Gourmet of Another World

Shameeshang's hands were together ten times, his face was filled with a gentle smile, and the smile on his face was almost stacked together, looking directly at the gait, but his eyes were like sharp swords and sharp eyes.

Snake girl? The gait stunned, and then slowly pulled the corner of her mouth in the stare of the shameful eye.

“Yes.” The gait answered lightly, the wind was light and cloudy, and there was no change in the color of the god on his face.

He was still wondering why the serpents hadn't come to him. It was an accident on the road, but it wasn't surprising that there was an accident... Today's Emperor, it's a place of wind and cloud, it's not like that, last night at the front of the small store to gather a group of strong people.

Snakemen are inherently heterogeneous, stepping into human territory, and having an accident… is normal.

But what does this monk want to say?

The gaze of the pedestrian gaze looked somewhat puzzled at Samishander, "And then what do you need me to do? ”

Sami was still happy when the footsteps were confirmed, but the problem with the footsteps was to keep him behind, because he didn't know how to answer the question of the footsteps, and it was Zhao Musheng who captured the serpent.

“If you can't save them, bring them here.” With a glimpse of her bald head, she turned back into the kitchen.

He promised in the Phantom Spirit that if they could come to his shop, he would help them, but that did not mean that they had an accident on their way here, and that it was easy to find them.

Sammy touched his head and grinned. Okay, the boss has character! But he can't answer that question, so let Zhao Musheng have a headache.

Bald head Sami sat back in position and looked at the drunken ribs on the table. The orange red drunken ribs emitted hot air and intense fleshy aromas, seducing the lust in his belly. He had eaten a cage on his way, but now his belly is very hungry again.

Pick up the chopsticks and tap them gently on the table, followed by a drunken orange rib with a slightly tender rib flesh, as if the chopsticks were slightly elastic.

Licking his lips, Sami first licked the drunken juice on the ribs with his tongue, and the sour, sweet drunken juice brightened Sami's eyes.

The drunken ribs were plugged into his mouth, and Sami's eyes suddenly lit up, and the intense fleshy scent burst into his mouth, pounding the walls of his mouth with elastic flesh.

“Good... yummy!” Sami chewed constantly, his eyes were staring, and his mouth made a strange laugh. This rib... it's fucking delicious!

Grumpy, swallowed the ribs in his mouth at a time. Shamiya barged his mouth at a time, and the fleshy scent of his mouth intoxicated him.

As a monk who eats meat, he has an incomprehensible fondness for meat, and he eats almost anything, largely because he has survived alone in an infinite desert where there are no vegetable spiritual fruits or just a furry spiritual beast.

In order to survive, he drank blood and persisted. The fleshy smell of the spiritual beast made people dare not compliment...

After returning from there, Shamishang became obsessed with meat and vowed to eat all the delicious meat in the world.

Pour a glass of ice-hearted jade, a clear, spring-like liquid with a rich nostril that gives Sami a slight nostril.

A snooze, the liquor entrance, accompanied by the fleshy fragrance, made Sami shout softly and unbearably.

In the distance... Ouyang Xiaoyi gazed at this unscrupulous skinhead monk who drank and ate meat, and his perception of monks was completely reversed.

“Didn't it say in the book that monks don't drink or eat meat?” Ouyang Xiaoyi skipped his mouth.

Looking at the oily Shamishang who ate it, where is it like the monk in the book? Surely... the book is full of lies.

Shami lifted her legs, sat on the stool, one foot trembled and put a drunken rib in the entrance. Shami seemed to have sensed Ouyang Xiaoyi's gaze and nodded with a smile all over her face.

Ouyang Xiaoyi snorted, not over his head.

After Ji Chengxue finished eating, he put down his chopsticks. He was very happy in his heart. After a long time of not eating the delicious taste of the boss, today he was very full of mouth blessing.

“Uncle Lian, let's go.” Ji Chengxue said to Lianfu, who had finished eating an egg fried rice.

Even the broccoli fingered, softly, and a little stood up, and this little shop was full of memories.

The Emperor could not have left the palace for too long. Ji Chengxue came today just to find out what the Wuwen Goku tree was like and taste the new wine of the step-owner. Although he didn't drink it, it felt a little unfortunate, but he was satisfied to revisit the craftsmanship of the step-owner.

The two of them left, Witch Yunbai and Master Wu were still struggling, and they ordered a lot of dishes and were not happy to eat.

……

Emperor Mausoleum, the little snow drifts slightly, a cold wind blows through, wiggling around, the leaves of the sand friction sound.

