Gourmet of Another World

I'm sorry, I just lost my mind...

Go away, your sister!

Yu Song feels his world view has been refreshed.

How could this young man not be affected by his curse? It's Penglai's fairy art. Why isn't he influenced?

Even S-level powers are controlled by a stereotactic spell for at least 30 seconds.

But this young man is not affected at all!

The pain from the little fox bite on your finger doesn't seem that obvious.

Yu Gong glared at the gaze and looked at the gait. The floating cactus appearance seemed to have dissipated quite a bit.

The little fox loosened his mouth and seemed to have a disgusting twist and spit his tongue towards one side. He rubbed the little fox's head on his foot and looked lightly at the man in front of him.

A gas practitioner from Penglai?

Before the gait was really deafening and demented.

When he returned to Earth this time, not only did the planet regain its spiritual energy, but many strange things were happening.

These things make him a little suspicious and confused.

Psychic resuscitation, the birth of an imbecile, that's a little weird.

But... what about the Qi practitioners?

Unlike intellectuals, Qi practitioners in ancient times should be related to legendary fairies.

There are many fairy tales in China, there are Western Buddha, divine heaven, demons say...

He has a hunch that the sleeping kitchen spirits must have something to do with the sleeping places of the spirits.

So, the more gentle you look at the rest of the song on foot.

The rain is still dripping under the leaches.

Yu Song held onto the oil umbrella and took a few steps back. Each step would splash the spiritual water.

Rainwater drips down the edge of the umbrella, like a piece of blurry bead curtain, blurring your gaze.

“Who are you exactly? ”

Yu Song squinted his eyes and the stereotyped spell was actually useless to the pedal, which made him a bit of a mess.

His original plan was completely disrupted.

No wonder he was able to tame Nine-Tailed Fox. This young man definitely has a big secret...

Are you some kind of gas practitioner from another door pie?

“Well, I have a question for you...”

The gait thought about it and wanted to ask.

Yu Song's heart had already become very vigilant at this moment, and he dared not give in at will.

Step forward.

Yu Gordon had a big eye.

The mind moves and reads words in his mouth, waving his hands up in the direction of the gait.

Boom!

A white pitch sprayed out of his fingers and hit him over the body of the gait.

The recipe can't hide, raise your hand, and scratch the white pitch with a slight understatement.

Song: “…”

He is a morale practitioner… put into the alien kingdom, equivalent to an S-level alien.

But in front of this young man, he felt like he was a lamb to be slaughtered.

This feeling has not appeared for many years.

After a long period of practice in Penglai Immortal Island, he thought he had succeeded in his practice, and as soon as he came out he ran into a hard spot.

“Don't be ridiculous... I'm just asking you a question. ”

The gait eyebrows are slightly clustered.

The means of this rest of the song is much more intelligent than those of the intelligent trainers.

Just sprayed thin is kind of an energy match, with a lot of spiritual energy, compressing the spiritual energy into the substance and turning it into a means of attack.

Perhaps this is the so-called Immortal Method.

Step forward.

And a little fox in his arms.

The rest of the song is like a bird of shock.

The toe point, the shape burst out fast, the oil paper umbrella... he had already thrown it aside.

The long, scattered shirt is still slightly floating in the rain.

Buzz...

Hand squeezed sword finger, a warm sword light suddenly aroused, haunted around his body, whirring constantly.

“Penglai Sword Finger...”

The rest of the song looked serious, as if it faced the great enemies of life.

Nine-tailed foxes must be brought back, so... collision with the gait is inevitable.

There is a deep contempt in Yu Song for the existence of these hogs who like to eat tigers!

Pull it.

A blade of light broke into the sky, and the easy way to walk was to burst.

Very fast, almost over the speed of sound.

However, that sword light was pinched by the gait as it approached an inch of foot.

Slightly push your fingers, the sword lights clicked... it broke.

A fine iron sword broken into two pieces fell on the ground...

The atmosphere is a little cloudy at this moment.

Yu Song stared at the gait, his eyeballs rolling round.

Penglai Sword finger... it is a true fairy art, and as a result... so easily broken?

This man must also be a brilliant practitioner!

The rest of the song feared in his heart and his hands slapped between his waists.

Suddenly a purple gourd flew out, and the gourd hovered in the air, spinning dripping in the air.

Between the later thoughts, the gourd's mouth was ripped off, and countless swords were sprayed from it.

Tens of thousands of swords sprayed down, instantly covering the walking formula.

The abnormalities that have occurred here have already frightened many people.

What did they see?

Is that swordsmanship... a special effect?

This is a cactus fight!

People raced up and took pictures of their phones out of madness.

The rest of the song can't take it anymore.

The sword continued to fall, and the ground slashed with soil.

This is his magic sword gourd, a special treasure for demons and demons...

I had to use it on foot...

If he fails to suppress the footsteps and bring back the nine-tailed fox today, the English name of his Penlayu song will be utterly destroyed.

Looking at that dense and numb sword, the eyes of the rest of the song were bright and bright.

