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With the changes in Yang Lao's body, the temperature of the surrounding air was rising sharply, and the rolling heat wave made Ji's eyes feel weak.

Mr. Yang was very satisfied with Ji Dong's surprised expression, smiled slightly, and said, "How is it? Are I qualified to taste the fine wine you cook now? Don't worry, I am not threatening you, I just want to tell you that I have the ability to change your life. My name is Yang Bingtian, and I am the dean of Lihuo Academy in Lihuo City. The fifth crown, Yang Crown, Binghuo Department, level 7 grandmaster."

As he spoke, he raised his right hand and the white crown on his head slowly floated out and fell above his palm, but it did not implement it, but slowly rotated on his palm. Ji Dong then saw clearly that the five fronts on the nine triangles of the crown were marked with flame patterns. The four behind were not. Could these five flame patterns be what he mentioned?

Ji Dong pointed to the crown on Old Yang's hand and said dazedly: "Can you tell me first what this is? Also, what does the fifth crown Yang crown Bing fire system mean? Why can't I understand?"

This time it was Yang Bingtian's turn to be surprised. He stared at Ji Dong with wide eyes, as if he was looking at some monster, "You, you don't even know the magician Yin and Yang Crown."

It was so hot, so hot, Ji Dong felt that the scenery in front of him was getting blurry, and the feeling of heavy head and light feet made him shake slightly, but he shook his head and murmured: "I don't know."

A trace of surprise appeared in Yang Bingtian's eyes, "No wonder you don't know. You may not have been exposed to this level when begging for a living every day. Hey, what's wrong with you, little brother..."

Ji Dong's body no longer allowed him to hold on. He hadn't had a good meal in the past month. In addition, his body was weak, and his previous concentration during the bartender had almost exhausted his physical strength. At this time, he was baked by the scorching heat in front of him. When his eyes were dark, he fell down. The last feeling was that his body seemed to have been caught and did not hit the hard ground.

When Yang Bingtian caught Ji Dong's body, the vision on his body had disappeared. Feeling the weak blood in Ji Dong's body, he sighed, "This child seems to be a pitiful person, but I don't know why he can make such a strange cocktail at such a young age. Could it be a down-and-out noble child? Let's take him back first." At that moment, he picked up Ji Dong's body, moved his feet slightly, and disappeared at the end of the street in a few blinks.

I was so drowsy that I didn’t know how long I had been sleeping, but Ji Dong gradually regained his consciousness. The rich fragrance accompanied by breathing stimulated his keen sense of smell. Is this the smell of chicken soup?

He slowly opened his eyes, and the feeling of weakness did not disappear completely due to sleep. When he looked closely, Ji Dong found that he was lying in a strange place.

The windows are bright and clean, and the room is not very big, about twenty square meters, not luxurious, with only simple decorations. What attracted Ji Dong's attention the most was the mural on the roof, which was a lifelike fire phoenix, full of fire red, looking around, and its wings vibrating, as if it was about to break through the sky. The edge of the fiery red pattern was golden, which was somewhat similar to when Yang Bingtian released the red light before he was unconscious. At this time, Ji Dong also woke up. It turned out that the light and shadow that appeared behind Yang Bingtian before was the fire phoenix!

"You're awake." Yang Bingtian's gentle voice sounded, and Ji Dong sat up with support. He saw Yang Bingtian sitting on the other side of the table beside the bed. There was a casserole, a plate of sauce meat and two steamed buns on it. He looked down at himself. At some point, the dirt on his body had been washed and he changed into a clean dress. The long-lost refreshing feeling made Ji Dong feel excited.

Looking at the food on the table, Ji Dong said, "Is this for me?"

Yang Bingtian smiled and nodded, "Eat something first, your body is very weak."

Ji Dong was not polite, so he picked up the empty bowl on the table and opened the casserole. He knew that it was a pot of chicken soup without looking at it. His nose had already told him the answer.

What surprised Yang Bingtian was that although Ji Dong was obviously very hungry, he was not in a hurry when eating. He tore the steamed buns into his mouth little by little, and stopped after eating half of it. He only ate three or four slices of sauce meat. However, he drank two bowls of chicken soup. Although his eating movements were not as noble as the nobles, his natural movements gave people a very harmonious feeling.

"Why don't you eat more?" Yang Bingtian asked.

Ji shook his head, "I haven't had a serious meal for a long time. I have too little oil in my stomach. Eating too much will make me feel bad for my health."

After stopping Ji Dong's words, Yang Bingtian couldn't help but feel a little more surprised. This child's mentality is really mature! "Would you like to tell me about you?"

Ji Dong looked at Yang Bingtian. Two bowls of hot chicken soup were in their stomachs. The warm feeling drove away the feeling of weakness. He seemed to have some strength. "There is nothing to say. I came from a family that was devoted to wine. After the family was destroyed, they were wandering here. You want to know why I was mixing a bar. It's very simple, family tradition."

Long before yesterday's action, Ji Dong had thought about the words. The more he said, the easier it was to reveal flaws. It would be better to say less. He never thought that his words would not make Yang Bingtian suspicious, but so what about suspicion? His purpose was not his own identity.

Sure enough, after hearing Ji Dong's words, Yang Bingtian frowned slightly and looked at Ji Dong carefully for a while, but he couldn't tell anything from the ordinary look of excitement, which still had a bit of pride and sadness.

"It seems that you are a miserable child."

Ji Dong held his hands on the table and said in a deep voice: "I don't need mercy. You brought me back just to let me mix a cocktail for you."

Yang Bingtian looked at him with a smile, "Would you like it?"
Chapter completed!