Gourmet of Another World

Most afraid of the sudden silence of the air.

Huang Quan Dasheng was stunned, his eyes widened, and he looked at the gait. The incredible colour of the beads in his eyes was like a thunderbolt in the sunny sky, breaking through the sky.

The pedestrian was also stubborn, slightly opening his mouth, trying to say something, but never saying it.

The great saint of Yellow Springs lifted the cake in his hand and took a look at it. The cake was round and golden with two flaps set against the cut spiritual fruit.

But... he hasn't eaten a cake yet.

I have a bad feeling about the Great Sacred Heart of Huang Quan.

He opened his mouth and couldn't help but feel a surge of hot air in his chest. Later, he gathered in his mouth and eventually sprayed out thin.

In the air, red fireballs were turned, and the fireballs blew up like brilliant fireworks.

Beautiful, 100% skill...

Well, there's nothing for eggs.

This...

“How come your abilities haven't vanished? ”

The gait was also slightly surprised, looking at the Great Saint of Yellow Springs, questionable opening.

“Half an hour has passed, under normal circumstances, your abilities should have disappeared... is it because your abilities are too chicken ribs, so prolong the time to disappear?” The gait thinks about it, opens up.

Yellow Springs Dasheng now has a dark face like a pot bottom.

The words on the foot gave him a little hope, which would be nice if it was really like the words on the foot.

Otherwise, his hall, the Great Sage of Yellow Springs, will spray a fireball in the middle of a war with others.

That scene will be extremely embarrassing.

It's like selling jugglers on the street, grabbing a wooden stick, spraying it up, suddenly the wooden stick on the fire ball flourished...

He's the great saint of the Yellow Springs in hell, not a street juggler!

Another half hour has passed.

The Great Sage of Yellow Springs sits on a chair with a very dark face.

On foot, selling cakes is very hot.

Many people bought cakes with flower medallions and were delighted.

150,000 Plutocrystals is more than enough, but it's basically a little holy to buy a cake, and 150,000 Plutocrystals isn't really hard to get it out.

Some saints, more luxuriously, eat the cake to feel the effect of the cake.

Boom!

As the little saint tried to verify the efficacy of the cake, a strand of chemical gas poured into his body.

The little Saint's gaze dawned.

The next moment, two pairs of white wings emerged behind them.

Wings flapping, velocity timed into streaming light to break through the sky...

Fixing is also constantly rising, although not much, but it makes the little Saint excited and ecstatic.

Looks like he's really lucky.

And this makeup cake, it really makes people have makeup.

Only with good luck, maybe we can really, as Boss Bao said, make a big sacrifice and attack the underworld jail.

Then, maybe it's really time for fame.

The great saint of Yellow Springs glanced at the ecstatic little saint and suddenly groaned.

Sounds like thunder.

Blow up on the ear of the little saint, making the little saint stay like a wooden chicken.

“Roll, roll! Don't ever do this again, or I'll stab you with one finger! ”

Huangquan Dasheng threatened with a black face.

Little Saint, flap the wings behind you and leave the shop.

The gaze of pedestrian curiosity came.

Huangquan Dasheng's nostrils widened, glanced at the walking formula, then opened his mouth...

Boom...

Another brilliant ball of fire sprayed out, blowing up in the air, like a brilliant flower.

When the fireball appeared, the Great Saint of Yellow Springs almost looked black in front of him.

It's over...

His great saint Huang Quan's first English name was destroyed on a piece of cake.

“It really is a permanent ability… you… you are the legendary Son of God! ”

The gait widened his eyes and looked at Huang Quan Dasheng and said.

He was really surprised, and the system said, "How hard would it be to get permanent power from a makeup cake?" That's about a tenth of a million.

But?

Yellow Springs Dasheng actually gained permanent power with the second piece of cake.

Though it's a bit of a chicken rib, but... who cares?

This is bad luck.

The gaze of a walking surprise made Huang Quan Dasheng want to slap him to death.

He's also a little confused right now, whether he's lucky or unlucky...

I took a look at the last piece of cake in my hand, and Huang Quan Dasheng also had some hesitation.

