The other two plates of red spirit fruits, Feng Qiyan has seen in the book, the shape of a hawthorn is the fire ginseng fruit, and the other plate is a three-inch long plate shaped like a snake egg. Both of these spirit fruits have the effect of replenishing the spiritual power of the fire system.

Feng Qianyan sneered in his heart: I'm afraid that the four plates of spirit fruit are already worth a lot of money, plus this spirit tea...... Moreover, knowing that Xiao Yuchen was a refiner, and he also specially prepared a fire-based spirit fruit, Mo Fang, the old fox, did a good job in terms of face.

After a few polite words with Mo Fang, Feng Qiyan ate unceremoniously. I don't have any hope for the taste of the food here, so I can only eat some snacks and fruit to satisfy my stomach. However, the dim sum here is very well made and tastes very good. And the spirit fruit is worth a thousand gold, with the concept of consumption with the wind and face, it can't be wasted, don't eat it in vain!

So, Feng Qianyan kept concentrating on eating the spirit fruit and snacks, while Xiao Yuchen tilted his head slightly, always looking at it gently. Not to mention the spirit fruit and dim sum, even the spirit tea has never been touched.

After tasting each spirit fruit, Feng Qianyan felt that the two spirit fruits that were still red were more delicious, and after entering the mouth, his body felt warm and comfortable, so he ate more. After a while, half a plate of fire ginseng fruit and half a plate of fire snake fruit entered the stomach of Feng Yanyan.

At first, Mo Fang didn't pay much attention to Feng Yanyan's movements. Looking at the gradually decreasing spirit fruit on the plate, Mo Fang's face gradually became difficult to see. Finally, when Feng Yanyan's little hand stretched out to the fire ginseng fruit again, Mo Fang opened his mouth: "Miss, slow down!" Feng Yanyan's little hand paused in mid-air. Mo Fang immediately looked at Xiao Yuchen: "Lord Wang, this fire ginseng fruit and fire snake fruit are fire type-"

Xiao Yuchen ignored him, looked directly at Feng Tianyan and asked, "Do you like it?"

Feng Qianyan nodded hurriedly.

"Then eat more. Xiao Yuchen said, pushing the two plates of spirit fruits to the front of Feng Qianyan.

"Lord Wang, don't do it!" Mo Fang's face changed greatly.

Xiao Yuchen's eyes flashed sharply: "What's the matter? The future princess of this king is just eating a few spirit fruits, and the city lord of Mo will not be able to stop it?"

Mo Fang hurriedly explained: "Lord Wang, you have misunderstood! This Miss Feng is just a mortal body, I'm afraid she can't stand the fire spiritual power in this spirit fruit!

Feng Qianyan picked up a fire ginseng fruit and played with it in his hand, and said faintly: "Mo City Lord, do you want to say that Miss Ben's body is weak and can't help the wind?"

"The old minister didn't dare. It's just ......" Mo Fang wanted to continue to say something, but when he saw the wind, his little hand was raised, and the ginseng fruit was put into his mouth. Mo Fang wondered in his heart: This Miss Feng didn't seem to have a trace of spiritual power fluctuations on her body, and she couldn't see any cultivation, why did she eat so many fire ginseng fruits and fire snake fruits, but she didn't react at all?

"It tastes good, Wang Ye tasted one?" Feng Qian Yan pinched a ginseng fruit and sent it to Xiao Yuchen's lips.

Xiao Yuchen lowered his starry eyes, his thin lips opened lightly, and he ingested the spirit fruit between his fingers.

Feng Qianyan withdrew his little hand, did not wipe his fingers, but pinched a piece of dim sum and continued to eat. Xiao Yuchen, who had been staring at Feng Tianyan's fingers, saw this, and his eyes flashed.

A quarter of an hour later, when Feng Qianyan had almost finished eating, and was taking out a brocade to wipe his lips, the sound of drums suddenly sounded in the direction of the stage outside. Seeing this, the two maids stepped forward and withdrew the spirit fruit and dim sum.