Gourmet of Another World

“Purple Cloud?! My aunt... how did you get here? ”

The mighty man of Tianquan Holy Land saw the purple cloud mixing with Pluto Luha's mouth, and his beard almost gave him .

If this scene is seen by Purple Venerable, then it will be... and who the hell is this guy? How dare you! Even Zizheng's daughter dare to bubble, even if she wants to be slapped by Zizheng as a fool!

The powerful took a deep breath and ignored the laughing eyes of the other strong people around him. His figure flashed and he appeared next to the Virgin of the Purple Cloud.

“Ling Lao, why are you here?” The Purple Cloud Virgin saw the mighty and powerful man of Heavenly Springs Sanctuary, and she laughed and asked.

She is ready to slip away at this moment.

I didn't expect to meet the powerful man of the Holy Land here. If Ling Lao insisted on bringing her back, she couldn't struggle at all. After all, Ling was always a powerful man, stronger than her father's purple princess.

Ling Lao first looked at the Purple Cloud Virgin, and the next moment, his eyes became indifferent and arrogant. He glanced lightly at the Pluto, and his eyes were filled with scrutiny.

“Who are you? What is the purpose of approaching the Holy Land of Tianquan?! ”

Old Ling's words are very unsolicited, and the tone of the tone is a little higher than oppression.

“Old Ling! It's not Brother Ha's business. ”

The Purple Cloud Virgin's face changed as soon as she heard the old man's tone. Hurry and say it.

However, Ling's face did not fluctuate at all, staring closely at the Pluto...

Other strong people around them also have a smiley, non-laughable look.

This is interesting...

The Virgin of Heavenly Springs Holy Land was abducted by an anonymous boy. I'm afraid this is going to be a big event in the Holy Land!

Each of these strong people around them has a strong aura, some stepping on top of the flying sword, others blooming in glow and walking in the air.

Purple Cloud is not stupid at this moment is clear, this Taotie Valley I'm afraid something big is about to happen.

She suddenly had some regrets, why she brought her brother to the wrong place... and was hit by the elders of the Holy Land.

At this moment, the Pluto did not hear the old words at all. His eyes were half open and a black circle appeared on it, staring straight at the direction of the Immortal City.

In that direction, Pluto Luha felt a familiar aura.

The smell, the pores all over him, had to bloom, and the breath was thin.

That familiar feeling... is it...

Pluto Luha's lips were all trembling, and his eyes suffered from loss. Fearing that this was his illusion again.

“The familiar smell… is it the spicy smell of beauty? ”

Spicy strips?

It's that little young gait with the spicy strips!

This young man really didn't lie to him, the pedestrian formula is really in this Taotie Valley, this place really has spicy strips!

When you think of spicy strips, Pluto Luha is all spirited up.

He was really lonely without spicy bars... now he can taste spicy bars right away, he still has a little excitement.

Ling Lao's face is the color of iron and blue at this moment.

Is this kid ignoring him?

He is the mighty man of Tianquan Holy Land. When has he ever been so ignored?

This kid...

Just as Ling Lao prepared to teach Luohua a lesson, his face suddenly stirred, his head turned to the direction of Xiancheng, where there was a big explosion!

Here we go!

Ling Lao's breath changed instantly, stepping out, his figure stood high on the sky and his eyes looked as far away as electricity.

“Ziyun, stay here... don't run around until my husband returns.” Ling said seriously.

When the voice fell, the void beneath Ling's feet began to crumble, and his figure suddenly blurred into the void.

The other strongmen of the Holy Land were also eye-catching, moving their shapes towards the valley of Taotie.

It was just for a moment that the place, which was still quite haunting, became cold, leaving only one purple cloud and Pluto Luha.

“Brother Ha... something big seems to be going on in there, let's not go in there.” The purple cloud looked at Luha the Pluto and said carefully.

“What are you afraid of? Come with the king. The king will show you what real delicacies are!” The Pluto said.

The next moment, you'll be walking towards the Taotie Valley.

