Gourmet of Another World

The army of the underworld defeated.

The great saints of the Underworld also retreated because of the arrival of the paparazzi and the pressure on their puppet ancestors.

A fierce war of invasion culminated in a tragic defeat on the part of the underworld army.

Everyone knows, of course, that this is not the end, and that the underworld army, though defeated, will surely come back to life, and the next time, it will be even more devastating.

In this war, Di Hearing, the most powerful of the nine tribes of the underworld puppet ancestors and the underworld prison, did not participate in the war, although it is not known why they did not participate in the war.

But that's exactly why it gave Hell a chance to breathe.

Oversized ancestors have fallen.

Once it gets back to the Underworld Prison, the whole prison will blow up the pot.

The ancestors of the dominion, the great success of the great holy, the dominion of a spiritual figure, but eventually fell into this war.

This is as shocking and shocking as a catastrophe for the powerful.

Without an ancestor, the status of a superior will slip sharply and even become a mattress in the Nine Nations.

Though the dominant pulse still has the Great Sacred Sitting Town, the dominant ancestors who can sustain the entire community are gone, but it is the dominant pulse that makes it difficult to have that kind of power.

In the battlefield of the stars, it gradually became quiet.

There are only crumbling meteorites and the great sacred blood flowing.

Starry battlefields, since ancient times, have been home to the City of the Great Holy Grave, where countless great holies have fallen.

This battle between the Underworld and Hell is comparable to the battle that the Pluto Tian hid in the Underworld.

There are countless holy saints who have spoken blood in that war.

But in that war, hell was the defeat, and this time, hell was the defeat.

Hell, Hell Dragon Gate.

Above the walls.

The mighty of hell are all cheering with their arms up.

Each of them is so excited that it's hard to contain their emotions.

The battle was not easy, and the hell side was devastated.

Some of the valves were even overthrown.

But this is war, and if it hadn't been for walking pancakes, this war, hell wouldn't have lasted long.

The only thing famous for this war is make-up cakes.

A piece of cake is made, a piece of cake is turned around.

The dragon is on top of the prison.

Looking at the dying battlefield, the smoke was pouring, and the ground was covered with corpses and blood flowing like rivers.

Everyone is silent.

The cruelty of war, at this moment, bloody shows up in front of them.

Ice Holy White Skirt, Fenghua Era, she stood on the walls of the city, looking at the ground full of sores, a long breath of exhalation.

The pedestrians and others stood on it.

Huang Quan Dasheng gazed, his mouth slightly upward, as if something good had happened. He looked at the gait and stopped wanting to talk.

“Never mind, I'll talk to you when I get back to the restaurant. ”

Huang Quan Dasheng grinned.

Little ghosts stood by the gait, silent.

Pluto Luha, for his part, went with Yinglong in the post-war management of order.

Although the war is briefly over, it does not mean that it is over.

The heart of the underworld's unified ruins will certainly not end like this.

So after prison, we'll definitely start over again.

By then, it would have been with a much more terrible killing machine, because that time, perhaps the puppet ancestors, Diting, etc. were all in the war.

On their side of Hell, they lack such a mighty man.

The pedestrian formula seemed to suddenly recall something, looking at the Great Saint of Yellow Springs and the Ice Saint.

The longest they have lived, perhaps they will know.

“The puppet ancestor said the dog was going to take the last step? And it's bound to stop. What does that mean? ”

Yellow Springs Grand Saint and Ice Saint looked at each other and their faces grew heavy.

“Big sister, you tell me. ”

Huang Quan Dasheng glanced at the ice saint and thought about it.

Ice Holy nodded.

“Do you know why the battle between Diting and the Puppet Ancestors did not take place? ”

Ice Sheng asked.

The gait shook its head in confusion.

This is also a mystery in the pedestrian formula, if the puppet ancestors and Diting are in the war, hell will never hold up their fight.

“Because they can't, they can't fight...”

“At their level, the thought is to take the next level. That level, it's like a hazy fog, I can't touch it, I can't guess...”

Ice Sacred Road.

