extreme starvation

In the valley of the wind, the wind is not startled is the master, so even in the middle of the night, it should be the time to enter the dream and fall asleep soundly.See, as long as their master needs something, they all have to stand up and divide the work, without exception.

Even if it is sweeping the floor, the servants who trim the flower branches have to get up from the bed, stand at attention, and wait for orders.

Who told everyone in the Valley of the Wind to be so united, friendly, and work together, to deal with difficulties together, to eat hardships together, and to taste sweets separately.What a harmonious scene.

It's just that Mo Qingyi, who was dragged to the dining room by Feng Bujing, couldn't comprehend such a scene with his heart.

Because he was really shocked by the picture in front of him.

Is there a banquet, or a party!A long and generous table, fully ten meters long.

It's not the right time even for a dinner party, subconsciously looking at the sky outside, it's already very late.And that's not the point, the point is that there seems to be no other guests in the elegant and quiet dining room except for the servants standing in rows.What is this for?

In particular, he could still clearly see the hundreds of delicacies on the generous table, because he had already smelled the aroma, and so many delicacies were still steaming.

In other words, these foods are freshly baked, who wants to eat them!Zhu Bajie doesn't have that much appetite either.

correct……

It seems that someone said hungry.

What a waste, what a waste.

Shameful waste.

"I'm hungry." Like a curse, these three words faintly floated into Mo Qingyi's ears again.

"Eat when you're hungry! It's because you have a problem with your eyes. You didn't see the food on the table." Mo Qingyi yelled. Since he already knew that Feng Bujing was a man, Mo Qingyi didn't know what to feel sorry for and cherish. Gentle and gentle, he is very irritable now, don't mess with him.

Get anxious, even rabbits can bite people.

And Mo Qingyi has eyes, he can tell that this man with a dusty temperament and appearance is not the one who is bullied and abused, he is simply a psychopath, a freak.

"Can't eat." He didn't take Mo Qingyi's violent roar seriously at all, and said with aggrieved energy while pulling Mo Qingyi to the generous table.

Can't eat.

What theory is this?

"Master, don't all of these meet your requirements, then I'll order the kitchen to do it again." When Mo Qingyi was still surprised, the butler, Uncle Qi, who was waiting by the side, had already stepped forward and said tremblingly.

"Well, change." At this time, Feng Bujing is simply the Holy Master giving orders, as long as it does not meet his requirements, he has to be replaced.

"Wait..." Mo Qingyi raised his voice again.Then face the frowning Feng Bujing

"You said you couldn't eat it, you didn't even taste it, you have to replace all of these, the wind is not surprising, you think you are an emperor, or a tyrant! So much food is rejected by you like this, madman, you madman It's delicious, it's really delicious... Mmmm... It's delicious. Waste, you are a big sinner who exploits the achievements of the working people." Mo Qingyi is a man who knows how to save his life. This kind of hands-on person.Mo Qingyi, who was already a little stimulated, directly picked up the food closest to him with his hands, stuffed it into his mouth, and sighed while eating.

In fact, Mo Qingyi was also a little hungry, so he couldn't control it after eating, how could he have such delicious food, he felt so happy.

Anyone who dares to replace all the food on this table today will fight desperately.

Just when Mo Qingyi had abandoned Feng Bujing and started eating a table full of food, the entire dining room except Feng Bujing, and all the other living things turned into statues, not to mention the extremely abstract expressions, and looking at the petrified appearance, it took a short time. The inside cannot be recovered.

Only the wind was not startled, standing by the table like a fairy, quietly watching Mo Qingyi's eager but not ugly eating.

Is it really that delicious?

Why he still can't feel it.