Doomsday Pavilion

Northwest Wolf City.

Uncle Gungun has become more and more mellow and comfortable recently, whether it is his size or the way he gets along with the people from the wolf city.

The professional service of dozens of professional chefs made the uncle Gungun forget that there is still such a thing as the small wooden house in Yanhuishan in his memory-the dishes made by a slave of the surname Lin are authentic and delicious, and they will satisfy the appetite of the elderly. It can't be compared to the days of the gods who open their mouths and stretch their hands for seven meals a day.

A glance at the entrance of Wolf City, which had been wiped out by Lin Chou, was dug again into two ponds, one large and one small. The full spring water of Chengquan became pearl-like white. The larger ones were used for bathing, and the smaller ones were used for bathing. Come to Shabu-shabu, Gugun really likes this configuration.

Whenever the wolf city people try to express the meaning that this is the sacred spring of the wolf city cannot be desecrated by reasoning, Lord Gungun will know how to touch the bear's paw and project the diplomatic letter to the gate of the wolf city. Come on, your Mingguang ambassador to the Northwest Wolf City, Mr. Billows, is still laying on the floor at the gate. What are you talking about respect??

Since the first three reasonable talks that there were no Titans in Wolf City's 60-plus number, in fact, no one in Wolf City wanted to provoke this hob meat anymore, and eagerly issued a voice call request to Mingguang— —I don't care what the hell you did, where did you get the people, hurry up and get the 60th person back for me and we will still be good buddies. It's not unpredictable!

The voice call was hung up...

Ok.

The wolf city man happily put down the receiver.

Gan Li Niang!

You can't live like this...

The wolf city people have been affected when they go out hunting, okay, so a big lump hits the city gate, kills any strange beasts and collects any medicinal materials. It has to be picked out by the cook under his hand. It takes seven meals a day to let them go-people don't take more, anyway, seven meals are enough.

So the question is, how much should a Tier VI monster weighing ten tons eat for each meal?

Two older cooks leaned forward to Billow,

"My lord, today there is a specialty big rock mutton from Wolf City. Although it is essentially the same as the rock sheep on Mingguang, the forage that can be eaten is not the same. This mutton has almost no smell and is sweet. It is most suitable. Teriyaki and eaten with a sticky sauce, the taste is absolutely nothing to say!"

Ai Ai said in another period,

"Our people found a saltwater lake dozens of kilometers away. There was a kind of moss in it. I saw it when I was a kid. It was dried and fried in a chicken pan. It's salty, fresh and salty. If you don’t try it, Lord Boun Change your taste?"

Master Gungun whimpered and agreed, bears paw, and the third cook walked out of the crowd.

"Uh..."

The expression on this man's face seemed very ashamed, and he said for a long time,

"Master Billowing, that little bamboo forest... is strong..."

"Oh?"

"That's right, it's blooming and bearing fruit, and bamboo rice has grown, so there have been no bamboo shoots recently."

"Wow!!"

The cook who took care of the bamboo forest was immediately condemned.

"Too shameful!"

"How did you do it?"

"Bamboo blossoms are all in pieces, don't you know? The first one that blossoms should be cut directly!"

"Young man, you can't do things well if you have no hair."

"My bacon will be cooked in three days, and now the bamboo shoots are gone, huh~"

The young cook was almost crying.

This group of people knows Beep Beep, they have a fart method, it will be useful to cut the flowering bamboo?

But still gritted his teeth and said,

"Master Billow, I will expand my search by 20 kilometers and try to find another bamboo forest. Don't worry, I will let you eat the freshest bamboo shoots for up to three days!"

Twenty kilometers is light-it's really a radius!

In the past few days, he could save even sleeping.

Rolling sullenly, he took off the bath towel he was wearing, and jumped into the hot spring, his face sank under the water, and a string of bubbles rolled to the surface.

Many cooks felt distressed.

"Look at you who are so popular, they start to bubble..."

"That's it, it's too rigorous."

"Well, whoever took the recorder, take a good photo and remember to give it back to me!"

"Uh-huh! Uh-huh!"

A half-old balance car was parked on the edge of Yongquan, and the old man standing on it was holding a walking stick, and the words "eat shit" were clearly written on his face.

"That one..."

Wow!

At least a ton of water rolled up into the sky from the pool like a water dragon, and the hungry tiger rushed down from mid-air like a water dragon, rushing towards the old man.

The sound of water rubbed against the air and turned into a harsh roar. The surface of the water dragon was steamed with mist and wind was engulfed.

The old man’s face full of weird tattoos was red and green.

"Boom~"

The water dragon burst in front of the old man, and the corners of the old man's clothes were not wet.

"Hey that old man, Master Gungun doesn't want to talk to you now."

"I don't have any vision."

"Master Gungun is unhappy. Be careful to give you a 15-ton gravity field."

To say that people in this world are the creatures who know how to watch people eat dishes and hug their thighs. Just in the boundary of Wolf City, these dozens of cooks are the most urgent and valuable things that Mr. Gungun needs. They were sure that the people from the wolf city didn't dare to do anything with them.

After passing this village, there will be no such shop-I'm afraid this is not the most prestigious time in their lives.

The old man is a lot of age, and it is very good to cultivate Qi Kungfu. He can actually smile at the chefs and Yan Yue, and then said to Gungun,

"This...well...big guy..."

The old man twisted.

However, he had long known that this Tier 6 behemoth in front of him was extremely human, was proficient in Chinese language at level 10, and was able to understand a tone particle that was not well used.

"Is it comfortable to live in Wolf City these days?"

Rolling out of the big basin beside the spring water, he pulled out a weird fish that was at least 3 meters long. The fish's scales and internal organs were automatically separated in mid-air, and then fell alive and kicking in the spring water, swimming happily a few times, and it was cooked. Through.

The three chefs carried a large pot of sauce on the bamboo chop floating on the water, and the adults dipped in the sauce and ate the fish.

"Oh oh oh?"

The old man didn't care what he meant by this response, he nodded vigorously.

"Hmm, that's fine, that's fine, fine."

"Wow?!"

"Hehe, yes yes."

"Oooooo?"

"It must be..."

"..."

The cook on the side couldn't stand it anymore and rolled his eyes and said,

"I said, sir, what's the matter with you? What are you talking about?"

The smiled expression on the old man's face suddenly disappeared, and a bitter aura that this group of chefs had never experienced rose into the sky, and the whole person seemed to be a thousand times taller than before, becoming a fierce beast standing in the sky.

"The old man wants to ask, when will you leave?"