"You are always delicious candied haws. If you eat one, you will think about two. The price is fair and you will be a good person and then do business. Based on the quality and low-priced candied haws, you have opened hundreds of branches across the country.

Old delicious candied haws, with a wide variety of varieties, you can choose from, and all immortals like it. If you don’t give gifts during the New Year, you candied haws.

The delicious candied haws…”

The shouting sound fell into Song Ning's ears. When he looked at the woman standing in front of the candied haws stall, he was touched by his heart.

Song Ning pretended not to see or hear, and walked forward with Luo's father and son. However, when he passed by the woman in red, he heard the woman in red muttering to himself. His heart trembled and tears almost poured into his eyes.

"Fairy, are you buying it or not? After so many years, you have just come here to see it, and I am jealous of you." The stall guy has become a middle-aged man.

The "fairy" wearing red clothes is Tang Yue.

Tang Yue's eyes were red. Looking at the candied haws, his thoughts were flying away: "When my junior brother comes back, I will buy all the candied haws from you and let him eat enough."

The candied haws guy was a little impatient, but he couldn't drive him away after all. He just sighed and continued to shout.

Song Ning walked quickly behind Tang Yue. The Luo family and his son did not notice Song Ning's pause, nor did they notice Song Ning's emotional fluctuations just now.

Tang Yue turned around and left sadly. Her eyes swept across the crowd. Suddenly, she saw a familiar back in the crowd. Her pupils suddenly shrank: "Little junior brother!"

However, when she was about to go forward to stop the figure, the figure had disappeared from the crowd.

"Have you read it wrong again?" Tang Yue smiled self-deprecatingly.

Eleven years ago, she got the news about Song Ning from Leng Yuexiao. Since then, even Leng Yuexiao doesn't know where Song Ning is. Judging from what she said, Song Ning may even be dead.

After learning the news, Tang Yue had been overly sad and almost committed suicide, but under Leng Yuexiao's comfort, she worked hard to practice in order to see Song Ning appear again one day.

But, it's been eleven years...

She comes here to check it out at this time of year, but she can’t see Song Ning every year. Since Song Ning disappeared, she hasn’t eaten candied haws for eleven years.

After getting rid of Tang Yue's figure, Song Ning felt complicated.

In eleven years, Tang Yue did not forget him, but remembered him more deeply, so it was even more impossible for Leng Yuexiao to forget him.

He and Tang Yue are just the relationship between his classmates. If you say more, maybe they have some love, but they are different from Leng Yuexiao.

In the immortal ruins, he and Leng Yuexiao share life and death. That relationship cannot be explained clearly in just a few words. If even Tang Yue had never forgotten him, then how could Leng Yuexiao be possible?

"Maybe it was just as Liu Ruyan said that Xiaoxiao had no choice." Song Ning was still a little suspicious of Liu Ruyan's words before, but now he has no doubts.

It turns out that even if you care about someone, you still cannot forget it no matter how long you take.

Tang Yue did not forget him, and naturally he did not forget Tang Yue. When he saw the candied haws, what happened eleven years ago was vivid in his mind, as if it happened yesterday.

When Luo's father and son heard Song Ning muttering to themselves, they couldn't help but ask: "Brother, what did you say just now?"

Song Ning shook her head: "It's nothing, I said, let's eat something first."

Luo Yi rubbed his stomach and laughed: "I'm so hungry. I didn't dare to say it in front of the two fairies just now. After getting off the spiritual boat, I was surrounded by the immortals. I was scared at that time and even forgot to scream in my stomach."

Luo Zhengfeng laughed and patted Luo Yi on the head: "Don't embarrass your brother, your brother is now all immortals except us."

Luo Yi didn't care: "Anyway, he is my brother. Besides, if I can stand out and get the top ten in the martial arts competition, then I will be qualified to be a Leng family and will be an immortal at that time."

"Don't be foolish. Your strength still wants the top ten?" Luo Zhengfeng said this, but after seeing the immortal, he still had some expectations for his son.

Song Ning smiled and said, "Master, don't worry, Xiao Yi can do it."

If others say this, Luo Zhengfeng will definitely not believe it, but now that Song Ning says this, his heart will settle down.

After hearing this, Luo Yi felt happy and couldn't stop smiling.

While talking, they had already arrived at the restaurant, and the three of them walked in.

"A few guests, are you good at being a top student or staying in a hotel?" The waiter greeted him with a smile.

"Come five kilograms of beef, a jar of good wine, and a few more side dishes. Make it quickly, we are all hungry." Luo Zhengfeng said.

The waiter was stunned, and then the martial artists around him laughed.

This is a restaurant in Liuhe City. Liuhe City is very close to the cultivation sects such as Bingling Sect and Tianyuan Sect. There are also many monks in this Liuhe City, so the restaurants here sell more than just ordinary food.

Since we have come to such a place where we can eat spiritual food, who will still eat the things of ordinary people?

Luo Zhengfeng was so old that he was laughed at by people around him, and his old face turned red: "This..."

The waiter said awkwardly: "Several people, if you want to eat those things, go to the store in Chengjiao, now it is probably the only one selling ordinary beef."

As soon as these words were said, the guests around him burst into laughter.

After the waiter finished speaking, he turned around and smiled and said, "I really don't know where the local buns came from."

As soon as the waiter finished speaking, Song Ning spoke up one by one: "A pot of Qingling wine, steamed Ling bamboo shoots, braised three-legged rabbit, and three bowls of Linggu."

The waiter paused and looked at Song Ning in surprise: "Oh, it's not a local bun. There are some of the things you ordered, but do you know how much it costs?"

The waiter said, stretching out two fingers: "Two hundred taels of gold! Do you have money?"

Song Ning shook his hand and put it on the table: "Ti Ling Pill, I won't say how many spirit stones this Ti Ling Pill can sell. If it is exchanged for gold, I can buy one of your shops."

As soon as these words came out, the laughter of the surroundings came to an abrupt end. Everyone looked at the elixir on the table. Not all the people in this restaurant were warriors, and some monks.

The waiter was stunned at first, and then said, "Customer, you said this is something, I don't know. I don't want this pill, I just want gold."

As he was speaking, a monk came to the side. The monk took out some gold and put it in front of Song Ning: "Fellow Daoist Tian, ​​if it is gold, I have some on my body. How about you selling this spiritual elixir to me?"

Song Ning smiled: "If you like it, you can."

The man reached out and wanted to pick up the spirit-tight pill: "I have lived for more than 70 years. This is the first time I have seen the four-patterned spirit-tight pill. Fellow Daoist Tian is really a disciple who even the real person of the ancient elixir wants to be included in the school."
Chapter completed!