Chapter 833: : As cunning (2/2)

After a little astonishment, I immediately realized what was wrong.

Only then came one after another and asked the mysterious person for the fried noodles...

”You are all about the same point, Senior Nephew Cangsong, I haven't tasted the taste yet, you still have to reserve a bowl for me...No, no, at least you have to reserve three bowls for me. what!”

Seeing this scene, the black-faced man was also a little worried.

”Friend Mu Kui, you just ate two bowls in a row, so don't be so greedy, right?” At this moment, an old man with a fairy-style dao bone beside him said with a smile on his face.

”Huh, this is something that I made. I can eat as much as I want. What's the matter, you are not convinced?” The black-faced man glared and said fiercely.

”Hahaha, I can't talk about dissatisfaction, but...Little friend Cangsong, please set aside two bowls for the old man too!” The old man with the bones of the fairy style yelled at the bottom abruptly.

Upon seeing this, the black-faced man was also anxious.

”Oh, you old fox, you actually played tricks for me? Master Cangsong, leave me five bowls!”

”Elder Mu Kui, can you eat so much?”

”Senior Mu Kui, forgive me, can you set aside some for us?”

Hearing that the black-faced man opened his mouth and asked for five bowls of fried noodles, everyone was a little anxious.

In the face of food, they can no longer care about their status and status.

At this time, if the basic etiquette and respect are maintained here, I am afraid they will not be able to eat a bowl in the end.

”Hmph, do you dare to grab what the old man wants to eat? I think you are all tired of living!” The black-faced man glared, stood up suddenly, and walked over to Master Cangsong.

Originally, there were a lot of fried noodles made by Mr. Cangsong. There were five pots of noodles and three pots of sauce.

Normally, these people present have reached the level of not eating fireworks.

For food, it's just a symbolic meal.

Therefore, these fried noodles are more than enough.

But who can think of it? In such a blink of an eye, it turned out to be like a vegetable market, and everyone gathered around to **** the fried noodles.

Especially the three pots of soy sauce, two pots have been eaten by sight.

At this moment, the black-faced man came over, grabbed one of the noodles directly, and took the last pot of sauce from a disciple.

He didn't take them all, but poured the sauce into the large bowl of noodles.

In an instant, half of the sauce was gone.

Holding a big pot of sauce and noodles, the black-faced man grinned: ”Hahaha, the rest of the old man is not needed, these can fill the old man's belly, please... ”

Hearing this, he was looking at the big pot of noodles and sauce in the arms of the black-faced man.

Everyone's eyes seemed to be dripping blood.

But no one dared to say anything, nor dared to actually go forward and grab it!

At this moment, among these people, the most speechless is probably Old Ghost Bihe.

He never dreamed that a mere bowl of noodles would allow these people to eat with relish. Even a few super elders would compete with each other?

His face was extremely gloomy, and he walked forward, and from a disciple, asked for a bowl of fried noodles.

However, the moment he took the first bite, his face immediately changed.

”This......”