Gourmet of Another World

Your hand slipped?

Who the hell believes you slipped... you don't have any credibility in what you say.

Everyone on the screen sees the walking formula as innocent, and when they say it, everyone's hearts are filled with insolent defamation.

They naturally don't believe what the walking formula calls slippery hands.

In the deep pit in the distance, the fire was pouring, and Captain Wingman Valley's body had long been devoured by the fire.

The breath dies.

After all, Captain Wingman Valley was already seriously injured and was about to die when he was beaten with his paws.

As a result, the ruptured cow pill went down in the footsteps, and he would surely die.

No one thinks Captain Wingman Valley can survive, and indeed Captain Wingman Valley cannot.

Boom!

Fire rolls.

The next moment, suddenly, out of the flame, there was a holy burst of light, rushing toward the gait.

When he flew in front of the pavement, he blew it up.

It was like it was raining white.

The sanctimonious light covered the body of the pedestrian, but it looked quite beautiful.

The gait squints and looks at the light points that hang around you, revealing a little confusion in your eyes.

“What is this? ”

The footsteps whispered.

The golden horns and others arrived as fast as a stream of light and landed beside the gait.

Looking at the mist surrounding the gait, the face is ugly...

“I told you to stop. Why didn't you listen? ”

The golden horn looked ugly and asked.

“I slipped. ”

No emotional answer in step.

Hands behind your back, bland.

“Slippery? Do you think I'd believe that? ”

The corner of the golden horn is smoked.

Gyeonggi et al. also looked at the gait, some silent.

“You knew he was the great grandson of Wingman Valley, and you killed him?” Golden Horn Road.

“He's going to kill me, and I'm not going to kill him? ”

The pedestrian looked at the Golden Horn in confusion. Is there any other way to say this?

Golden Horn stagnated, then sighed.

“Do you know what this light rain is? This is the light rain released by Captain Wingman Valley before his death, covering you, which is tantamount to marking you, and the Avenger Wingman of Wingman Valley will find you in every corner of the world, and will not let you go. ”

“Revenge?” The gait squinted.

“Wingman Valley… a small world that must be reported, I asked you to stop, just to let you kill later, give us Captain Wingman Valley, he broke the rules and will be punished.” The golden horn looked at the gait and said with some helplessness.

Unfortunately, Captain Wingman Valley was killed by a beef pill on foot.

I really don't give a damn.

“Then take revenge. It's okay. Let them come. ”

Walking fade.

Speaking of which, the easy way to walk is to use bandages slowly and tie up the jogging arms.

Golden Horn doesn't know what to say, he can only watch the gait helplessly.

They are the guardians of the rules, but unfortunately they meet a bunch of unruly boys.

The foot of the square gently floated off the ground.

It landed in the pit.

That's where Captain Wingman Valley's body is.

As soon as his hand swept, a black jade plate fell into his hand.

Put away the black jade tray and gaze lightly at the prison owner and others, and move on.

Golden Horn and others are helpless.

They had come with the intention of maintaining order, but they seemed a little slow, and when they arrived, it was all over.

“Well, the semi-finals go on. Do yourselves a favor and act with caution, Huangquan River... it is dangerous. ”

The golden horn looked at the walking distance and said nothing but that.

Brush, brush!

The next moment, several of their warders disappeared again.

The strong men of the Hell Squad face each other.

The legal and legal champions of the Western Dynasty are also sitting on the ground with an ass.

They kind of got away with it.

The strong men of the Hell Squad looked at the law and the law and came out at a rapid pace.

A group of people came to the banks of the Yellow Springs.

The next test they need to face is if they cross the river.

Across the Huangquan River, you can reach Huangquan Town.

And when we get there, it means the semi-finals are over.

This semi-finals was a bloody race, and all the teams that came along were dead and wounded.

The Wings Valley was wiped out by the regiment.

The mighty in the abyss fled in horror and broke into the Yellow Springs River.

After all, Captain Wingman Valley's manipulation of two turns to Little Saint was all killed. They offended the pedestrians and how they could still live in the face of the pedestrians.

They still don't understand why this little chef has become so powerful.

The Yellow Springs River runs constantly and sounds brilliant.

Bloody rivers are flowing, with dead bones and dead souls.

