I picked up a property.

"Wake up, fellow Taoist, you are not dead yet, right?"

At this moment, a young man in a blue shirt suddenly walked up. Under the strange eyes of passers-by, he raised his hand and poked the little old man in the back.

Fellow……

Many passers-by had strange looks on their faces.

Such a young man actually called an old man who looked like he was about to die... Taoist friend?

And he was an old man who was kicked out by the biggest restaurant in the city because he had no money for Overlord Dinner!

"A young man who seems quite normal, why does he have such strange hobbies?"

"Fellow Taoist? What kind of Taoist are they two?"

No matter how they looked at it, these two people didn't look like fellow Taoists!

Feng Xia waited for a long time before the old man weakly uttered one word: "Hungry..."

"Just a mouthful."

Feng Xia waved his hand lightly, and suddenly, a magical power was injected into the old man's body, quickly healing his injuries, and at the same time, it also gave him the strength to get up again.

"Hey, hey hey?"

Although he was still swaying, the little old man's face looked much better.

He stood up with surprise on his face and looked at his hands in disbelief: "I...I'm okay? I was obviously close just now..."

"I healed your injury."

Feng Xia looked at him with a smile and pointed to the restaurant nearby: "Aren't you hungry? I'll take you to eat first."

The old man nodded stupidly: "Ah ah? Oh, do you want to eat? Okay, okay..."

Where is all this?

Some passers-by who were watching couldn't help but were stunned. Feng Xia could instantly heal the little old man's injuries. At the very least, he was a powerful magical user. Why did he have to have a "soft spot" for a little old man?

"With the methods shown by this person, his cultivation has at least reached the level of Yuan Dan. As for this old guy who eats the Overlord's meal..."

A passerby stared at the little old man for a long time, and finally shook his head speechlessly: "Although he is of demon blood, his body is extremely weak, his cultivation is almost non-existent, and he looks like he is about to die."

No matter how you look at it, there is nothing special about this little old man who eats Overlord Meal!

"I'm afraid this young man is not in a good mood and was just showing kindness when he passed by."

They secretly thought in their hearts.

At this time, the waiter in the restaurant had not gone far. He turned around and sneered contemptuously: "Do you know where we are? Du Sheng Ju! The boss of Du Sheng Ju is the 21st Young Master of the Gong family! How dare you? It's good to have a king's meal at our Dusheng Residence without killing him, but you still have the delusion to bring him back?"

"Young Master 21? These guys are really good at giving birth."

Feng Xia shook her head speechlessly.

But if you think about it carefully, it’s not incomprehensible.

Since the war 700 years ago, the Eastern Emperor and the Western Regions have been completely separated. The Western Regions Continent, which was once the center of the Xuanyuan World, fell, while the Donghuang Continent inherited the power of the last terrestrial veins and still maintained a relatively favorable situation. Life.

The creatures here are born in an environment with richer vitality, and there is no need to fight for a place to gain a foothold, so being warm and full of lust has become the choice of most people.

What's more, the Gong family is a powerful family in Donghuang Continent!

If the Gong family was not prosperous enough, it would be impossible to support such a huge body.

"The boss of Dushengju is the 21st Young Master of the Gong family, right?"

Feng Xia turned his attention to the waiter in the restaurant.

The young man nodded rather reservedly and glanced at the frightened old man: "Yes, it seems that you should also know who Young Master 21 is. To tell you the truth, no matter what your identity is, you are not allowed to bring anyone with you." People on the restaurant’s blacklist are allowed to enter.”

The little old man trembled for a moment, with a bitter look on his face, and murmured: "Brother, just forget about not eating. It's a Tosei residence. You don't need to be an old man for me..."

He is so old that even his memory is incomplete.

However, during these days in the city, he still knew a little about Watanagi's status.

It is no exaggeration to say that, let alone a Yuan Dan realm magical power like Feng Xia, even a more powerful Dharma realm master would still covet the VIP status of Dushengju!

After all, the Gong family behind Dushengju is one of the most powerful forces in the Eastern Barren Continent, and more than [-]% of the magic weapons in the entire Donghuang Continent basically come from the Gong family.

"I think this restaurant is barely okay, so let's eat here."

Feng Xia calmly shook his head, and suddenly his body suddenly swelled, like a giant holding up the sky, raising his big hand to grab into the distance.

The waiter in the restaurant immediately shouted: "You bastard, do you want to run wild in Dushengju——"

Before he finished speaking, Feng Xia's figure returned to its original shape. With a flick of his hand, a wolf figure faced down and smashed in front of the door of Dusheng Residence.

"I heard that this is your restaurant and I want to eat here. Do you have any objections?"

Feng Xia asked calmly.

The 21st young master of the Gong family: "..."

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Chapter 0712

Until he was hit on the ground, Gong Xiuyong was still confused.

who am I?

Where am I?

Who hit me?

After all, he is the 21st son of the Gong family. Although he is ranked quite low, he is still a direct bloodline of the Gong family, and he is born with a noble status.

Although the battle a few days ago once made him panic, and he was in constant panic.

The head of the Gong family, Gong Qing, died in the battle. Even the birth of his ancestor could not save the defeat. The fierce god from the Western Continent was like a terrifying demon king, a shadow that covered the sky and sun, and severely oppressed all living beings in the Eastern Emperor. mind!

But in the end, Gong Xiuyong unexpectedly discovered...

The big devil didn't come at all!

Gradually, he felt relieved.

