different. He has just started practicing and has no bigu at all.

If you don’t eat a meal, you panic.

Li Yangping quickly hugged Zhao Ning in his arms and comforted: “Looking at the memory of Big Brother, I actually forgot to eat.”

“Come on, let’s start eating.”

He picked up the chopsticks with his hand, put a snack in Zhao Ning’s bowl, and said with a smile: “Come on, have a taste, first use the snack to cushion your stomach.”

Immediately afterwards, he called the shop second, “Little second.”

The shop Xiaoer had noticed the big customer upstairs early and quickly pushed the room away.

Ingratiatingly asked: “How many objectively, are you ready to order something?”

Li Yangping said nonchalantly: “Put all your signature dishes here.”

“OK.”

The shop Xiaoer retired with a big smile on his face.

The signature dishes of their restaurant are superb.

The price of the signature dishes is naturally not cheap.

For such big customers who don’t even look at the price, they can’t ask for it.

Under the eager urging of Xiaoer, the chef soon prepared the required meals.

Before long, the table was full of delicious food.

For a while, the aroma of the food drifted throughout the room.

After Shi Yucheng and Xiang Yize had made a fuss, it was not noon now.

The surroundings are still very quiet.

It was in this quiet atmosphere that Zhao Ning sat on Li Yangping’s lap cleverly.

Then he hugged the rice bowl on the table and ate deliciously.

Li Yangping said before that you only need to eat more to grow up quickly.

She regarded it as the truth, and she believed it.

The matter of eating is as important as cultivation.

Almost gulping, eating very fast.

With that small appearance, the other three people watching all moved their index fingers.

Zhao Lingchuan picked up the chopsticks and put a piece of fish in his mouth.

Suddenly, there was a burst of softness, and it melted with a bite.

The eyes lit up immediately, not bad.

As expected to be the largest restaurant in East Sea City, this signature dish is really different.

There is no feeling of greasiness at all, it melts in the mouth and it is extremely delicious.

“It deserves to be a signature dish, it is indeed qualified.”

Zhao Lingchuan praised: “This chef’s cooking skills are very good.”

Li Yangping smiled and said, “Your Xuantian Sword Sect is near East Sea City. Didn’t Master actually come to East Sea City to eat?”

You must know that this restaurant is the largest and best-known restaurant in Donghai City.

Even in other places, the reputation of Donghaicheng restaurant is circulating.

Many cultivators travel thousands of miles to Donghai City just to taste the signature dishes of this restaurant.

In the end, good fellow, Zhao Lingchuan was the head of the Xuantian Sword Sect.

Haven’t been to Donghai City once?

Zhao Lingchuan nodded, “I haven’t been here.”

She rarely leaves the Xuantian Sword Sect, and has been hiding in the back mountain for drinking.

Even Sect doesn’t care about affairs. How can it be possible to come to East Sea City for a delicious meal?

She was one of the few ancestors in the last Trial Fair. As a result, she met Li Yangping, the hit demon star.

But she still knew about East Sea City, but she had never been there.

Haven’t been to Donghai City, let alone taste the signature dishes of the restaurant?

……

Zhao Lingchuan sandwiched the meat while saying, “The chef’s cooking skills in this restaurant are much better than those of Sect’s wine and rice bags.”

“Otherwise… shall we abduct this chef to Xuantian Sword Sect?”

Zhao Lingchuan was ready to move, “In this way, he can make good meals for us every meal.”

Li Yangping: …

Good guy, Zhao Lingchuan originally played this idea?

After finally coming to the East Sea City, you still want to abduct the cooks from other restaurants?

It seems that Zhao Lingchuan, who has been rumored in China, to act indefinitely is true…

At this time, Feng Yijing suddenly remembered something, and wondered: “By the way, Zhao Lingchuan, Pindao remembers that you are a drunk maniac.”

“Why didn’t I see you drinking?”

Feng Yijing was a little strange.

