Gourmet of Another World

Autumn breeze in Shawther, slanted the rain.

At the alley, a slim figure slowly came along, wearing a gown and carrying a long sword wrapped in a rag, slowly walking to a small shop in the alley.

Hmm? Suddenly his body trembled slightly, stopping, standing in the middle of the alley, not moving.

Rainwater fell from the dome and splashed over the top of the casket. Ice crystals sparkled, and a stream of rain streamed down the corner of the cloak.

Xiao Yue's face was covered by a black goggles gauze, unable to see his expression and detect his emotions. He did not move forward, stayed a few steps away from the shop and slowly removed the long sword wrapped in a rag behind him.

“Buzz--”

Around the alley, there was a bursting sound of a path, as if it were a sharp sound when the bowstrings tore the air.

Shh! Shh!

Thick and numb crossbows burst from all sides of the alley, crossing a slightly curved curve, pointing directly at Xiaoyue, who stood in the center of the alley.

Pull!

A crisp sound, a rag wrapped in a long sword burst directly, then a bright sword flashed from above the sword, like a meteor that broke through the night sky, crossing an arc.

His true temper gushed from him, and as the sword spread, the arrows of the dense numbness were chopped apart, the debris accompanied by rain, and the ground drifted away.

Fencing dissipated, a dozen shadows suddenly emerged from behind the alley wall. Everyone's breath was strong enough to hold the cold and rush towards Xiao Yue.

“O Shaw Tiger Guard... I miss you so much. ”

Xiao Yuesha's muttering fluttered in the wind, as if smiling lightly. Later, the rain around his body was instantly emptied, as if a distorted area had been formed.

……

Shawmont pressed down the excitement in his heart and personally fed Shaw Yanshui to drink some chicken soup before he took a sigh of relief, and the big stone in his chest finally let go.

“Thank you, boss.” Shawmont arched his hand slightly against the gait, solemnly.

Nod with no expression on your face, um, you should be thanking.

All of a sudden, the gait's face moved and he heard a sound outside the door that seemed to send a fine iron crossing, and he looked at the outside in suspicion, but the sound soon stopped disappearing again.

Shawmont's face was faint, he naturally heard the battle outside the door, he didn't do anything else, and he still fed Shaw Yanhui chicken soup not slowly.

“Mr. Bo, I don't know if this chicken soup... can you give me the next one?” Ji Chengxue stepped forward and smiled gently, walking the equation.

Ji Chengan spared a deep look at Ji Chengxue and took a step forward. He was quite excited: “Mr. Bao, give this to the palace too... purple ginseng phoenix chicken soup! ”

The efficacy of this purple ginseng phoenix chicken soup is unquestioned. Even Xiao Yanyu, whose life loss is so severe, has been saved. Its therapeutic efficacy is absolutely strong. Father is old. If he can drink a bowl of this chicken soup, his body will definitely be much stronger. This is the good thing to please Father.

Ji Chengan thought that although he had been listed as a prince, he was still afraid to relax. Yu Wang had long held his seat and was well aware of the joy of his father. He had now felt the crisis.

This bowl of chicken soup would definitely impress my father better if it was dedicated to him.

Ji Chengxue must have thought the same way. Ji Chengan swept his third brother's eyes and smiled cold.

However, compared to the second brother, these three brothers do not pose any threat.

“Sorry, this purple ginseng chicken soup is a special dish and is not for sale.” The pedestrian answers the questions of the two.

This purple ginseng phoenix chicken soup is only systematically used by him to cure Xiao Yanshui, and it's not even part of the dishes at the store.

“Boss Bo, Yuanjing is not a problem... The palace just wants Boss Bo to cook another chicken soup.” Ji Chengan listened to the footsteps, frowned slightly and said unhappily.

Ji Chengxue stopped asking questions after listening to the pedestrian, because he knew the spleen of the pedestrian pedestrian pedestrian, and knew how to ask the same answer.

The gait refers to the recipe behind the prince: “Look at the recipe behind you, it doesn't have this dish on it, so... it's not for sale. ”

“Humph! Your boss is so adaptable, this palace let you cook, you go, why so much nonsense.” Ji Chengan's face dimmed and he shook his sleeve, coldway.

As soon as this is said, the people around them know that the prince is angry, and the prince's temper can be said to be famous in the Emperor.

Now this little restaurant owner actually pisses off the prince, and this is a mess.

Many people in the Shaw family looked sympathetically at the gait and shook their heads.

Shawmon and Shaw Xiaolong didn't care. Shawmon knew exactly how horrible the pedestrian shop was, not to mention the mechanical puppet... simply saying that the big black dog lying in front of the door is not something a prince in the district can provoke.

Da-da-da-da.

The atmosphere in the shop became purged by the words of the prince, but the clear footsteps coming from the doorway inevitably attracted people's gaze.

He walked into the shop in a gown and a gown.

“Mr. Bo, I'm here to pick up a pre-ordered ice-hearted jade jug.” The dull voice sounded faintly, and the red blood flowed down the long sword held by the man, dripping on the ground and splattering.

“Oh, wait a minute.” Nodding his head on foot, he said with no expression on his face, then turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

“Stop!” Ji Chengan's eyes blew away. How dare this guy ignore himself? Who is he? He's a prince! How can you be humiliated?

In a blast, Ji Chengan clawed his hand and grabbed it against the back of the gait.

Bang! However, Xi Chengan's body was stopped by Shawmon before he touched the foot. Shawmon glanced at the prince and said: "Your Highness, it is best not to do this in this small shop. This is a piece of advice given to His Highness by Weishen. ”

After that, Shawmont's eyes turned to the man with the goggles and his face turned cold.

“You really dare to come.” Shawmonson opened his mouth and the intent to kill gradually spread from him.

“Father, your tiger guard is the same... waste.” Xiao Yue, in Shamon's killing breath, did not move like a mountain, smiled lightly, removed the cape and revealed a handsome face.

Shaw Yue?! Xiaoyue, the Heartbreak Sword King!

Everyone in the shop sucked in a sip of cool air, even the prince who was angry with her eyes.

A sword for a mother and a sword for a traitor!

“The smoke storm hurts you, you should know this must be a dead end… I thought you had escaped.” Shomon slowly walked toward Xiaoyue, and he walked very slowly, but every step he took, his breath became scary.

Step by step, the Seven Pieces of Holy Terrible Pressure, brilliantly covered the entire field.

“Death? Father, you're as confident as ever.” Xiao Yue smiled and said, his eyes turned into moon teeth, but the words were slutty, “unfortunately, you can't keep me today. ”

Can't stay? Shawmont stopped and the distance between them was only an inch, with two pairs of eyes looking at each other.

Shaw's breath is as heavy as the Emerald Mountains, and Shaw's breath is as sharp as the Split Sky.

The collision between the two triggered.

At this moment…

“Hey, you ice-hearted jade pot. ”

A faint voice interrupted their confrontation.

The crowd suddenly looked stunned and walked out of the kitchen with a wine bowl.

This guy... did he smoke his head? Can't you see what's going on? What the fuck are you talking about at times like this?

Shomon and Xiao Yue's eyes fell on the walking square.

With no expression on his face, he openly accepted the eyes of the two men as if they were knives, whispering: “Remind you... to go outside in a fight, or... take your clothes off to show the public. ”