“Once Pluto Tian Tian Tian touched this level, but he gave up, choosing to conquer the world, to conquer the underworld. ”

“Diting ancestors should also reach this level, as for the puppet ancestors may not be nearly... However, the puppet ancestors need to protect Diting from disturbance, so this crusade to hell did not come. ”

The gait nodded with no expression.

“So, you mean, did the paparazzi get to that level? How did the dog get his claws out? ”

Ice Sheng's long lashes trembled slightly.

Looking at the pedestrian formula, he said: "Hell dogs should have just stepped into that level… so they can easily get out and help, and wait until the critical time, a little interference can lead to failure. ”

Pedestrian pondering, no wonder the puppet ancestors were so horrified when they learned that the dog had entered that level.

“Until Diting stabilizes… the puppet releases his hand, fearing that it will destroy Hell Dog's breakthrough.” Ice Sheng said.

He nodded his head on foot. Maybe the dog had a plan of his own.

……

The war shocked the small world around the ruins.

No one thought that the underworld would attack with all its strength and be resisted by hell.

Even the superior ancestors and the horn ancestors died tragically in the battlefield of the stars.

The strong men of the Vajra excitedly pinched their fists.

Their kingdom of the Vajra was broken by the superior ancestors. On the flesh, the kingdom of the Vajra is much weaker than the superior.

Unfortunately, the Vajra kingdom has now become an accessory to the Underworld.

But this does not prevent them from being excited when they learn about the tragic death of their superior ancestors.

The West Sutra, the Buddha World, the Soul World, etc., are all boiling.

An unstoppable penitentiary, eaten in the battle against hell.

Hell is hell, even without Pluto's heavenly hiding, it is still not easy to provoke.

But they also know that hell blocks this incursion, only temporarily.

The goal of the Underworld is to unite the ruins of the great, making the whole of the Underworld into the great world, while the Underworld becomes the centre of the great world.

The Underworld will never give up its hellfire.

Soon after, when the Great World plans to start, hell will never be able to withstand the madness of an underworld attack.

……

Hell.

Huangquan City, Huangquan Shop.

Once again, in front of the restaurant, the fire is raging.

The war is over, and the fame of the colorful makeup cakes is all over hell, and now almost everyone in hell knows the name of the makeup cakes at the Yellow Springs Shop.

That's amazing enough to turn the war around.

Unfortunately, however, the owners of the small shops, after the war, cut down the sales gates of the maker cakes.

You could have bought three pieces per person per day, but now you can only buy one.

Most people, however, have no complaints and are happy to buy them.

Some of the valves are also specially assigned to wait in front of small shops.

As soon as the restaurant door opens, they buy the cake.

Enough cakes will surely come in handy in future wars.

Every valet in the world is not stupid, and this war hell seems to have been won, yet only the hell knows the crisis.

Once the Underworld strikes again, hell will be unbearable.

Because the Underworld will attack again, there will definitely be a stronger blend, and by then, there will be no top strong people sitting in the town of Hell, definitely can't hold it.

Although war is not just about the top strong, how can it resist if the top strong are all mismatched?

In this world, after all, powerful people have a say.

Tingling bell...

The kitchen curtains were lifted open on foot.

The gait came out of it.

He held up his sleeves, revealed his white arms, and held a basket of makeup cakes in his hands. The hot makeup cakes are now a bestseller at the Yellow Springs Shop.

Knock it off and put a basket of cakes on the table at the restaurant.

This is the last basket of cakes today.

The cakes made daily by foot are also limited, almost three baskets, and will not be sold again after the sale.

The queues are long overdue.

Hand over the money, hand over the goods.

Making cakes, it was bought away.

Some people buy makeup cakes to make the air of makeup in them.

Some people buy cakes simply for their delicious taste.

Excluding that magical makeup, the makeup cake is also delicious for a lot of people to pour.

Some people, who come not far, spend tens of thousands of dollars on meditation, just to taste a piece of cake.

When the last makeup pie was sold out.

The easy way to walk is to tell the diners who are still queuing that today's maker sale is over.

Of course, some regret it.

Some people are still in line, even if it's not for making cakes, for other foods, it's worth the line.

Pfft...

