Fantasy: God-level Store Manager

Amid the noise, the dinner party ushered in an end.

It's certainly not as good as the food made by Yao Ziyan, but it can also be called delicious.

Everyone ate happily.

"I like the fruit the most. It contains the cold water element. The taste is really good." Elena was full of excitement in her words.

"Fruit tastes really good." Yao Ziyue smiled and nodded. In fact, she didn't understand what "cold water element" meant.

As a special water elemental creature, the way the sea monster views the world is different from that of them, and the monster Ziyue fully understands this matter.

"And this city is a bit special." Elena grabbed it in the air, and there was a faint condensation of water mist in the palm of her hand, "The element of water is particularly rich."

"The water element is rich? It should be because of the many hot springs." Bu Shiyi heard Elena's words and said thoughtfully.

"Hot spring? It should be the reason." Elena nodded. "The water element underground is usually much richer than that on the ground."

"There seems to be a hot spring in Xuefeng Pavilion. Would you like to experience it tonight?" Gu Yunxi suddenly came over, she was very interested in it.

She saw the introduction of Qichuan Hot Spring in Jiang Wanshang's travel brochure before, which is something you must not miss when you come to this city.

"Does Xuefeng Pavilion have it? I didn't notice." Yao Ziyue was a little surprised.

"Okay, okay." Elena nodded repeatedly, the rich water element was very attractive to the siren.

The food on the table has been eaten cleanly. Eliminating waste has always been a hidden rule of Origin Mall. Customers are following this rule.

Of course, the main reason is that many of the customers present are not humans. Anviae ate the most because of her identity.

Luo Chuan drank all the liquor in the glass, and then heaved a sigh of satisfaction.

Well, I'm full.

Luochuan is not very picky, as long as the taste is not particularly ridiculous, he can accept it.

"Boss, I and Bu Lige will leave first after a while." Bu poetically walked over.

"What happened?" Yao Ziyan sitting next to Luochuan heard her words.

Luo Chuan didn't speak, guessing in his heart the reason for Bu's poetry and Bu Lige's departure.

"No." Bu Shiyi smiled and shook his head, "I'm just going to visit his mother."

Luo Chuan just remembered now, as if he had never heard the two mention their mother.

"Got it." Luo Chuan nodded.

Everyone has their own past, and others don't need to deliberately explore it.

To be honest, Luo Chuan also feels a little bit emotional now. When he was on the earth before, as an orphan, he naturally did not experience the feeling of his parents.

But this has all come to another world, and it doesn't make much sense to entangle the past.

And the most important thing is that he has gotten used to life now.

"Boss, it's too early, we'll leave first." Bu Lige also said goodbye.

Although the dinner was over, the customers in the room did not intend to leave for the time being, they were still talking eagerly.

The topics to be discussed are also various, from the movie to be shot to the affairs of the various regions of Tianlan Continent, everything.

"Why did the two of them leave?" Yao Ziyue noticed the poetry and song of Bu Li leaving quietly.

"I went to visit my mother." Yao Ziyan replied.

Yao Ziyue said "Oh", not interested in it, and joined the conversation among the customers excitedly.

"It seems to be snowing again." Bu Lige noticed the snow floating outside the store.

"It was falling when I came, but the snow has become bigger again." Bu Shiyi stopped, "Wait, I'll let the chef in the store cook something."

Step Lige nodded, sat in the rest area, took out the magic phone and looked at it.

The waiting time is not long. After about a few minutes, he walked back and forth poetically and shook the bag in his hand: "Xuefengbing, mother's favorite thing to eat."

"Xuefeng cake, when I was young, my mother would often make it for us." Bu Lige put away the magic phone and said with a smile.

The two of them talked one after another, and the figure quickly disappeared in the wind and snow outside the store.

"Hey, it's cold, should we go back first?"

"Go back? This is Brother Han Mo's order, you dare to violate it?"

"Hey, I would have worn it thicker if I knew it. The snow is still so heavy."

"It's alright, don't complain, I want to go back after hearing that."

"Yeah, let's go back first, just say that we don't see anyone. They don't know anyway."

"It seems so, we... wait, someone came out..."

In a hidden corner, two teenagers stood trembling in the wind and snow, and a lot of white snowflakes had already accumulated on their bodies.

At this time, both of them looked ahead excitedly, as if they had discovered something extremely rare.

"I remember them, they were among the customers of Origin Mall."

"Quickly, send a message to Han Mo!"

One of them hurriedly took out the spar used for communication from his pocket, input spiritual power to activate...

Bu Lige seemed to perceive something and looked towards the rear.

The snow curtain is dense, blocking the line of sight. There are no pedestrians on the street except two people. The snow maple trees on both sides are in full bloom with white flowers.

"What's the matter?" Bu Shiyi noticed Bu Lige's movements.

"It seems that someone is looking at us." Bu Lige retracted his gaze and scratched his hair, "Maybe it's my illusion."

Following the memory and crossing several streets, the two arrived at the destination of this trip, which was a cemetery with snow maple planted around it.

"It's been a long time..." Bu Lige whispered.

"Let's go." Bu Shiyi walked forward.

When the gloomy sky became darker, the two walked out of the cemetery.

Compared with the roaring wind when it came, it was much quieter now, but the snow fell even more.

Bu Lige stretched his waist, then looked back, "Time flies so fast."

Leaving the cemetery, embarked on the road back to Xuefeng Pavilion, but encountered a little situation on the road.

"Something's wrong?" Bu Lige looked at the black-clothed youth in front, and asked helplessly.

He now understands what the gaze he felt when he left before, Han Mo, this guy has liked to play with these things since he was a child.

"Of course something is going on." With a faint smile on Han Mo's face, "Why don't you have a cup of tea in the first room?"

In fact, Bu Lige wanted to say "I'm full", and finally nodded: "All right."

He had guessed Han Mo's thoughts. It was nothing more than Origins Mall. It should have been guessed from previous events.

"You talk first, I'll go first." Bu Shiyi didn't have much interest in this, and left after leaving this sentence.

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