He believes... the footsteps will never stop this sword!

Suddenly.

Yu Song was stunned.

He finds that the intense swordsmanship continues to disappear...

It's like being swallowed by a whale.

A human figure emerged.

The little fox in the arms of the pedestrian cube opens its mouth and inhales constantly.

The last glimmer of sword also went into her mouth...

Hiccup ~

The little fox hit a hiccup and found a spot in the arms of the pedestrian and lay down satisfied.

The corner of Yu's mouth twitched for a while.

How did the sword of the gourd get eaten?

And that unbroken pedestrian... what's going on?

The steps were light, I was just trying to ask a question, and now it seems that… it has to get thick.

The hovering sword gourd spins in the air.

One of the squares bounced, the finger in the air.

The air blew up as if it were a bullet.

Boom, smashed into the sword gourd, the sword gourd broke apart...

Nima...

Yu Song is stuck.

Seeing the foot with the fox on his shoulder with a skinny shrimp...

Without hesitation, turn around and run...

Yes, several consecutive encounters with the wall, he has clearly identified the gap between himself and the gait.

This blind young man... is a great god!

He wants to escape and take it back to Penglaixian Island.

However, as he turned around, a terrible strain was exerting on him.

Putong...

A heel, just fall to the ground.

That horrible idea that spreads in the air... is that... god?!

Walking to the rest of the song, walking chooses to be treated in a simple and rude way for this highly motivated practitioner of survival.

Boom!

Yu's eyes panicked and his mouth opened to say what he wanted to say. However, he was knocked out by the gait.

Knocked him out and dragged him away... wait till he wakes up.

A farce is over.

The people around them were excited and their little faces were red.

Looking at the back of the gait, they raised their phones and were ready to send the images online.

However……

They were stunned to find that the original image on the phone was empty.

……

Yu Song woke up and felt something licking his face.

Open your eyes, it's a simple rental house.

Where am I?

What am I doing?

What's happening?

After experiencing three compelling questions, Yu Song remembered that he is now a prisoner in the ranks of men.

Grunting.

The air is full of aromas.

Sniffing the smell, Yu Song found his stomach grunting.

How is that possible? As a Qi practitioner, he was already used to finding valley...

He's been in the valley for years.

I can't believe I'm starving.

But it smells really good...

Yu Song's face was full of tangled colors. He turned his head and found that the little fox was gathering on his face, licking it constantly.

Nine-tailed fox is the ultimate spiritual beast, Master Gate asked him to take it back, now it seems… may fail.

“Wake up? ”

In the distance, the pedestrian glimpse of the remainder of the awakening song.

Shake your hands and turn the dishes out of the pan.

The dishes are glowing, glowing, and the rich smell is spreading...

This is cooked on foot with ingredients from the system space bag.

Though the mind is oppressed and unable to enter the countryside, the contents of the system space bag can still be removed.

Simple and simple bowl of fried rice with dragon-blooded rice eggs.

The smell of spraying spray spreads, leaving no one to themselves.

A small bowl was placed on the table by foot, “Come and eat when you wake up, I'll ask you a question when you're full. ”

“Don't struggle, you can't even fight my shrimp... you're too weak. ”

Song: “…”

Don't take people so lightly.

He is a good practitioner in Penglai Immortal Island!

Even if it can't compare to the ancient mythology of fairies, it won't give way.

However, in the gaze of the gait, the rest of the song climbed.

His legs are still a little soft.

I climbed up to the table and took a deep breath and smelled it.

“Smells good...”

Grunts.

Yu Song swallowed a sip of spit.

Look at that simple egg fried rice in the bowl.

Bloody rice, scrambled golden eggs, glowing and beautiful.

The little fox did not know when he had arrived at the table, and was not happy to have fried rice with dragon-blooded eggs.

As for the skins, they are bubbles on the shoulders of the walking squares.

Yu Song couldn't wait to grab a spoon, scoop a spoon of egg fried rice, a chirp, egg fried rice entrance.

The fragrance of the moment, and the delicacy that knotted his tongue, drowned him for a moment.

Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba...

All he had left was rice.

He had never eaten such a delicious meal, and it was a deep emotion in his soul.

One spoon at a time… another spoon.

Yu Song's eyes stirred, and the bowl was fucking filled with three spoons of fried eggs?!

It was deliberate! This is absolutely deliberate... too bad!

The formula is not too tight to eat, I don't care much about the reaction to the rest of the song, and the grudging eyes.

Eat and drink.

The rest of the song leaned against the chair and looked grudgingly at the gait.

“Didn't expect me to be conquered by a bowl of egg fried rice one day... but can you give me a few more spoons? ”

The pedestrian glanced at the rest of the song.

“Then answer my question...”

As soon as Yu Song dumped his hair, he looked at the walking formula, "Ask... for the fried eggs. ”

Pull the corner of the gait.

“The spiritual resurrection of the planet… what's going on? ”

Walking fade.

The words fell and the rest of the song was frozen...