The flames are in the air.

Cooking in the kitchen takes place in the heat of the day.

At the end of the war, the business of the shop got better again.

Xiao Yi temporarily became a waiter, helping to serve dishes on foot, but saving a lot of trouble on foot.

Sometimes the fox helps the ghost, but it's a good coincidence.

Hot red roasted meat, luminous lumps of meat in the light, makes the mouth of the little fox flowing inexorably.

Being a waitress is also a form of torture, especially for foods like foxes.

So, the little fox couldn't help but run back into the countryside.

Yellow Springs Grand Saint occasionally came to the restaurant and just ordered a serving of wine, beautifully sitting at the table.

Hold the green jade altar, touch the mouth of the green jade altar, gently sip the wine, even just to moisten the lips.

Then you will enjoy a similarly large mouthful of food.

This kind of life makes Huang Quan Dasheng quite comfortable.

At least, it's happier than before when you only knew how to grip grass.

Pluto Luha finally recovered his freedom.

Run to Yellow Springs now if you have nothing to do, you are constantly entwined by the pedestrian, just for the spicy strips.

But the pedestrian formula didn't bother him either. Still gave him the spicy strips.

And then he was holding spicy strips, and in the restaurant, he was nagging with some of the moments.

After a moment of nagging, he swallowed some spicy strips and looked happy, making him sink himself.

Because of a small shop.

The remote city of Yellow Springs, which no one had asked about, was as if it were the heart of hell.

The great families will send strong members of their families to buy houses in Yellow Springs.

Some scatterers are also known to gather in Huangquan City.

The surrounding towns, the surrounding cities, are constantly migrating.

The original desolate city of Huangquan, gradually expanding, became a big city.

The original Forbidden Soul City, which is now Huangquan City's owner, is laughing at the back of his ear.

He came all the way from an unknown city owner, and suddenly became the famous city owner of Hell Hehe.

And it's all just because of a restaurant.

Of course, he himself is a frequent visitor to the restaurant.

The day closes.

Yet Huangquan City's nightlife is only just beginning.

On the street, all kinds of hot snack stalls came out.

On both sides of the street, pedestrians, flower lights, courtesy lights, all kinds of food snacks, everything.

As a result of a restaurant that led to commercial trade in Huangquan City, Huangquan City became the famous culinary city of hell.

A variety of specialty foods gather in Yellow Springs.

And by night.

Nor will the footsteps be nestled in restaurants today.

Then you walk out of the restaurant with a little ghost, a little fox.

Wandering over the streets like the Night City.

Taste the delicacies of hell and feel the terroir of hell.

Hell is vast, but the gait doesn't have time to finish him off.

I've only been to Goddess City before and now only wander around Yellow Springs City.

But enough for the gait.

The flourishing of Yellow Springs brought all the food from all over hell here.

In the name of the Food City, you deserve it.

Night.

There are also a variety of foods to eat on foot.

Celebrating Yellow Springs City with a great atmosphere.

Behind the gait, Xiaoyu also looked around curiously.

On either side of the street is a hot stall.

It's filled with all kinds of food, small stall owners, and food is cooking.

“Boss, how do you sell this? ”

The pedestrian gazed at a stall, which was blocking a group of people.

The boss smiled like a flower and was doing business.

The pedestrian cube reached the front end, pointing to the snacks made from dough in the finger pot, asked.

“Boy, this is the specialty of our hell, black rice from the south of hell, it's delicious... would you like one? ”

The boss smiled with a full face, looking at the gait, explaining.

The gait nodded.

Delivered the medallion, took the black rice and ate it with Xiaoyu in a bag containing the black rice.

On the roadside stall, there are many and varied foods, what kind of roasted phoenix claws, steamed king snails, oil spilled noodles and so on...

Look at the crowd's eyes.

Just while walking around with a little bit of ghostly makeup.

The footsteps of the footsteps suddenly took a beat.

There was a sound in my head.

Mm-hmm.

The gait was stunned.

The sound was gentle and full of magnetism, but it resonated in the mind of the gait.

“Master Dog? ”

The gait listened to the sound, slightly stunned.