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Xiao Ling'er carried a plate of exquisite and tempting Xianyun cake and walked step by step towards the private room at the end of the corridor on the third floor.

She raised her hand gently and prepared to knock on the door in front of her.

"Senior, your pastries are here." Xiao Ling'er said softly, with a hint of respect in her tone.

Speaking of which, this Taoist senior who had been sitting quietly in the box for an entire afternoon was a little strange. Not only did he order several large portions of food, he also never left his seat.

This Xianyun Cake is one of the signature cakes of Wankelai Restaurant. It is made with a special ingredient, Lingyun beans. It has a delicate taste, is sweet and delicious, and is a favorite among female cultivators.

As long as you spend more than one thousand spirit stones at Wankelai Restaurant, the restaurant will give you two plates of Xianyun cakes.

Xiao Ling'er waited patiently for a long time, but the box was silent and no sound came from it.

"Senior?" Xiao Ling'er knocked on the door again, but still no response.

After waiting quietly for a while, Xiao Ling'er pushed the door open decisively and found that the box was already empty.

Lin Qinghe had already left. Xiao Linger took out a rag with an I-knew-it expression and slowly cleaned the unusually clean table.

After working in a place like Wankelai for a long time, Xiao Linger has become accustomed to these things. There are many cultivators coming and going here, including some high-level cultivators. They are always erratic, leaving at any time, and never say hello to others. For Xiao Linger, this is not a rare thing.

After waiting for Xiao Linger to knock on the door of the next room, the room was surprisingly quiet and no sound came from it.

Xiao Ling'er felt a little strange, but she gently pushed the door open again and walked into the room.

After entering the room, what caught my eye was the mess on the floor, with wine glasses, wine bottles, food scraps, etc. scattered everywhere.

Xiao Linger frowned. Every time the young master of the Hehuan Sect brought people here, it would turn out like this. He was not as worry-free as the Taoist senior just now.

As she thought about it, she started to clean up the mess and sighed helplessly.

Rong Yin and Shen Qing have always been regular customers of Wankelai Restaurant, and they often make appointments to come here together.

Not only do we make an appointment to come here, but it always causes a mess.

Now, not only Lin Qinghe in the next box disappeared, but also the young master of the Hehuan Sect and his lover were missing.

Xiao Ling'er shook her head and continued to clean up the debris on the ground and do her job well.

Lin Qinghe and Shen Qing, whom Xiao Ling'er was talking about, had already entered the Netherworld Ghost Valley with the help of a formation.

Shen Qing's steps were still a little unsteady. She leaned lightly on Rong Yin's body, her face filled with a brilliant blush.

"Brother Rongyin, you said there is a treasure here?" she asked softly.

Rong Yin had been completely controlled by the love Gu, and he said without thinking, "Yes, since you started your retreat a year ago, the Nether Ghost Valley has been reflecting a strong treasure light. To this day, the treasure light is still there, which shows that the spiritual objects in it have not been taken away by anyone."

Only when a spiritual object above the spiritual treasure level is born will there be such a grand ceremony.

Rong Yin added, "Now that the Netherworld Ghost Valley is open, follow me closely and we will go find the spiritual object together."

Shen Qing leaned in his arms and thanked him, "Rong Yin...you are so kind to me."

The fact that Rong Yin even took her with her on this journey to look for spiritual objects showed that she was always thinking about her.

While the two were being affectionate, Lin Qinghe had already stepped into the depths of the Netherworld Valley.

But she never encountered the heavy fog described in the travel notes.