Chapter 1939 Return to Taoyuan Island

“God Grade Farm ()”

It was getting late, and it was confirmed that Song Qiming would come, so Xia Ruofei simply cooked a few dishes and prepared a simple dinner.

When Song Wei's car drove to the Jiangbin villa complex, Xia Ruofei's dinner had just been prepared.

Song Qiming's trip this time was very low-key, he didn't use his own car, and sat in the back seat of Song Wei's car.

"Uncle Song! Welcome!" Xia Ruofei greeted him with a smile.

The distance between the buildings in the villa community is very large, and there are green plants covering each other between each villa. There is no doubt about the privacy, so Song Qiming doesn't need to cover up any more. He looked around after getting off the car , and then said with a smile: "Ruofei, your house is quite luxurious! Looks like you have money!"

Xia Ruofei said with a smile: "Uncle Song, don't forget that you are also a cultivator, and material enjoyment is no longer what a cultivator pursues."

"That's different. Even if it's cultivation, if you cultivate in a better environment, you'll feel happier!" Song Qiming said with a hearty smile.

"That's true, but the environment that practitioners value mainly depends on the richness of aura." Xia Ruofei said with a smile, "For example, Taoyuan Island, which we are going to later, even if it is a deserted island with only one thatched hut, practitioners can Will be happy!"

When Xia Ruofei mentioned Taoyuan Island, Song Qiming also became interested. He said: "I am looking forward to it more and more! Ruofei, when are we going to leave? I don't have much time, and I will be back the morning after tomorrow at the latest. This is already It's the limit."

Xia Ruofei laughed, and said, "Uncle Song, don't worry. It's almost time for dinner, we can't go hungry, right? I've prepared a little dinner, let's eat it after we're done!"

"Okay! Let's serve dinner then!" Song Qiming said with a big wave of his hand.

Xia Ruofei and his group walked into the villa, and Ling Qingxue had brought out all the meals Xia Ruofei had prepared and placed them on the dining table.

When she saw Song Qiming, she also greeted with a smile, "Hello, Uncle Song!"

"Hello, Qingxue!" Song Qiming looked at the fragrant food on the table, and couldn't help but ask, "You made this all? Sure enough, you come from a family of culinary arts. This skill is really good!"

Ling Qingxue couldn't help blushing, and said: "Uncle Song, you misunderstood, this is all made by Ruofei. Although my family runs a restaurant, I have hardly been in the kitchen since I was a child. My father's craftsmanship is handed down. If you don’t pass it on, you’ve already taught those senior brothers to me!”

Ling Xiaotian spoiled Ling Qingxue's daughter very much, so naturally he would not have patriarchal prejudice, let alone cherish himself and refuse to teach Ling Qingxue how to cook. And Ling Xiaotian didn't want his daughter to suffer from oily smoke, so since Ling Qingxue didn't want to learn, he simply didn't want to teach.

Anyway, those of his apprentices have basically received his true biography, and their abilities have not been lost to him.

Song Wei giggled and said, "Dad! Let me say that preconceived ideas should not be the main thing! Qingxue doesn't know how to cook at all, and her cooking skills are as good as mine!"

Song Qiming was a little embarrassed, and said with a smile: "That's because I'm too subjective..."

Xia Ruofei came out to make a rescue and said: "Come, come! Let's sit down and eat! I'm in a hurry today, and I don't have any preparations, so I just cooked a few dishes, we just fill our stomachs, and then we set off!"

"Ruofei, you are a little humble!" Song Qiming smiled and pointed to the dining table and said, "These dishes are appetizing at first glance. Your cooking skills are definitely very good! No wonder I mistook it for the Ling family just now. What's the craftsmanship!"

Everyone sat down, Xia Ruofei took the initiative to serve everyone, filled a bowl of rice for everyone, and then took out juice from the refrigerator and poured everyone a glass.

Because Xia Ruofei was about to leave, Xia Ruofei didn't prepare any wine.

Without drinking, the speed of eating is naturally much faster.

After a while, everyone was full.

Song Wei took the initiative to get up and clean up the dishes with Ling Qingxue,

And Xia Ruofei took Song Qiming around the villa.

After everything was packed, Xia Ruofei said, "Okay! Then let's go!"

After finishing speaking, Xia Ruofei took the three of them to the top floor terrace of the villa.

Song Qiming was a little excited, and at the same time was very curious about Xia Ruofei's flying magic weapon.

Although he had heard Song Wei talk about the Black Obsidian Flying Boat, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would still find it unbelievable.

With a thought, Xia Ruofei took out the Obsidian Flying Boat.

The small obsidian flying boat was in his palm, and he communicated with the control core of the obsidian flying boat with his mind, opened the concealment formation first, and then threw it out with a wave of his hand.

The black obsidian flying boat grows against the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it becomes a huge black flying boat, suspended at a height almost equal to the roof.

It was the first time Song Qiming saw Feizhou's appearance, and he couldn't help being taken aback.

This is simply black technology! It can change the size at will, and completely ignore the effect of gravity, just suspended here like this.

If the army is equipped with such a flying boat, wouldn't it be possible for magical soldiers to descend from the sky anytime and anywhere?

Xia Ruofei naturally didn't know so many thoughts in Song Qiming's mind, he smiled and said: "Okay, everyone board the boat!"

After finishing speaking, Xia Ruofei took the lead in lightly tiptoeing, jumped out lightly, and landed firmly on the deck of the flying boat.

Song Qiming, Ling Qingxue and Song Wei also followed.

Including Song Qiming, everyone is well-cultivated. The distance between the flying boat and the roof is only one or two meters, and there is almost no height difference, so everyone can jump on the flying boat easily.

"Uncle Song, let's go!" Xia Ruofei said with a smile.

"Okay!" Song Qiming looked forward to it, and was also a little excited.

"Uncle Song can stay on the deck first and enjoy the scenery of the city you manage from a high altitude!" Xia Ruofei said with a smile, "This is a 360-degree viewing position with no dead ends, which is different from what you see by flying. The view is completely different!"