This Zhao Lingchuan is a famous alcoholic maniac in China, who is addicted to alcohol like his life.

At twelve hours a day, except for sleeping, I basically stay drunk.

But since she came to Xuantian Sword Sect these days, she really hasn’t seen Zhao Lingchuan drinking.

The drunken lunatics who used to have nothing to drink have changed?

She hasn’t seen Zhao Lingchuan take out a drink yet.

This made her very puzzled.

Want to know why.

Zhao Lingchuan didn’t mean to conceal, and said frankly: “You said this?”

“I have quit drinking.”

“Quit drinking?”

Feng Yijing was surprised, really or not?

Can Zhao Lingchuan quit drinking too? This is where the sun hits the west, right?

Zhao Lingchuan has been addicted to alcohol for hundreds of years.

Can the invulnerable habit be changed?

Feng Yijing became more curious now.

“Aren’t you addicted to alcohol like your life before, and said that someone who didn’t let you drink was your enemy? Why did you stop drinking now?”

Zhao Lingchuan frowned, “That was before, what was before is what was before, and what is now is what is now.”

Feng Yijing asked curiously: “Then why do you want to give up drinking? Isn’t it a habit that you have adhered to for hundreds of years?”

“So easy to quit?”

Under Feng Yijing’s repeated questions, Zhao Lingchuan rolled his eyes impatiently: “You think I want to quit drinking, isn’t it impossible?”

When he said that, he squeezed a piece of fish from chopsticks and muttered in his mouth, “Isn’t Li Yangping insisting that I give up drinking?”

“What can I do? I am also desperate.”

Feng Yijing: …

Feng Yijing picked at the corner of her eyes, gritted her teeth and said: “This is a habit you have persisted for hundreds of years, and you have long become addicted to alcohol. Li Yangping asks you to stop drinking if you stop drinking?”

“Why do you listen to Li Yangping so much?”

Li Yangping:? ? ?

At this moment, Li Yangping was earnestly eating rice, and suddenly heard Feng Yijing’s words.

Suddenly, a chill rose from behind, and he didn’t even dare to move his hand picking rice.

……

Feng Yijing’s expression was calm, but she was cold again.

She knew that Zhao Lingchuan was a famous drunkard.

For hundreds of years, the wine has not been separated from the body, only indulged in drinking and having fun.

This is a habit that has persisted for hundreds of years.

Why did Li Yangping quit drinking easily because he said that he quit drinking?

Is this still the head of the powerful, overbearing, arrogant and unreasonable Xuantian Sword Sect?

Before, he dared to use force against Emperor Wenren, and he dared to challenge Shi Feiyan.

In the end, because of Li Yangping’s words, he obediently stopped drinking.

This is not like her usual style.

Is this change too fast?

This made her feel vaguely uncomfortable.

I can’t tell what it feels like, just a natural vigilance.

I thought to myself: “It seems that Pan Dao’s guard is not unreasonable. This drunken lunatic is obviously not Dang Ping’er a disciple, but…”

Feng Yijing’s heart was sour and sour, and she felt more and more uneasy.

She had promised that Li Yangping didn’t care how many women were around him.

But when she really thought that Zhao Lingchuan also had other thoughts about Li Yangping, she couldn’t help it.

The more I think about it, the more I regret it. How come you promised so easily?

Immediately looked at Zhao Lingchuan who was eating seriously aside.

It turns out that Zhao Lingchuan, who has always been domineering and strong, eats meat while cooking.

There was also a relish sound from his mouth.

Obviously indulged in the deliciousness.

It’s like eating such delicious food for the first time.

It doesn’t match the image of killing and decisive in the previous impression.

Feng Yijing couldn’t help it anymore, and asked, “Zhao Lingchuan, don’t you really want to be Li Yangping’s wife like who said?”

“puff.”

After Zhao Lingchuan heard it, he almost spit out the food in his mouth.

The whole person was choked.