The river doesn't smell any blood.

The river is not coagulated by blood.

Standing on the side of the Yellow Springs River, you can feel the water coming from the impact.

The next step is to cross the river.

But without ships, we can only cross the river with strength.

These dangers have alerted many of us.

Flying over the Yellow Springs River is forbidden, as hell has been rumored since ancient times, and once flown, it is likely to suffer catastrophe.

So every strong man who crosses the Yellow Springs chooses to take a boat across the river.

Just as the pedestrian hesitated to borrow the little haunted boat.

Legal and it is not yet known when you have arrived at the footsteps.

“Thank you for saving Boss Bo's life just now... If you have a boat, Boss Bo wants to spend time with you?” Legal and Jean laughed.

His face was a little pale, but the abyss poison in his body had long been forced out by him.

If you take care of it, you can restore it.

The pedestrian appeared to have a glance at the law and said: "You're welcome, saving you is only incidental. ”

Lawyer suddenly smiled.

In the Yellow Springs River, a bloody battleship crossed slowly.

That was the Battleship of the Abyss, who had already been frightened by footsteps and had taken the lead across the river.

The Hell Squad strong also took out a boat and naturally understood the Yellow Springs River better.

The legal mind moves.

Then a golden Buddha ship appeared.

The Buddha boat is in cash, engraved with patterns and a sense of peace of mind.

Walking on a Buddha boat, an invisible Buddhist light seemed to cover his body.

The eyebrows on the foot were slightly picked, and this Buddha seemed to have some tendency to want to drill into him, to moderate the gait.

But the Buddha was expelled.

The law on the side took a deep look at the gait.

Hurrah...

Buddha boat in the water.

The bloody river rushed and slapped onto the boat, suddenly lifting the splash.

Bloody splash with a striking visual impact.

The pedestrian tray sits on the deck, staring slightly down at the rolling river with a faint colour on its face.

Huangquan River, it's not the first time he's crossed the river.

Buzz...

On the river, suddenly there was a red mist, and the mist covered the river.

“The Amitabha Buddha, who says that the Yellow Springs River is mysterious and tends to live on the other side, now seems quite reasonable. ”

Law and Sang's hands together, looking at the blood fog, his face was incredibly serious.

Wow...

The boat drifts slowly.

Not far from the side are the vessels of the fuzzy Hell Squad and far away are the vessels of the abyss.

Three boats moving slowly...

It leaves a ripple on the river.

“What is that?! ”

All of a sudden, human shouts were echoed in the silent space.

It appears to be coming from the mouth of the distant abyss.

The face of the footsteps stifled.

The law and Jean are also hands together, looking far into the past.

I hate the abyss… the law and the sanctuary.

“Is it a lotus flower?! ”

“What a lovely lotus flower… I'll pick it! ”

“My God… are these lotus flowers sacred fairies? No... it seems like it's more than just a sacred fairy! ”

……

On the ship in the abyss, there was a disturbance.

Everyone was stunned.

The gaze of the pedestrian gaze flashed and the mind moved.

Lotus?

Lotus flowers on the Yellow Springs...

The next moment, there seemed to be a lightning bolt in the gait, recalling the scene of the Yellow Springs River.

“Love Lotus on the Yellow Springs...”

The gait muttered.

The mighty in the abyss must have encountered the mysterious Lotus Lotus.

The Lotus Lotus system used to prompt, as if it were a sacred ingredient, so that the system couldn't resist to prompt the treasure drug, it's remarkable.

Boom!

Abyss ship.

A strong man flew out of the boat.

Flying gently onto the Yellow Springs River, he slowly flew towards the quiet, floating Lotus Lotus.

The law and the law are in ten hands.

“Hell forgetting Lotus, that's what the legend says… represents death and calamity…” Law and law seem to know a lot of secrets, he said.

There was also a disturbance in Hell Squad vessels.

Boom!

Hell of a boat.

Some of the little saints also rush out, treading on the river, such as walking flat towards the Lotus of Forgetfulness.

To compete for the Lotus of Forgetfulness.

A legendary potion that naturally drives them crazy.

“Get out!”

The Abyss roared, and the Great War of Hell was fought.

The battle erupted instantly.

The waves were pounding, and the whole Yellow Springs River seemed to blow up.