As the only child of choice who has gained permanent ability to eat cakes, he should be fascinated by his luck.

But…

Thinking about it, Huang Quan Dasheng gave up eating the last piece.

The ghost knows that if he turns on another permanent skill for spraying water, he can only cry in silence at the corner of the wall.

Walk into the kitchen.

After a while, I walked out again.

Take out a basket of makeup cakes again.

And the diners who bought the cake, they left the restaurant, and everyone was so excited.

The news of make-up cakes in small restaurants soon spread all over hell.

Making cakes can give people who eat cakes unimaginable make-up, if you have the luck to even achieve the Great Sacred Realm briefly from the Little Sacred Realm.

As long as you have faith in yourself, a piece of cake can get you to the top of your life.

There is also a one-in-10,000 chance of gaining permanent capability.

Like the Great Sage of Yellow Springs, it permanently gains the ability to erupt.

The news spread, less than a day later, all over hell.

The first time anyone heard about it, it was kind of nasty.

Making cakes?

What the hell is that?

With luck?

Do you have any more of these? Eating a piece of cake is like a raffle...

Many people were originally skeptical.

However, when a diner, in front of many strong people, smoked a piece of cake, chewed on beauty, rubbed and swallowed it.

The little Saint Times turned into a giant more than five metres tall, with an enormous amount of energy haunting his body.

Originally, the strength of the Seven Split Little Saints, also in a moment, reached the Nine Split Little Saints.

That would shock everyone.

It improves the strength of two spins in a row, which is much better than Nahe, the ultimate yellow spring.

Half an hour later, of course, the little saint was restored, but there was no ups and downs or collapses.

It boils everyone again.

This is a means of amplification without any side effects. If a man has a piece of cake, faces the mighty in prison, during the Great War, a piece of cake bites down, gaining powerful abilities, you can definitely beat the enemy by surprise!

As the propaganda of the owner of the cake said, if eating the cake becomes the Holy Big Holy, then it should have a history of green.

In this epoch, leave a rich ink penny.

Everyone has a big holy dream, for which they are happy not to rush each other!

For that little chance, that little edge.

So when the news comes out, the whole hell boils.

The valves of the world's doors, friction fists rubbed their hands and flew towards the Huangquan Shop.

This time, it was even hotter than the sale of the finest Yellow Springs.

In front of the small store, the head was buoyant for a while, and the entrance was like a city.

Step out of the kitchen in a basket and bring out the makeup cake.

I'm not happy selling cakes.

Had it not been for the limit of three dollars per person per day, the roof of the Yellow Springs store would have been lifted.

Those diners, they're crazy.

Golden Horn Silver Horn prison owners also flew over.

Pluto Luha, the dragon warden and the dog don't know where he went.

The underworld tiger looked at it but did not launch an attack for the time being and may be waiting for a moment.

So the rest of the prison owners, when they found out about the pedestrian maker, rushed in. If this cake is really so magical, it will definitely be a powerful weapon against the underworld!

Of course, so much news about hell can't hide from the underworld.

The people of the Underworld were also informed of the news.

But most people snort.

“Making cakes? A piece of cake can take away the creation of heaven and earth? This is ridiculous...”

“Hell is to relieve the pressure placed on them by our underworld army, which is why we are sending this uncharted message as a deterrent to our military hearts. ”

“Hell's people are idiots who deserve to be trampled by me in the near future. ”

……

The mighty men of the Penitentiary breathed heavenly and stood above the dome.

The armies of the underworld began to gather.

Those marching around a small world are all returning and assembling in the void.

An army of fire demons, an army of shadow demons, an army of undercooks...

After subjugating the surrounding small world, the Nine armies gathered in the center.

The smell of terror is like turning into a giant beast, breaking through the heavens and the earth.

The horn of war sounds, tearing the tent apart, and deafening.

Everyone beneath this trumpet is a bloody roaring heaven.

One battleship stretches across the sky, each with a large army on its boards, and one of the most powerful men of the Nine-Rotate Little Holy Class sitting in town.

