God of Cooking, grilling skewers attracted the fairy beasts

In the entire restaurant, Song Qingfeng was the happiest person.

Without his suggestion, there might not have been this banquet.

When others are still eating and sighing about how delicious it is.

Song Qingfeng, a senior banquet lover who has had several banquet experience, never actively participates in any topic.

When others asked him to talk to him, they would just respond with a perfunctory "Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh."

However, his mouth and hands were not idle, and he was busy working silently all the time.

And those outside the clan who came to Xiaochu Peak for the first time were all impressed by Li Heng's cooking skills.

During this dinner alone, everyone's mentality changed several times.

When they first met, he questioned why his sect master would stay in other people's homes.

After taking the first bite of the dish, I gradually began to understand my sect master.

After finally finishing the meal, they were even thinking about whether they could replace their sect leader and become the one who stayed at Xiaochu Peak.

A sect cannot live without a sect leader, but it can still be justified without a few elders and disciples.

So the only people at the banquet who were in pain and happy were the big guys.

Today's reception banquet can also be regarded as a farewell banquet for them.

They all know that the happy days on Xiaochu Peak will eventually end.

After wandering outside for so long, it’s time for everyone to go back to their respective homes.

After some painful decisions, the big guys decided to set the date for returning to the clan in three days.

In these few remaining days, the elders and disciples who came to search for people experienced all the entertainment projects on Xiaochu Peak.

Good guy! It turns out that not only the dishes at Xiaochufeng are delicious, but also their spiritual life in their spare time is several steps ahead of other sects.

The most irritating thing is that people go back to playing and making trouble, but their cultivation level has not dropped at all.

Song Qingfeng has been spending time in the chess and card room every day these days. The smile on his face is in sharp contrast to the sad faces of the other big guys.

"Tsk tsk! The beef burrito is really convenient and delicious. It saves you time going to the restaurant."

"What a pity. I'm afraid my brothers won't be able to enjoy such a free life in the future!"

Song Qingfeng was eating the cake, touching the cards, and was talking like a barrage of firecrackers, causing the other three bosses to look at him angrily.

"Hey, why are you guys looking at me like that? Is there something stuck on my face?"

"Old Bai, you are playing your cards right!"

Song Qingfeng didn't take it seriously and glared at him. He wouldn't be missing a piece of meat.

"Old Song, don't be so proud. When my son Dabao returns from his studies, we will also build a small chef peak in our sect. Sooner or later, I will have what you have."

Bai Ze threw out an eighty thousand card and said disdainfully.

"Looking at his arrogance, I can't wait to impress him with this artistic conception of fire."

Taoist Huo Xuan was so angry that he rubbed the fire ball in his hand again and again, almost hitting Song Qingfeng's face.

Only Zhou Mubai remained silent, but the sword Qingshuang following him was trembling non-stop.

It seemed that as long as his master Sword Master gave an order, it would immediately unsheath and poke several holes in Song Qingfeng's body.

"Tch, I'm afraid you don't know that brother Li Heng has made an appointment with me to be a guest of Lingzhi Sect with me this time, right?"

Jiang Mei, who was watching the cards on the sidelines, couldn't stand Song Qingfeng's exaggerated performance. When he was most proud, he poured cold water on him at the right time.

"Bah!"

Song Qingfeng opened his mouth in shock, and the half-eaten cake fell to the ground.

He hurriedly bent down to pick it up and blew away the dust on it. No matter what, the food was innocent and could not be wasted.

Song Qingfeng turned to look at Li Heng, who was playing chess with two little ones at the next table, hoping that Li Heng could give him a definite answer.

"Yes, if Sister Jiang hadn't reminded me, I would have almost forgotten."

Li Heng recalled that when he was clearing land a few days ago, he had indeed promised to go to Lingzhi Sect.

"Oh no!!!"

Song Qingfeng let out a heart-rending scream. Just now he was so proud of himself, but the clown he had been doing for a long time turned out to be himself.

What does it mean: The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. Sect Master Song now understands this deeply.

"Hahaha~"

"Xiao Song, why don't you laugh? Is it because you don't like to laugh?"

Contrary to Song Qingfeng, several big bosses actually changed their previous sad expressions and started laughing, and the sadness of parting was instantly diluted.

Even the corners of Zhou Mubai's mouth twitched several times unnoticeably.

There is a saying that goes, "Happiness never disappears, it only moves from one person's face to another."

"No fight, no fight."

The huge gap made Song Qingfeng no longer in the mood to continue playing. He reached out and messed up the mahjong on the table, even the already formed mahjong.

"Don't worry, Sect Master, I will stay out for a month at most and then come back."

Li Heng came to the somewhat decadent Song Qingfeng and comforted him.

"What the hell? Why does it take so long this time?"

Song Qingfeng thought that Li Heng would be back after five or six days. This was not a comfort at all, it was clearly adding salt to his wounds.

"Well, I'm here for a technical exchange. It's normal for it to take a long time."

Li Heng shrugged and said truthfully.

"Oh~ Okay then, you can continue playing, I want to be alone for a while."

Song Qingfeng left the chess and card room in despair. Since Li Heng had agreed to this matter long ago, he couldn't stop Li Heng from leaving.

Although Li Heng officially joined the Tiandao Sect, Song Qingfeng did not dare to really treat him as his subordinate.

The strongest backer is God. He can't be offended. He can't be offended at all.

Another reason is the relationship between him and Jiang Mei. Although the two are not married due to some external reasons, they have always pretended to be each other in their hearts.

Naturally, Song Qingfeng would not break up with his sweetheart because of such selfish motives.

"I can't keep it, but how will I get through the next month?"

After returning to the sect leader's mansion, Song Qingfeng lay on a chair, feeling sad alone.

"Yes, I can ask little friend Li Heng to prepare a month's worth of food for me!"

Song Qingfeng suddenly had an idea. If he couldn't keep Li Heng, then it would be the same to keep what he made.

After figuring this out, Song Qingfeng came to life again, fled out of the sect master's mansion like flying, and returned to Xiaochu Peak.

"Old Song, have you recovered so quickly?"

Seeing Song Qingfeng come back again and again with a smile on his face, everyone was impressed by his self-healing ability.

Song Qingfeng didn't bother to pay attention to them and waved directly to Li Heng.

"My little friend, you see how long it takes you to leave. What if I miss you?"

After the two came to a secluded place, Song Qingfeng suddenly took Li Heng's hand and spoke lovingly.

"Master, hurry up..., pull it off, don't say it so disgustingly, just say it if you are greedy for my food, don't say it as if you are gay."

Li Heng hurriedly took out his hand, took a step back, stared at Song Qingfeng warily, and almost cursed in his panic.

He wasn't sure yet whether Sect Master Song had any ideas about him that went beyond friendship.