Gourmet of Another World

The Dutchwoman can't wait to eat the rice dragon-blooded rice cooked by the pedestrian formula again, not only because of the intensity and refinement of the rice dragon-blooded rice, but mainly because the taste of dragon-blooded rice is so delicious compared to the natural treasures.

It was so wonderful to move her taste buds and make her tremble all over.

That feeling made her unconsciously addicted, and she wanted to taste the dragon's blood rice cooked again!

In contrast to the anxiety of the haunted woman, the pedestrian formula felt a bit of an egg ache.

It's not that he doesn't want to, but... the ingredients are gone.

Dragon blood rice is, but it is difficult to fully exploit the taste of dragon blood rice alone, without the moisture of the blood crown, the taste is actually more than one level different.

Of course, if you simply cook fried rice with dragon blood, the pedestrian formula can naturally be done.

It was even very delicious to be able to fry, which was not difficult for him.

But without the blood crown, the dragon-blooded rice wouldn't give the ghost enough energy.

Failure to achieve the perfect tasting experience is an insult to a chef.

The pedestrian formula naturally does not allow itself to make such dishes.

The dark eyes of the Ghost stared straight at the pedestrian formula, making the walker feel a little hairy, that simple look, with a few expectations.

Pedestrians feel guilty if they refuse her.

“Boy, didn't you have that crystalline purple medulla? ”

Not knowing when, the dog who was lying on his side and taking a nap suddenly came to the side of the pedestrian formula and whispered.

Crystalline purple medulla?

The gaze of the gait was bright, yes... although there was no blood crown, there was crystalline purple medulla in the gait, this celestial treasure, compared to the blood crown, the precision of crystalline purple medulla was absolutely very intense and plentiful, after all... the ghost girl was furious for crystalline purple medulla.

After thinking through it, the gaze suddenly fell on the dog.

He knew that the lazy dog would definitely propose the purpose of crystalline purple medulla, and would never be so simple.

The gait finds out how long it's been since this lazy dog's thoughts got so much better.

“Crystalline purple medulla is a great complement, even if it is not cooked, simply eaten, tastes good, and is rich in refinement… it has a very significant effect on breaking the curse of the Ghost.” The paparazzi gave the football cops.

The Dutchwoman was on her side, listening to the dog, and her eyes also became bright and bright.

There's nothing to talk about. Something's wrong with him.

“You're right, but let's find a way out of this cloudy sea. I'll cook a dish for this woman before I leave. ”

He said, walking forward without returning his head.

The Dutchwoman became a little anxious and stepped on her long legs and followed behind the gait.

“Old Step... is this your fat dog? Didn't you see him in the store?” Nangong's eyes lit up slightly when he saw the dog.

His first impression was that the black dog was really fat.

Second impression is such a fat dog, it tastes absolutely wonderful!

Nangong used to steal chickens in Danta, and when he saw the black dog, he wanted to touch it.

Stealing chickens and touching dogs... the most exciting!

But when he saw the black straight woman behind the gait, he was shaking.

He was really scared by this woman.

The dog seemed to have sensed that Nangong had no shortage of good looks, pulled the dog's mouth, lazy to ignore the comedy.

“We are in this mystery… how do we get out of here?” Instead of answering the indispensable questions of the South Palace, the pedestrian questioned the question.

They must need the help of the South Palace if they want to get out of this mystery.

This guy, although a little more amusing, is at least the heir to the Nangong family, and he definitely understands the secret more than they do.

If you know how to get in, then naturally you know how to get out.

“Going out now? ”

When Nangong heard about the problem, it was obsessive.

Why are you leaving?

What happened, is the war in mystery over? Have you finished competing for the opportunity or something?

“Yeah, why don't you go outside and stay here?” The gaze glimpsed him with a faint gaze and replied.

Nangong had a glimpse of the Ghost, and suddenly he had an impulse to follow the woman.

My hard work and hesitation came into this mystery in order to find an opportunity to regain the capital of the Nangong family.

But what did this woman do?

She imprisoned him in the dark and cold cabin, licking him from time to time.

And the result?

He missed everything...

So... he came here to play soy sauce?!

Go fuck yourself with soy sauce!

Why is the whole world hurting him?

It was as if the intangible arrow pierced his heart instantly, causing his tears to flow.

The formula doesn't understand why he's crying again...

How long has it been since I've seen this comedy become as crying as a woman?

Others are competing in the mystery. Is this a joke compared to being transgender in the mystery?

“The way out of this land is actually simple... One of the secret ways is that the Nangong family spent a lot of money in the land to build a transmission line, which is enough to get us out of this cloud sea secret...”

The South Palace was full of tears, he said.

He was bitter, but he didn't say.

“Transmission array?” Nod your head on foot, if you have a transmission array, that's fine.

