Gourmet of Another World

Elder Sun knelt on the ground and covered his throat. He felt like he was going to spray fire. His head was all a little covered. In his eyes, the world seemed much darker.

Where am I... Where am I going... What am I going to do...

Why are my lips so swollen?

Elder Sun felt his lips swollen as if they were two sausages... That burning fire made him cry.

Fucking strong enough!

Kim Kun was really crying. Tears couldn't stop flowing through his eyes. He wanted to hold on, but he really couldn't.

He covered his mouth, constantly huffing, frowns wrinkled together, with his bright bald head... it looked ridiculous.

Bai Zhuang couldn't help but laugh and stare.

A long time later, Jin Kun raised his head in exhalation. His nose was red and his eyes were flashing with tears.

“Enough? ”

The pedestrian gazed at Kim Kun's funny appearance and couldn't help but ask.

Kim Kun's body was stiff and glanced at the table. Between the tofu and the tofu, there was also a red thunderous flashing mahjong thunderous tofu, all trembling in his heart.

Is it strong enough?

How strong are you? Is it hot enough for me to die?

Kim Kun spit in his heart, but his eyes at the gait have become a little harsh.

“Get up… let's go back. ”

Kim Kun said to the elder Sun, who was lying on the ground.

Elder Sun's eyes were all squinted together. The bean-sized teardrops were like broken bead curtains, falling constantly.

The lips were swollen, like two sausages hanging from his mouth.

His eyes are blindfolded… the whole person is blindfolded.

Kim Kun took a sip of cool air.

If you look at the gait, there's a little silent shaking of your head.

“You're going to eat... tell me sooner, how do I know you're going to eat if you don't?” Shake your head and sigh as you walk.

A spoonful of Abyss chili sauce added to the mahjong tofu is prepared for the supreme. What's so lively about an eight-picket god of war... you have to eat it, tell me.

Jin Kun pulled Yuanjing out of his arms and placed it on the table. He looked at the gait gaze filled with horror. Turns out the cook was so horrible. This dish actually made a supreme man cry and almost ate an eight-point god of war.

Do you want to be so strong?

Although he was curious about the taste of Mahogany Tofu, he pressed his curiosity when he thought about what happened to Kim Kunna.

Instead, he continued to turn his goals to the dishes in front of him, which were so rich in flavors and aromas that he was once again obsessed with eating, he couldn't help himself.

Kim Kun left. He left the shop with the half-dead elder Sun.

The gait is meant to stand at the door for a long time, watching quietly the back of two people leaving.

After a long time of eating at the White Fair, and in the appetite of his mighty, there is naturally no problem in finishing this table dish.

When the wine was full, the white exhibition, which had not tasted good for a long time, was comfortably touching the stomach and leaning against the chair.

His eyes squeezed and his thick eyebrows kept beating.

“Delicious… I haven't had such a delicious dish in a long time, it's been fun! ”

“Mr. President, as I was saying, Boss' cooking is impeccable, isn't it?” He smiled empty-handedly.

The white exhibition nodded, doing it from the position and resting for a while before formally shifting his gaze to the gait.

He's finished his dishes now, but he hasn't forgotten.

“Mr. Bao, this girl's training talent is so high, if she is a waitress in a small shop... she will be buried. ”

White Outlook said word for word to the gait that was shrinking on the chair.

The gait was lazy in the sun, and suddenly he heard the words, and suddenly his doubtful head turned towards him.

“What did you say? ”

“I said... Ouyang Xiaoyi, this girl will be delayed in staying in your shop as a waitress. Her talents are so good, she should find a good cultivation environment, and come to Japan, she must be an arrogant and powerful person in the land of Nanjiang. ”

Bai Zheng stood up and said seriously.

He saw the talent of Ouyang Xiaoyi. Such a genius naturally made him move the heart of love talent, so he wanted to accept Ouyang Xiaoyi.

Ouyang Xiaoyi, however, is the waiter of the Emperor's Shop. If he was the waiter of other ordinary shops, he might have taken them long ago. Where else would he ask so solemnly?

That is, the mysterious shop of foot formula that will make him such a mighty man.