The battleships passing by, the suppressed void, are all overwhelming sounds.

Brings a heavy and repressive breath.

In the sky, a stream of light flies by.

Instantly suspend the void.

A long silver sword flew over the body of a sword stood in the hands of an old man in a grey robe, the ancestor of a sword demon.

In the void, as if there were a huge imagination, a creature like a flame, burning the void, a terrible heat wave sweep.

This is the ancestor of the fire demon pulse.

Of the nine tribes, all the ancestors of the six tribes emerged.

They were tall, a small, twisted world above their heads, and the will of heaven fell over their bodies.

And baked them, like the real gods, and let the armies tremble.

As the ancestors joined the battle, the entire ruins boiled completely.

Boom!

The void was crushed.

Tens of thousands of underworld armies, call signs in the void.

From the distant void, across, with a terrible sense of oppression, straight to hell.

And hell.

The heat of buying cakes has gradually come to an end.

The strong ones who bought the cake ended up returning to their hearts.

All the valves of the world are attacked by the whole army, which has gathered into an army, led by the strong valves of the world against the army of the underworld prison.

Hell is strong, and that's why the underworld brings together all the warring armies.

It's already given hell a lot of respect, but for hell, it's a disaster.

The armies of the Nine Penitentiaries gather together and are strong, unless the Old Pluto is able to lead the Hell Army and resist for a while.

But now Old Pluto Tianxiao is long gone.

How can hell resist?

Hell earth, frontier prison dragon gate, hundreds of thousands of troops assembled.

Everyone looked up at the distant void.

There, the dark clouds come.

Above the dark clouds, there is a pounding figure, a terrible smell, all over the sky.

Buzz...

Outside hell, an invisible shield emerges.

A curtain that separates the Underworld Army from the Hell Army.

War, it seems, is imminent.

……

Huang Quan Shop.

The morning sun shines over the earth.

The restaurant was opened on foot and a cold breeze blew in.

The cold winter of hell seems to be upon us.

The gait looked at the door of the doorknob and the expression on his face didn't change much.

None of the cake buyers ever came back, which gave a signal.

That's when the war started.

The war of invasion of hell by the Underworld, a war to defend the homeland.

Breathe out gently on foot.

A chair was pulled, placed in front of the restaurant door, and shrunk on the chair.

The sun is shining and the ocean is slightly warm.

Squeak.

The little fox doesn't know when to jump out of Ghost's arms and jump into the stomach of the walking trail.

This little guy, his spirited eyes, kept spinning.

The corner of the square mouth pulled, rubbing the latter's head.

With one swing of hand, a bursting bull pill appeared.

The little fox's eyes lit up and grabbed the ruptured bull pill passed by the pedestrian formula and stood on the stomach of the pedestrian formula, eating it beautifully.

Little claws with bursting bull pills, mouth stuffed drums, not happy to eat.

Xiaoyu was dressed in a black dress with straight legs, white and seductive.

She stood at the door, behind a chair on foot.

Looking up at the distance.

In the dark eyes, it was as if there was a bright light flowing.

Hell was her home, and although she had been banished, it still belonged to her anyway, and she was still in danger.

In the distant dome, it's as if a black hole is expanding.

It was a haze in the veil.

Suddenly.

The chair creaked.

Standing from the position, the gait stuffed the little fox eating the bursting bull pill into the arms of the little ghost.

In the eyes of little doubt.

Step forward with your hands in your arms.

“Help me look at the store for a while, I'll pay some debts...”

Walking is said to Xiaoyu, and the words remain on Xiaoyu's ear.

His figure has disappeared into a hazy fog.

Xiaoyu hugged the little fox and watched the back of the gait disappear, saying nothing.

Instead, he walked out of the Huangquan Shop and left the rebuilt Huangquan City.

Coming out of town.

He walked like he was shrinking.

With his hands in his arms, the sparrow feather robe and hair float in the wind.

When he reached the banks of the Huangquan River, he stepped out and stepped into the Huangquan River.

Step on the waves.

Far away.

The river is haunted by fog.

A small boat, shaking.

There was a desolate flute that haunted the whole river.