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The Kung Fu snake beauty's eyes lit up, and in the face of such a declaration, there was a good line response. She answered with a quick mouthful: "You stinking bug want to pinch up is a bit of a handful! ”

She used an arrogant male voice with hanging lines.

And the fairy creator almost recited the same lines as her, but she read them in her own voice.

Chorus of men and women, seamless matching heavenly clothes.

Across the street, the Devil's Gate kitchen will assemble in disgrace.

Song Shuhang waved quickly: “Wait, two fairies, this word is incorrect, this word is calling me a bug. ”

The two fairies looked at each other, one to the left and one to the right.

Song Shuhang sighed, you guys are so adorable, what else can I say?

He looked at the will of the Devil's Gate chef and said, "Cough! ”

This time, the Kung Fu snake beauty began to read the lines: “Think of a way to die. How do you want to die? ”

This is the voice of Senior White Tow.

Then Kung Fu snake beauty leaned left with her tail straight and hands stretched out - golden chicken independent, white crane bright wings.

Making Fairy: “You have ten seconds to think of a way to die. ”

It's also the voice of white seniors two. Instead of Kung Fu Snake Beauty, she tilted to the right, also Golden Chicken Independence + White Crane Bright Wings.

After the two fairies set their moves, they simultaneously turned their heads and stared at Song Shuhang's shadow.

Yoko Blackskin: “???? ”

The two fairies blinked their eyes at Soko Blackskin, indicating that she had taken the line.

Sooko Blackskin thought for half a day and finally came up with an answer.

She emerged from the shadow of Song Shuhang, Golden Chicken Independence, White Crane bright wings: “Cool... happy to death? ”

She wasn't sure if she could satisfy the two fairy seniors with this answer.

The two fairies smiled at the same time and smiled in their eyes, formally accepting Softie Black Leather Feather.

Song Shuhang reached out and pressed his chest, constantly giving himself CPR.

“MDZZ!” The Demon Chef's will now has only one thought in mind.

But I don't know if it's an illusion. He always felt the teenager in front of him without fear.

What is the bass gas that allows this teenager to be so calm when facing his‘ nine-pint will ’with a six-point interface? Noodles don't change color?

Is that Kung Fu? Or is there a special spell? Or is the new calf not afraid of tigers?

No, it doesn't look like it.

This teenager... what is the bottom card?

A moment later, the Devil's Gate chef shook his head hard.

The other side has nothing to do with him. He is only the will of the Nine-Pin Demon Gate Master, present in the heart of the kitchen, is the guardian general others want to integrate the heart of the kitchen.

The point of his existence is to reverse the desire to merge the 'chef's heart', take possession and usurp! The boy was then refined as a ‘split' and returned to the body.

So... die, boy!

“I've waited millions of years for this opportunity. Become my flesh and be taken away by me, bug. I'll bring your strength back to the body. You will be part of my own supreme strength, and it will be your greatest honor.” The Demon Gate Chef's heart will extend his hands and the spirit of the Nine Pints will spread. The Demon Flame is full of Song Shuhang's spiritual world.

“Three fairies, cut it out.” Song Shuhang waved, seriously looking at the will of the Devil's Gate Chef: “I didn't expect to see your will here, between you and me, it's really lucky. ”

The Demon Gate chef's willingly raised hands are stiff - how does the boy feel like he knows himself?

“But be taken away by you, and then brought back to the body, and be part of his power.” Song Shuhang waved: “After all, your body is almost cold... more than the Demon Emperor. ”

This guy really knows who he is!

“Cold, means dead?” The Devil's Gate chef looked to Song Shuhang and then shook his head: “No way. ”

“Nothing is impossible. Also...” Song Shuhang pointed to himself: “The person who burst your body is me. ”

“Pfft ~ ~” The Devil's Gate Chef's Heart Pfft laughed.

You can't make a draft if you're bragging?

His body was already a nine-pin immortal realm millions of years ago. How is it possible to step in place today?

I'm afraid the kid's gonna have to stall.

Maybe he's waiting for help?

After figuring it out, the will of the Demon Gate Chef will no longer give Song Shuhang a chance to ‘stall’.

The magic flame of the whole spiritual world, the bear burned, the will of the demon cook manipulated all the magic flames in one breath, rolled into Song Shuhang.

Kung De Snake beauty smiled slightly, reaching out to support a layer of light. That light was turned into a projection of the Palace of Godspeed, and it was easy to keep all the flames out of it.

“Here, but my spiritual world.” Song Shuhang smiled. He opened his left eye and glanced at the will of the Devil's Gate Chef: “The strong appraisal technique! ”

Mother's love. Understand?

October pregnancy + half hour delivery set, click to send.

