Chapter 93 is too delicious

At this time, the golden city in Zhao Qianyang's eyes became another scene. The streets and alleys are criscrossed, and the pavement made of bluestone is smooth and neat. The construction of small buildings beside the road is very unique, and a faint luster flashes under the light of the sun pass, which is the result of the enchantment of soul practitioners, which can make the whole building more It is stronger, but it is still much worse than the Qinglan Stone in Jinfu.

Pedestrians keep coming and going, and soul practitioners are ordinary in the Golden City. They come from all directions, or three or five pairs, or alone, with different shapes. Zhao Qianyang also saw two fierce monsters opening the way in front of a soul cultivation man, with an arrogant face and his nose almost lifted to the sky.

Zhao Qianyang has nothing to do, just like wandering in Jincheng. Although he has cultivated to the mixed realm, he can no longer eat or drink. He can survive by absorbing the aura between heaven and earth and practicing the soul formula, but he still likes to make something to eat by himself. No matter at any time, eating has become a kind of enjoyment and good. Animal meat also contains a certain amount of energy. Since being with Zhao Qianyang, the Phantom has been infected by him, and his whole body has become delicious. Even the skilled black burnt meat has not been made for a long time.

Today, Zhao Qianyang wanted to collect some special food and ingredients in Jincheng in the business, so he wandered around the street, but an hour later, Zhao Qianyang still didn't find the location of the shop. Jincheng is like a huge maze. Zhao Qianyang is not irritable and wanders leisurely. The buildings here can be his home. The township is very different, and it is several times more prosperous than Lingxiang City. Zhao Qianyang did not feel tired in an hour, but was still full of interest. Moreover, the road he took has never been repeated. After cultivating his soul, his memory is extremely strong, which can almost reach the realm of unforgettable. The places he has walked are clearly engraved in his mind. In this way, Zhao Qianyang doesn't know when he will find the business. He is still interested in shopping, but he sees the time. At noon, Zhao Qianyang stopped the old man passing in front of him and asked, "Brother, excuse me, where is the business?"

The middle-aged man was dressed in a shabby cloth robe with several patches, but his eyes were still bright. He was blocked by Zhao Qianyang and frowned. He didn't look very happy. Ask the way, right? Get the money. With that, he stretched out his hand in front of Zhao Qianyang.

A rune money appeared in Zhao Qianyang's hand and handed it over. He saw that the middle-aged man was just a soul-released soul, and naturally he didn't bother to care about him.

This man took the Fu Qian and put it in his arms, so that he was afraid that Zhao Qianyang would repent. After receiving the money, he immediately changed to a smiling face, "Hey, I didn't expect that the two are the eldest brothers of the soul practitioners, and my younger brother is clumsy. I don't know where you are going?" In turn, she carefully observed Zhao Qianyang and the Phantom. The handsome and resolute face had a trace of peace, which made people feel close at a glance. When she saw the Phantom, she was shocked by her beauty and stunned for a moment.

The Phantom frowned and his eyes became sharp.

The man shivered, as if he were in an ice cellar and no longer dared to think about anything. He already knew that the beautiful woman in front of him was a master of soul cultivation. It's as easy as killing yourself. He hurried down and said respectfully, "I don't know where you two are going?"

Zhao Qianyang asked, "What are the characteristics of food in Jincheng?"

As soon as he heard that it was food, the man became energetic. His eyes were bright in an in an eye, and he talked about it endlessly: "There are many delicious things in Jincheng, such as cloud tofu, smoked earth, and stewed deer tendons. Steamed blood beef legs, cold green worms..."

The young man said a lot in one breath. After saying that, his eyebrows flew and he was proud. In terms of cultivation, he can't rank in Jincheng at all, but in terms of food, he is a famous food king in Jincheng. If other scattered cultivation earn some money, the first thing that comes to mind is to buy some materials to continue his practice. And the first thing he thought of was to eat. He went to all the restaurants and inns in the city.

When Zhao Qianyang heard what he said, he actually felt hungry, "Well, you don't have to go there this afternoon. How about eating these things with us?"

The man looked surprised, "Really? Well, there is a Yuxiang Building in front of you, where the fried green shrimp and bee cake are the best. With that, he rushed out first and heard, "Your Excellency, this is the money for the meal."

"I'll pay." Zhao Qianyang said.

"Okay, okay." The man grinned. Today, he made a big profit. He thought that he would have a good meal and eat the most expensive, best and fragrant food there.

While walking, Zhao Qianyang learned through conversation that this man's name is Tai Haoji, who is a scattered cultivation in Jincheng. In terms of status, he is worse than those soul practitioners under Jin Shengtian. However, the purpose of life is not to make a breakthrough in cultivation, but to eat all the delicious food in the world.

Zhao Qianyang couldn't help laughing when he heard his name, "This name is too appropriate."

"What?" The Phantom asked doubtfully.

"It's so delicious. The name is a perfect match with people."

After listening to it, the Phantom couldn't help smiling. The charming beauty made pedestrians stop for it. The Phantom's smile was really too lethal to men.

In front of it, there is a four-storey high-rise building, and the plaque is scraped high, with three large gold characters in the book - Yuxiang Tower, with a dragon and snake, which is extremely strong. Although Zhao Qianyang has never come out in Luofan Town, he still knows the most basic words.

Yuxianglou is very famous in Jincheng. Most of the soul practitioners who pass by come here to taste the dishes here. Of course, the price of eating here is also frighteningly high. The last meal in it can eat the living expenses of ordinary families for several months, but the more it is, the more people come here inexplicably. Yuxianglou has become a gathering place for eaters. Those who can come here to eat are either rich businessmen with rich family fortunes or powerful soul practitioners. So the staff in the building are also absolutely respectful when receiving guests. If generous guests are served happily, a little reward can make them happy for several days.

At this time, the people in the building are noisy and lively. When Caixiang came, Tai Haichi couldn't help spitting and wiped his mouth with his hand, looking anxious. If he was allowed to stand outside the building for half an hour, it is estimated that he can't help swallowing his hand and is more likely to rush in directly to eat the overlord meal.

Tai Haochi stopped and said, "Two lords, please go first." When he spoke, he swallowed a spit. Zhao Qianyang observed that his face was a little bruised and looked a little strange. Is it possible that he had eaten a bully meal in it?