"If the sky falls, there will be someone taller to hold it up. The top powerful clan in the Donghuang Continent is not just the Gong clan, not to mention that I am not in a very high position in the direct line of the family. Even if the big devil really wants to liquidate , it has been a long time since it was my turn..."

When the big demon king comes to kill him, he will definitely resist symbolically, and then use an elegant and decent way...

Raise the flag and surrender to the big devil.

Yes, Gong Xiuyong is such an open-minded person!

Just as Gong Xiuyong was thinking this, suddenly a big hand fell from the sky, suppressed all his resistance, and took him away without explanation!

"I heard that this is your restaurant and I want to eat here. Do you have any objections?"

Before Gong Xiuyong could get angry, he heard a voice as calm as water, reaching his ears from behind.

In an instant, the 21st young master of the Gong family stiffened.

Although he had never heard this voice a few times, and it was the first time he had ever actually faced it, yet he had been so familiar with it long before that.

It was the nightmare that once haunted him, the shadow that shrouded all the top experts in the Eastern Emperor, the fierce god from the Western Continent, the great devil that had not existed for hundreds or thousands of years——

"So why is it me!!"

At this moment.

There was only one voice left in Gong Xiuyong's heart shouting:

Damn you!Why?

"This guest, you are just joking."

So the next moment, under the dull gazes of everyone, the 21st young master of the Gong family, who was in admiration, jumped up like a carp, rubbed his hands with dust on his face and said with a smile: "Our consistent business purpose of Dushengju is to We welcome guests with a smile, and if we are destined to meet you thousands of miles away, you will be our honored guests when we meet..."

The waiter in the restaurant opened his mouth with a confused expression: "..."

Isn't the business purpose of Dushengju "upstairs, people above people"? When did it become such a rule? Why has he never heard of it...

Just when he thought of this, a huge foot enlarged in his sight.

Bang!

"Make way, make way. This friend, don't block the door of Dushengju. The road belongs to everyone, not just you."

Gong Xiuyong didn't even think about it. He kicked the boy aside and took on the role of welcoming the guests himself. His face was filled with happiness: "Look, guest, what you want is this Dusheng Residence." , or a residence in another city? Or..."

The boy who was kicked: "???"

Passers-by who originally planned to watch the show said: "???"

Feng Xia was also quite speechless. The 21st young man of the Gong family had obviously recognized him. If it were anyone else, he would not have such a good attitude.

How could the 21st young master of the Gong family not know about the bad attitude of his subordinates?

"Okay, Feng is here to have a meal with friends. Don't worry about it. Let's serve us the food first."

Thinking of this, Feng Xia's thoughts about watching the show became much less intense. She waved her hand towards Gong Xiuyong and said, "Also, your face looks a little bit annoying. If it's okay, don't come close..."

As the 21st young master of the Gong family, Gong Xiuyong's cultivation level is naturally not low, and he does not lack various magical elixirs.

However, due to the large population of the Gong family, even if he wanted to take power, it was not his turn, so he recognized his identity very early:

A second-generation ancestor who ate and waited to die.

In addition, eating and drinking are often rich in various high-energy sources. Over time, Gong Xiuyong's figure naturally developed horizontally.

If Feng Xia was described in words before he traveled through time, it would probably look like this: a fat house with a big heart and a fat body.

"Guest, you don't like how I look?"

When Gong Xiuyong heard Feng Xia's words, not only did he not get angry, but he still had a smile on his face, held his head high and said proudly: "Then you have really found the right person! In order to prevent this from happening, I have specially practiced I created a technique just to solve your worries."

The moment the words fell, in the stunned and stunned gazes of passers-by, the fat-bellied 21st young man of the Gong family was suddenly shrouded in a gleam of light.

Under the light, his body twisted, his height became shorter, and at the same time, he became more... slim, slender, and uneven.

"……Grass."

Looking at the figure that reappeared in front of him, even with Feng Xia's current vision, he couldn't help but feel dazed for a moment.

Immediately, he reminded the other party with a twitching corner of his mouth: "So, Gong...what's going on?"

"Gong Xiuyong!" Gong Xiuyong reminded Feng Xia happily, "Guest, what do you think of your current appearance? Can I still satisfy your..."

"Stop, stop, I mean...you forgot to change your head."

At this moment, the 21st young man of the Gong family obviously has an amazingly hot figure, but... he has a greasy, fat face.

Well, it’s no longer a matter of a sense of disobedience, but rather a matter of seeing the scene in front of you, which is almost equivalent to being struck by a Taoist psychic power...

"Oh oh oh oh!" Gong Xiuyong slapped his forehead, and then his face squirmed, and soon it turned into that of a young woman.

At the same time, his rich and rough male voice was replaced by a slender female voice.

"Guest, are you satisfied with this?"

"...Gong Xiuyong, why the hell do I still need to eat."

"Okay, I'll arrange it for you, little lady!"

Gong Xiuyong rubbed his hands happily and hurriedly started to organize things. Only Feng Xia and the sluggish little old man were left. In the eyes of countless confused passers-by, Shi Shiran walked into Dusheng Residence and sat next to an elegant seat one after another. Take a seat.

"Fellow Taoist." Feng Xia said to the little old man again.

"Huh? Me, me, me..."

The little old man looked particularly flustered and argued incoherently: "I don't have any cultivation skills, so I can't become a beautiful woman like that fat man..."

"That was not what I meant."

Feng Xia choked, and then continued: "Do you really not remember who you are?"

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Chapter 0713

Do you really not remember who you are?

Feng Xia's question not only made the little old man froze in place, but also many passers-by with good intentions also pricked their ears at this moment.

Who is this little old man...? !