The Imperial Mausoleum is situated on a high mountain, high, with a little snow, and the temperatures are cooler than the emperors who are already warming up.

In a thatched house, a man dressed in plain linen walked out slowly.

The man grabbed a broom and slowly stepped into the majestic mausoleum, which raised many tombstones, and slowly swept the fallen leaves from the tombstone.

The sound of sand echoes in the silent royal mausoleum with a slightly infiltrating sound.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk. Pathetic and pathetic. ”

In the silent royal mausoleum, suddenly a sneer sounded, dazzling crisp footsteps surrounded.

The man held the broom for a long time, straightened his body, and looked at the person who made a laugh. His eyes were graceful and his face had no expression.

Zhao Ruge stood in a white robe, and beside him were several invisible guards wrapped in black robes. The aura of these guards was so strong and terrifying that they suppressed the guards in the Imperial Mausoleum.

Zhao Rugao walked back and forth in front of the imperial palace. He did not step into the imperial palace. The imperial palace, he was still not qualified and courageous to step in.

Because he had no idea what the consequences of his outsiders stepping into the mausoleum would be.

Ji Chengyu looked at Zhao Rusong for a moment, he continued to bow his head and began to sweep the leaves on the tombstone. The movement was slow and old. Where else was the original wavering Yuwang Feng Feng.

“Your Highness, are you willing to spend the rest of your life in this mausoleum? Think about Ji Chengxue sitting on the throne today. Don't you have the guts and anger inside you?” Zhao Rusheng glanced at the electricity and said coldly: “Why is it that you, Yu Wang, guard the Imperial Palace like a bereavement dog, while Ji Chengxue can sit comfortably on the throne? What makes him?”

Ji Chengyu's eyes moved and a smile appeared in his dead grey eyes. "Zhao Ruge, what else do you think I have to compete with Ji Chengxue today? Everything has come to an end, and Father chose him, and I… am a complete loser. ”

“Loser? That's not how I remember Yu Wang.” Zhao Rusheng laughed.

Ji Chengyu shook his head, ignored Zhao Rusong, and turned to a tombstone, which was the tombstone of the Great Wind, very simple, not as gorgeous as the tombstone of the Great King imagined, and even said it was a little sour.

Ji Chengyu lowered his head, obscured his face, and slowly swept down the leaves.

“Ji Chengyu, I, Zhao Rusheng, just wanted to tell you that you don't have a chance. Even Fu is in Emperor now. It's a good time for you to get away. If you don't want to leave, I won't say anything, but if you still don't want to, then I Zhao Rusheng and my father will provide you with sufficient resources! ”

Zhao Ruge said: “How do you choose? ”

The cold wind blew past, blowing the sky's little snow, the snowflakes fell on Zhao Ruge's face, and was temperature-breaking. That was melting into running water.

His gaze turned to a figure in the royal mausoleum, and he believed that Ki Sung-woo could not have just lost.

Sure enough, the man shadowed the broom and slowly came out, his eyes were still so dead grey, but this grey grey was carrying a spring breeze to rebirth the flame.

“Zhao Musheng? That old fox... is really annoying. ”

Ji Chengyu lifted the broom and broke the suede rope on his head. When his hair was full, it spread out.

Zhao Rusong looked at him, his mouth slightly curled.

……

Late at night, two rounds of moon hung at high altitude, reflecting each other.

Inside the courtyard of Emperor Du, Zhao Musheng stood with a gentle and distant eye. His breath fluctuated slightly, like running water.

Suddenly, a figure covered in alcohol fell in the courtyard and occasionally a burp could be heard.

Zhao Musheng frowned and looked at the figure.

“Shand, you drink so much more than your family should drink, but you get worse. ”

“Hey, Elder, Shand knows you know why you can't drink when you're away from home. The so-called meat goes through your intestines, monk. All I want is to be cool!” Shand, blushing, spitting alcohol, said Zhao Musheng.

“Well, no matter how much you drink, just don't go wrong.” Zhao Musheng frowned and sighed his airway.

If the other monks on Daejeon had appeared in front of him like this, he would have gone out with a slap, but Shand... Alas.

“Elder, the matter you asked me to investigate turned out to be fruitful, that step boss... he said he knew this snake man.” Shand was drunk and lost, and his feet were a little unstable.

He leaned against a tree and said: "The boss said... even if we knew each other, what should we do? ”

Zhao Musheng's muscles moved slightly on his face and smiled softly, “So what? Now that I know you, it's a good idea...”

“Walking, walking, my husband wants to see if you can see death or not... hahahaha! ”