“Can you find the location of the transmission array? Take us there and I'll cook you an enhanced version of the dragon-blooded rice.” The gait turned around and said to the haunted woman who stood behind him.

The Ghost nodded her head and raised her hand.

The pitch-black sails swept in the wind, picking up a raging wind, breaking open the waves, and traveling at speed.

“In a moment you'll be able to see the transmission array.” The Ghost says, "Don't forget what you said! ”

The gait nodded lightly.

Nangong snotted, dumped the red hair, pulled the gait to the side, and started asking questions about what was happening in the secret.

Though he came to play soy sauce in the clouds.

But... after all, he came here, he knew something, he went outside, someone asked, and he could answer, couldn't he?

The pedestrian formula did not think so much and told the South Palace everything.

Of course, some things were still hidden by him.

For example, I got those treasures, such as accidentally picking up phoenix eggs, etc...

“Nangong Xuancheng the old dog is dead?! Ha-ha-ha! I knew this old dog was going to die before he entered the world. ”

I heard Nangong Xuancheng the old dog actually died in secret.

The South Palace is just as sour as obtaining an unbridled edge.

He thought it was worth the trip, even if he didn't get anything, but it was enough that he got word of the old dog's death.

Without Nangong Xuanhe's old dog, he would have the opportunity to regain control of the Nangong family back in Tianlancheng.

But there is also a Nangong Xuan Tiger, who is also a strong man who has broken two chains of supremacy, and Nangong is not necessarily his opponent.

But none of this is a problem anymore.

As soon as Nangong Xuanhe's old man dies, the rest of the matter will be settled well.

“Look, that's where the transmission array is. ”

A slut who had never spoken suddenly opened her mouth.

Pointing to the distant beam that rises in the sky, it rushes towards the dome and into the dense clouds, causing the clouds to spin like a vortex.

It's magnificent.

The square stood on the deck and looked far away.

The law is situated on a vast island.

The Nangong family is truly a big pen, actually using the entire island as a transmission array.

On both sides of the helmship, there is a constant spiritual boat racing and breaking the waves, all of them survivors.

Once they arrived on the island, shadows burst out of it and stepped into formation.

After the gait confirmed the position of the formation, he nodded.

The black smoke rose in his arms and suddenly a pitch-black pan appeared in his hand.

Xuanwu pot is still so ancient and heavy, with a palpitating breath.

Open your mouth and a golden flame is sprayed out by him.

He began to fulfill his promise to cook a bowl of dragon-blooded rice for the Ghost, which is the final reward.

The Ghost is full of anticipation to stand.

The South Palace is also stretched out to look at the neck, some envious to look at the earth and the sky blue fire erupting from the footsteps.

I think... he was also a man who had the flames of heaven and earth!

Intense aromas emerge from the basalt pot, which intoxicate both the Nangong and the Mistress.

But this time, there's no blood crown, so the easy step is to replace it with crystalline purple medulla.

So he took a warm jade bottle out of the system space bag.

The jade was full of spirituality.

This jade is filled with crystalline purple medulla.

The crystalline purple medulla that opened up from the Yuanjing Ore.

The figure of the dog did not know when it had appeared next to the pedestrian, stared at the jade bottle in the hand of the pedestrian.

The familiar smell that floats out of the jade bottle excites the wolf dog.

Tongue lengthened, saliva splashed.

Jingyuan purple medulla, it's second only to drunken ribs!

The gait floats in the hand, carrying a suction, slightly at the mouth of the bottle.

A drop of purple, delicate droplets floated out of it and hung over his fingers.

That is the purple medulla of the crystalline source, just one drop, and it contains enough spiritual energy to make people tremble.

Put away the jade bottle, drag the jade bottle and float over the baseball pot.

In the eyes of everyone, the true vaporization of the toe of the foot made a sharp drill bit, crushing the droplet.

Sounds like you heard something broken.

Crystal source purple pulp sputtered away, a small drop, fell into the pot, but made the bright red dragon blood rice, instantly turned purple.

Purple is very vibrant.

Hot pot, sautéed, that aroma is more intense than before, and the scent is a little surprising to the detachment.

This crystalline purple pulp is such a powerful seasoning.

Intense energy, thin spirits, rolling hot air.

At the same time, it pours out of the pan, making people intolerable to inhale deeply.

Scoop the purple dragon-blooded rice out of the pan and pass the blue porcelain bowl to the Dutchwoman.

The woman couldn't wait to take the bowl, even if it was hot, and grabbing a piece of rice stuffed it in her mouth.

That... contrasts sharply with the cold looks.

“Football boy... what about me? I'll have one too! ”

“What about me? I haven't eaten in three days and three nights! ”

Just as the gaze retracted satisfactorily on foot, there were two incredible sounds of greed.

The sound gave way to a chill.