Gourmet of Another World

Tidu Luxury Inn entrance.

Tang Jin held a long sword and stood in silence at the door. The whole person was grim, his eyes looked directly at the distance, and the true qi of the gusts flowed outside his body. In this dark night, he seemed to glow.

Behind him, a pillar of true light rose, and the breath blew out. He knew that it was his master of food, but he also had some headaches. Today, Tang Jin is very clear about the situation in Empire City. At this time, only his master would make such a high-profile breakthrough.

Didn't you tell him you were going to do something?

What does it mean to have a seven-pitch saint in the emperor today? The Prince and King Yu will almost be completely blind, and the strong will be equal to resources, which is their guarantee of the throne.

Indeed, looking at the shadow of the sky above the dome, Tang Jin condensed and exhaled gently.

“Guardian saint of the Fresh Wind Empire, Seven Pints of War Saint... Shawmon?” Tang Jin stared at Shawmon, who was also the first to see the legend.

At Tang Jin's side, his sister Lu Xianxiao actually stood up, and some of her cowards stood behind him, which warmed his heart quite a bit.

“I don't know who you are. What are you doing in my emperor? ”

Before the arrival of man, Shawmont's majestic voice came, as if an invisible pressure had fallen on Tang Jin, shaking his body slightly.

“Don't worry, the three of our disciples came to the Emperor with no malice.” Tang Jin was not overwhelmed and shook his fist at Shawmon, who had stepped into the sky.

Shaw Meng stood behind his back and stepped out slowly step by step, his clothes fluttered. Soon, he landed in front of Tang Jin with a serious face.

“SkyMachine Section? On the occasion of His Majesty's death, Tianzhengzong sent seven martial arts holy to my Qingfeng Emperor. You told me there was no malice? Do you think I'll believe that?” Shawmont said faintly, with a sharp corner of his mouth, seemed to laugh.

Tang Jin was really bitter to say, they really had no malice, and the Emperor came just to walk the phoenix blood grass in the hands of his predecessors... things have developed to this point, Tang Jin is helpless too.

It's all the trouble caused by greed. Don can't cry in his heart. If he doesn't eat all the dishes from his senior shop, then nothing will happen.

Under the pressure of Shawmont's deliberate release, Tang Jin could only emphasize repeatedly that they had no malice.

The inn's naïve columns are shrinking at a fast pace. Obviously, the people inside it have broken through and started to converge. Soon, the columns are completely dissipated...

Da-da-da-da.

The crisp footsteps rang, Zhao Musheng slowly came in a crane, squinting his eyes and smiling on his face.

“General Xiao should not frighten each other. After all, he is far from being a guest. The powerful astronomer can easily appear in our emperor. As the host, they should be given full respect. ”

Zhao Musheng's voice is very gentle, with a smooth, laughable, irresistible.

However, Shawmon was angry when he saw Zhao Musheng's face. This old fox was actually a seven-point war saint. Everyone had been deceived by him for so long... No wonder when His Majesty was alive, Zhao Musheng was very careful. It was expected that this old fox was not simple.

What is the true identity of a seven-pitch holy man who has been hiding himself for so many years? What's the purpose? Shawmont had no idea.

So Shawmon has no good face for Zhao Musheng.

The pressure on Tang Jin was even greater. An imperial general, an imperial leftist, was a noble person, and the pressure from the invisible was that he couldn't help but tremble.

Just when Tang Jin felt the pressure, the door behind him opened suddenly, a real breath like a breeze, let the pressure on Tang Jin dissipate like ice and snow.

A figure in a robe came out of it.

“Master.” Tang Jin and Lu Shishan were both in a hurry to shout.

Shawmon and Zhao also looked at the past and saw only a woman wearing a veil.

Zhao Musheng's eyes shrunk, he recognized this woman's identity at first glance, slightly surprised... Tianjinzong Third Elder, this identity is very noble, what is the purpose of the other party's emperor?

Shaw Monk stared at the woman, and the fluctuations in her true temper had not dispersed, but it made him feel a little dangerous, the woman... not simple.

“Zhao Musheng, it's been a long time... my uncle grew up to be the current grandfather.” Ni Yan smiled slightly.

Zhao Musheng retracted his gaze, his mouth curled, quite exclamation: “Today, the little girl also became a noble figure, the celestial masterpiece, it is really not simple. ”

“Your Excellency, what does it matter to enter my emperor?” Xiao Meng frowned, looking at each other and Zhao Musheng seemed familiar. Is Zhao Musheng also from the celestial section?

Ni Yanna's eyes turned and fell on Xiaomong's body. The smile on his face also closed. Later, he lifted his finger, pointing to Zhao Musheng, and said to Xiaomong: “What does he do in emperor, we come... just to do. ”

Pfft... Once Zhao Musheng heard this, almost no old blood erupted. After all these years, this girl still had the same love problems as back then. Once this was said, she also pulled him down directly.

Tang Jin and Lu Xianxiaomei stared at each other. What is the master saying? Didn't they come to Emperor for the sole purpose of the phoenix bloodgrass? Since when do you have other purposes?

“Don't be ridiculous, my husband has been in Didu all these years, walking all the way to the left side, in order to serve the Empire, don't spray blood.” Zhao Musheng smiled and waved his hand, indicating that his purpose in Didu was simple.

Shawmon laughed, who would believe you Zhao Musheng's bullshit.

“What, old man Zhao? You think I'm wrong? Then who's right if we fight and who wins?” Ni Yan glanced at Zhao Musheng with great pleasure.

Zhao Musheng pulled the corner of his mouth, shook his head, and turned around to leave without making too many stops.

“I can't stand this old bone. ”

Xiao Mong looked deeply at Ni Yan, who was naturally fearless. Although Xiao Mong was the guardian saint of the Breezy Empire, she was not afraid at all. After all, Ni Yan, who had just broken through, still had plenty of gas.

Shawmont left, not too much entanglement with Ni Yan.

After Shawmon left, Ni Yan's big eyes became overwhelmed and swept around him. Later, a beautiful woman sounded completely and swung around the inn.

“Around you, cats and dogs, get out of here! Leave me alone, I don't want to see anyone! ”

Yu Wang and the Prince were on their way in a dark spot... the temper of this female warfare saint seemed a little grumpy.

……

Just climbed into bed to prepare for sleep walking formula, suddenly woke by the sound of this swinging delicate drink, rubbing his eyes in confusion, why this sound seems to have known each other, but thought about it, didn't come up with anything, walking is to continue sleeping, cooked a psychotropic meal but tired him out.

The first psychotropic meal, no suspense failure, does not mean that cooking cannot be eaten, but differs from the psychological expectations in the pedestrian mind, does not fully maximize the efficacy of the medicine meal, and some mistakes occurred when importing the true qi.

Xiao Yue provided only one ingredient, no mistake can occur, so the footsteps should summarize today's mistakes and strive for success tomorrow.

And when the next day dawns, the emperor starts a busy day.

Within the palace, on the palace of Weiwei Daxiong, many eunuchs are arranged in tight drums. In two days it will be the day of His Majesty's funeral, something to prepare, the atmosphere is a little sad for a while.

Outside Tianxuan Gate, Ji Chengxue dressed in a vegetarian robe and slowly walked towards Daohsiung Palace. Her eyes filled with intricate divine colors.