Ziyun stunned. When she saw the Pluto go, she hurried to follow suit. As for Ling's orders, ignore her!

……

Slip!!

Clear soup splashes.

A mouthful of beauty swallowed the face of a chopstick. His eyes were squinting. The bloody noodles were shining in the sun, and the beauty was overwhelming.

The bloody mouthfeel has no imaginary bloody taste, but rather a hint of flour, which is not intense and graceful.

In the midst of grace, there is also a sad breath.

The grief of the burial ground made the smeller couldn't help but raise his head, closed his eyes and took a breath.

Not just him, but the other judges, like him, closed their eyes and felt grief flowing through their mouths, that grief, making them feel heavy.

It was the grief of ninety-nine birds of the Spiritual Beast, as if a giant stone were pressed against their hearts.

Even the corners of people's eyes appear moist, with a drop of crystal gliding down their faces.

The smeller lifted the soup and blew it gently. The heat grew away. He sipped the noodle soup.

Grunting.

The noodle soup entrance, a slight meaty flavor erupts, and the crisp broth looks light but has a rich to extreme meat flavor.

The smell of human skin is all wrinkled up, and the goose bumps inevitably appeared...

“It is the face of the heavens… Ouyang Feng is the name of the king. ”

Others also put down the noodle bowl, and everyone's face appeared silent, with a little weight in it.

A mouthful of soup, a mouthful of soup, they felt that their whole person seemed to have fallen into the cry before the death of 99 animal birds.

It's a lovely and hateful dish.

Love is because he's delicious, hate is because he's cruel.

Yes, the face of heaven is cruel.

Hand slaughtered 99 animal birds, hardly cooking a dish.

Repressed, heavy... negative energy blasting shed.

But this noodle is delicious...

“This bowl of noodles... my sister wants to cry.” The orange stretched out its long, greasy palm and wiped its own corner of the eye, "he said.

Others nodded profoundly.

The audience was silent, they could not feel the sadness of heaven, but a heavy feeling could be seen in the judges' faces.

This is a delicious dish that can influence your dishes, that's enough!

“Okay, here's the recipe for the pedestrian. ”

The Six Elders suppressed the grief in their hearts, and seriously said, if the Elder is not present, then he is the presiding officer of this jury.

But the crowd obviously hosted better than imagined, everyone nodded and looked in anticipation at that end... dark soul face.

Looking at the faces in front of them, they were all strange colors of faces, face to face.

This bowl of noodles is called dark soul... where is dark, where is soul?

Look at this platter... what the fuck is it called?

That cute ho bag egg lays on its face, all over the bowl, and that ho bag egg, like a smiling face...

This is supposed to be called... a stupid smile, isn't it?

“This is a joke...”

Yan Yu smiled coldly and looked at the bowl with ridicule.

The other judges were also unable to speak, and looked at this side without knowing what to say.

People's heavenly funeral face is really full of sadness, you can't take a false dark soul face because you want to compete with others.

The audience was also loud and heard each other.

Obviously, they don't like the noodles either.

The pedestrian naturally does not know how much noise his face has caused, and he is preoccupied at this moment with the dishes in his cooking hands.

He needs to rely on this dish to tear Wangtong apart.

His body, full of spiritual strength, his spiritual sea seemed to be boiling.

When Wang Ouyang looked at him, he turned his head and continued to look at the judge chairman.

He knew that the side of the gait was definitely not that simple.

So he doesn't have that kind of confidence in winning tickets.

The smeller looked at the bowl face with a smile and a faint mouth.

“It's delicious, it doesn't taste good, it doesn't bother you, you just know it when you eat it. Besides, we haven't tried it. It's too early to make a decision now...”

The sniffer said.

He slipped his chopsticks, licked his lips, revealed a few colors of anticipation in his eyes, held up the dark soul face of the gait, and pulled it into his mouth...

Sneaky...

The sound of the pickpockets clearly reached everyone's ears.

And after the smeller pulled his face, the whole body was stiff.

His eyes gradually grew bigger and then widened, and then... the blood was thick!

This... the ghost is really a dark soul!