However, the surroundings of the Forgotten Lotus are still quiet and floating quietly.

Sit on the boat board on foot, gazing heavily.

Boom, boom, boom!

The war is getting intense.

The mighty of the abyss and the mighty of hell have joined the battle.

Killed the dome from the ground!

Flushes out of the hazy mist.

However, the latter has just killed the blood mist.

Above the dome, suddenly a bloody palm emerged empty-handed.

His palm covered the day as if it were the devil's palm, covered with a blast.

Hellfire and Abyss are caught in the Yellow Springs...

The Yellow Springs River is forbidden to empty, and those who are not powerful shall not empty.

The howl stopped...

Wow...

A floating corpse rose from the river.

It is the bodies of the mighty and the abyss.

These bodies float, surrounding Lotus Forgotten, slowly floating...

Like singing a sad song.

Suddenly.

In a hazy mist of blood.

A leaf canoe came swinging.

A gentle flute came out of the canoe.

It was against the intrusion of the flute that the eyes of the law and the sanctuary suddenly shrunk, his face changed dramatically, his hands closed ten times, his knees sat down, he began to recite the Buddha's Book, and his body blossomed with gold.

Standing up on foot, he held his hand, stood on the boat board, the wind blew, blowing his sparrow feather robe on his body and hunting.

“Forget Lotus, soul fisherman... it's been a long time. ”

The gait is faint.

A gentle flute, full of charm.

Slowly floating, it seems to wash people's memories, make them forget everything, and set them on a path to life.

Wearing a casket, wearing a bloody coat, Old Ong's beard pulled and grabbed a white bone flute, the whistling truly came out of the white bone flute.

The whistle goes in the ear.

The gait's eyes blossom suddenly.

The next moment, in the vortex of the spiritual sea, the mythology opened its eyes abruptly.

Mind leaked out like a rainbow.

The flute was blown away.

Last time, the pedestrian had to rely on the dog to resist the flute. Today, the pedestrian has a sense of mindfulness and has long been fearless.

Wow...

The flute stopped.

The soul fisherman holds the fishing rod and gently hangs over the body of the strong around the Lotus forgetfulness.

A distorted soul was caught and stuffed into a basket on a canoe.

“It's horrible...”

Both the law and Sang's nose were filled with red blood, and he looked at the old monk on the Yellow Springs River with horror.

The square stood on the boat's board, gazing directly at the old man, and suddenly a gleam flashed past him.

“Go back to life, go back to life...”

Old Ong laughed softly.

The elderly have taken their souls, and the bodies of the abyss and the mighty of hell have sunk into the river and become dead bones.

Old Ong seems to have sensed something.

He raised his head violently and looked at the gait on the Buddha boat.

Mm-hmm.

Old Ong's gaze is concentrated, familiar face...

“It's you... looking for Old Ong and I want a young man with a flower. ”

Old Ong was sitting on a canoe and the sound of dumbness rang across the Yellow Springs River.

Watching Old Ong on foot, the corner of his mouth was slightly ripped.

Nahe Hana...

“Do you have any more flowers in your hands? ”

Watching the old man on foot, Dao.

“Neha... yes, from one petal to nine. ”

Old Ondo.

The gaze of the pedestrian gaze stifled.

Nine valleys of Naihe flower… the breathing of the footsteps became impatient.

The previous Huangquan Naihe wines, made from a leaf of yellow spring grass and a petal of naihe flowers, taste good, but are no longer of the highest grade for today's pedestrians.

It was so easy to come back to hell.

Came to the Yellow Springs.

How can a walking formula go home empty-handed?

I've always wanted to make a great glass of wine!

With nine leaves of yellow spring grass... and nine valves of Nahe flower...

With his hands in his arms, he stepped out on foot and suddenly came out of the sky above the boat.

“Old man, I don't know what I can do for you if I want nine flowers.” The pedestrian asked.

“Nine flowers, young man... your appetite is getting bigger, now you don't have the dog to guard you...”

Old Ong said.

Buzz...

Finish.

Flip your hands.

A flower like a white orchid is suspended in his hand, and the flower is holy white, with nine petals, and the intense energy is exhaling.

“This is the Nine Valves Neha... If you want, you can trade your life for...”