“Ah, what is this?” The Demon Gate Chef's will shouted - it was not the Emperor's honor and could not pass the 'strong man's appraisal technique' appraisal.

Which heartbreaker studied this horrible spell? Terrible end! The guy who figured out this spell, or really loves Borderless, is a psychologically distorted pervert.

“Fairies, do you have a better plan to deal with the 'will body’?” Song Shuhang asked.

There is still a difference between a confrontation of will and a confrontation of the flesh.

“Since it is the will, if you find a way to weaken it, you can easily destroy it, right?” Yoshiko Black Leather offers the most correct advice.

“Weaken will?” Song Shuhang pinched his chin.

At this point, the Kung Fu snake beauty behind her suddenly reached out and patted herself in the orbit, pulling out her eyeballs.

Song Shuhang: “!!! ”

I picked my eyes to change the eyes of a saint, fairy. What are you doing? Eye-catching is not a fun thing.

Kung Fu snake beauty throws her own eyeballs.

From this eye, there's a light projection.

Subsequently, a picture was broadcast on the light screen.

“You stinking bug is a little tricky to pinch up.” A low man's voice rang, then the Demon Emperor's tall figure appeared in the image.

[Di ~ Xuansheng Ba Song blacklisted you.

“Ha-ha-ha." The Emperor laughed strangely. Behind him, 108 magic columns appeared, and the magic flames were overwhelming.

Then the scene turned and Xuansheng Song raised a ghost knife.

On the head knife, there are seven horrible causes and consequences that gather around the knife.

Sage Song Xuansheng came out with a sword.

This knife contains seven supreme powers. Each power brings a sense of desperate oppression to the 'will of the Devil's Gate Chef'.

Once knifed down, his body was blown up, severely injured, bled to death.

Oh, shit!

This scene, under tears.

“No way!!” The Devil's Gate chef holds his stomach in his heart.

My lord can't be so tragic!

This is a hallucination, this must be a fake.

The content of this projection cannot at all diminish my will.

But just as he strengthened his confidence, the teenager in front of him, Song Xuansheng, pulled out a huge stick - not to mention the Demon Emperor's inheritance of the Demon Column.

Not only was my honor blown up, but my family was taken out?

The projection may be false, but the Demon Column can never be false.

The will of the Demon Gate Chef can sense the power of his own dignity from this Demon Column.

“Is everything in the projection true?” This idea emerges in the heart of the Devil's Gate Chef's will.

Together, its existence is constantly weakened.

No matter how it strengthens its confidence to maintain its existence, it will not help.

As soon as the Column came out, he had failed.

“Senior cook of the Demon Gate, you have been weak.” Sooko Blackskin warned.

Demon Chef will: “Ah, I know, I felt it myself. ”

I know my mission is coming to an end.

I don't know if it's because this black-skinned fairy is a 'demon of the heart’. The will of the Demon Gate chef is good for her senses and has no intention of hating her at all.

He looked right at the black leather fairy.

In that case...

The Devil's Gate chef raised his hands and made a series of sounds in ancient languages. The next moment, there was a surge of power in his body, which was divided into two parts.

Part of it represents the power of 'Chef's Heart', invested in Song Shuhang - this is the reward Song Shuhang received by passing the test of Chef's Heart will. Since then, he has mastered his cooking heart.

The other part, however, was put into Soko Blackhide. This part of power has nothing to do with 'cooking minds' and is a reward that improves spirituality.

“Ha ha ha, all you can get is a ‘kitchen heart', that part of your mental strength moisturizes and you never get a chance.” The Devil's Gate chef is willing to do it.

“Spirituality?” Song Shuhang pinched his chin and relieved his breath: “Luckily you didn't brush your mental strength on me... otherwise I might have another headache for a while. ”

His spiritual strength, the strength of his divinity, always preceded his physical condition. If the mental strength is far greater than the physical strength, the physical strength will not be able to keep up with the mental strength, causing headaches, like a hammer hitting the head every day.

Fortunately, today, Yoko Blackskin shared this part of his spiritual strength.

Demon Gate Chef will: “…”

“So I'll see you next time.” Song Shu sailed a monastic ceremony: “My disciple also has a white cooking heart, which should also have the will of more than your predecessors. By then, I will help my disciples absorb the cooking heart, and we will have a great time together. Though by then, the will of the white chef will be different from yours. ”

The Demon Gate chef willingly pressed his hand against his chest and learned Song Shuhang's appearance to carry out CPR actions continuously.

“Bye-bye.” Make Fairy wave.

Song Shuhang's thoughts moved and the 'mindset' that taught him from Hamster's disturbing discourse emerged, rushing to the will of the Devil's Gate Chef...