Gourmet of Another World

“Noh, just borrow the fruit in your hand.” The gait is very serious and serious.

At this moment, Tianxuan Gate is very quiet, only the sound of the cold wind whirring is loud, so the sound of the footsteps, though not loud, his words are clearly passed into the ears of almost everyone.

Xiao Yanyu and Xiaolong's sisters grinned their teeth and felt crying. In such a harsh situation, you came to borrow fruit... and borrowed seven pints of Ling Guo. Do you really think the other party is stupid?

Xiao Xiaolong wanted to throw up in his heart, but when he saw the serious look of the walking formula, he felt that the language had become very pale... Mr. Bao, maybe he really came to borrow the fruit.

Shawmon's true temper shrank and he looked seriously at the pedestrian formula. How dare Mr. Bao show up here? Alone? What about the nine-pint beast and the weird puppet? Not with him?

Without this supreme beast and weird puppet, the footsteps may not be scary enough, because his cultivation is nothing more than four spirits of war. Almost everyone present can crush him. Where does he come from to borrow fruit in front of Zhao Musheng?

Zhao Musheng looked faintly at the pedestrian formula. He was not familiar with the pedestrian formula. He had only heard of such a man, the owner of the Emperor's small shop? Owner of a small store with a nine-pint beast guardian?

In this regard, Zhao Musheng just snorted his nose. How could the Supreme Beast exist and guard a small shop? Those people are bragging too much.

“Oh, borrow the fruit in my hand? Why?” Zhao Musheng said with a smile. He raised his hand. Between the true anger floating, the three tattoos of enlightenment floated.

The intense spirituality scattered around the Enlightenment fruit, and watched the scene on foot. This trigrain of Enlightenment is truly remarkable and can indeed be the main ingredient in the making of wine.

Pressing the excitement in his heart, the gait was unchanged. He glanced at Zhao Musheng and said softly: “Why? I'm not borrowing from you. What do you care? ”

Zhao Musheng stagnated and the peace on his face disappeared. There was a feeling of embarrassment and anger.

The essence of what the pedestrian formula says is correct, because this trigrain of enlightenment fruit should belong to the Great Wind Emperor, borrowing the pedestrian formula, also borrowing from the Great Wind Emperor...

“I have the fruit of this moment, then why should I give it to you?” Zhao Musheng smiled coldly and glanced at the walking formula. He sensed the cultivation of the four spirits of war in the other district. “With your cultivation of the four spirits of war? ”

Shawmon was somewhat frightened on one side. Strictly speaking, the pedestrian was his benefactor. Because the pedestrian diet rescued Ki Jool, he did not want to see the pedestrian pedestrian pedestrian beaten to death by Zhao Musheng's anger.

Because the dog and the puppet are not here, Shawmont can't really think of where the formula came from and this Zhao Musheng is rigid.

The pedestrian frowned and looked seriously at Zhao Musheng, "I don't like to fight. ”

If necessary, however, violent solutions can also be chosen. ”

Later, he lifted his hand, and the icon on his wrist flashed violently, smoking green, and a dark knife was held in his hand.

Zhao Musheng was stunned, Shaw Mong was stunned, even Ji Chengxue, who had just returned to God, was stuck.

Can you imagine a four-point spirit holding a knife in front of a seven-point saint, saying it's funny when you solve a problem with violence?

Outside the Tian Xuan Gate, in the void.

Ni Yan couldn't help but laugh at this scene. Why is Mr. Bao so cute?

Looking at the walking formula holding a kitchen knife, it looked serious to provoke Zhao Musheng. Ni Yan felt only a moment of joy. She couldn't understand why the walking formula was involved in that dispute. It was for Sanwen Gongdaogo...

What a cook, for a precious ingredient, you don't even want to die.

Suddenly, Ni Yan's laughter stopped and he replaced it with an incredible face.

She stared away... only to see that the first two dragon bandits, which had been destroyed by Zhao Musheng, had functioned again, and a more ambitious and rustic atmosphere had flowed from the entire palace earth.

This is a scarier atmosphere than the first two dragon robberies ever started!

What's going on?

Ni Yan's face was stuck.

……

In Tianxuan Gate, everyone was amused by the shadow of the man holding a black vegetable knife in the field. The spirit of the Four Pints War provoked the Seven Pints War Saint... didn't you just go to die? The gap between the two is as divided as it is completely insurmountable.

Shawmon's true temper was raised again. He was always ready to rescue the formula. He could not watch his benefactor slapped to death by Zhao.

The next scene, however, is almost everyone's eyeballs exploding.

Zhao Musheng is very disdainful of the provocation of pedestrians. If any of the four spirits can provoke the Seven Pieces of War without any hesitation, then where is the majesty of the Seven Pieces of War?

So Zhao Musheng's easy gait is to throw out a palm, full of real qi, enough to easily erase the palm of the four spirits of war.

The palm floated like it was about to pinch a fly.

Watching Zhao Musheng with no expression on his face, watching Zhao Musheng take a palm, walking square raised the knife in his hand, the real qi in the dantian surged, injected into the knife, the pitch-black like the knife of the dish suddenly changed dramatically.

The brilliant golden glow burst from above the knife, so dazzling that almost the whole Tianxuan door was lit up, and then the distant and fierce dragon bark sounded from above the knife.

Ho!!

With the sound of the dragon chanting knife, the whole Tianxuan Gate was trembling, and a distant dragon chanting rose.

One knife slashed Zhao Musheng's true qi, walked with a huge golden dragonfly knife on his shoulder, the fox looked around... how can there be two dragon chants.

Zhao Musheng's face changed when he sensed the dragon's chant. The knife gave him a huge sense of threat, and he could feel that the first two dragon robberies that should have gone silent seemed to work again!

How could it be working again? Isn't that Ji Changfeng's body? How can this magic be activated when the eyes are shattered?

Zhao Musheng looked around with some ugly looks, but found that this time the glitter of the battle was not projected onto the coffin of Nagi Changfeng, but rather onto... the kitchen knife in the hands of the young man in front of him?!

Walking with a golden dragonfly knife, slightly faint, not frightened by this method, but suddenly he found a lot of information in his mind, seemed to be the way to... control this method.

The gait was somewhat suspicious. He looked at the group of people who were staring around him without expression. Later, his heart moved and his mind moved according to the manipulation method.

The glow of the Golden Dragon Vegetable Knife grew stronger and stronger. At the foot of the foot of the pedestrian formula, a strand of radiant energy burst out, a tooth dancing claw, the spinning dragon fiction rose, unlike the dragon fiction incarnated by the Great Wind, the dragon seems to have some more spirituality.

The dragon fluttered, and then the giant dragon head lowered. The dragon's eyes slowly looked at Zhao Musheng under the control of the gait.

The pedestrian heart was definite, pulled the corner of his mouth, changed his position and carried the golden dragonfly knife, slightly to Zhao Musheng: “Now… do we still have to use violence to solve the problem? ”