“Oh... you want to take Xiaoyi as an apprentice? Ask her yourself. ”

Fang looked at the white exhibition with surprise, pulled the corner of his mouth, and raised his finger to Ouyang Xiaoyi's position, Dao.

White's eyes suddenly lit up, and the walking formula didn't prevent him from taking Ouyang Xiaoyi?

Great! Turns out the boss is such an enlightened man.

He will soon be able to cultivate a mighty man!

Pinched his fist, the white exhibition turned his head and looked at Ouyang Xiaoyi sitting next to the Enlightenment Tree not far away.

Unexpectedly, however, when he expressed his apprenticeship, Ouyang Xiaoyi reacted completely unexpectedly.

The little girl squeezed her lovely eyes, raised her head and looked at the coarse brow.

She asked seriously, "Have you fought a little black? ”

Who's Black?

White exhibition... Who is Black tall?

Standing behind the white exhibition, the emptiness, as soon as I heard the name Black, the subconscious thing was to look at the big black dog lying in front of the door snoring and sleeping...

“Ma'am, you may not know who I am, I am...”

“I don't care who you are. Have you ever played black?” Ouyang Xiaoyi directly interrupted his words, "he said.

White display is stiff, and the face is also a little ugly.

How dare she underestimate him? Who is he? He is the president of Baiyun Hills, the supreme of the house! Even in the land of Nanjiang, they are invincible masters!

“Who is that little black man... the boss is going to defeat him now, girl, you talent... can't waste it, it is only by being a disciple of Lord Baiben that we are on the right path. ”

The white exhibition was full of colour, standing up directly, and proud to say.

The muscles on his empty face beat violently...

The corner of the gait was smoked, and lying shrunk on the chair was shocked by the proud words of the white show.

Ouyang Xiaoyi was even weirder, winking her eyes wide, twisting her head and looking at the white exhibition.

“Tell me! Who's Black?! ”

White slanted eyes.

After that, Ouyang Xiaoyi stretched out her long, white finger, pointing directly... outside the shop.

White frowned and looked in the direction Ouyang Xiaoyi pointed out.

A dog… a fat black dog sleeping in front of the door all the time.

Um... isn't Black a human? It's a dog?

Bai Zhuang was stunned and half-witted, and then his heart was like a flame burning, and he got angry.

“No... how dare this girl look down on me? You think the president can't beat a dog?! ”

Ouyang Xiaoyi's eyes widened and he dumped a white eye...

After a dry cough, it was behind the white exhibition that whispered: “Well... Lord, this little black, is actually the one in the small shop... the Supreme Beast. ”

White exhibit's body was stiff and his face was stunned.

The Supreme Beast... the dog?

The supreme dog who killed Shuloman's honored man?

……

The big side city, the black tower rose arrogantly, a whistling sound tore past, the sound of the formation burst out, coming from outside the sky.

One of the blood guards sitting around the black tower opened his eyes violently, seemingly flashing.

Looking at the light coming out of the city like a meteor, his body moved.

With a long whistle, his body burst out of position, his true blood gust out, rolling and rolling.

He raised his hand and grabbed the light.

When his palms collided with the air waves, the air waves erupted.

The immense force of oppression retreated his body, and one face of the Blood Guard changed.

Boom!

A greater pressure erupted from the black tower.

Then the shaken shadow stepped out of it.

Handful of cute little feet, crystalline toes like coagulated white balls, stepped in the void and carried a ripple.

The high priest wore a belly pocket, a mask, and his show hands swayed in the void. The whole man stepped on the void and came to the blood guard, swinging at will, stopping the body of the blood guard.

Shiny show fingers, a bounce, suddenly bounced on the stream light, the light on the stream burst out, the spiritual fluctuations scattered.

The object in the stream emerged afterwards.

It's a gray white bead, and it's full of strange lines.

His chest, wrapped in his belly pocket, fluttered, his high priest's show hand grabbed the white bead, whispered softly, his voice was loud and sad.

“Dead soul beads are back, honorable... but they will never return. ”

“Distinguished... rest assured that Shuloman will avenge you, and the Master will surely avenge you... with his own blood! ”