Nighttime snacks!
A group of people gathered around this huge pile of delicacies, eating very happily.
Because there was simply too much food, Ye Feng decided to first save two-thirds of it.
As for the method of preservation, naturally, it was to throw it into the System Space.
Now, the table was laden with over a thousand pounds of food, not only being consumed by Ye Feng and his disciples, but also by the Mountain Guardian Spirit Beasts, such as the Iron Claw Dragon Eagle and Brother Flathead.
Even the hundreds of underlings of the Golden-Haired Little Squirrel were at this moment sharing a super-sized grilled fish weighing twenty-five pounds, crispy and delicious, making them savor its taste endlessly and no longer wishing for the sour pinecones.
"Sect Master Uncle, did you go to find Long Jiu these past few days?" Shi Lei, sitting next to Ye Feng, halfway through eating, suddenly remembered to ask this question.
"That's a long story," Ye Feng put down his chopsticks.
