Gourmet of Another World

Queen of the curse of the City of Nothingness?

The Arrogant Soul Lord shocked him first, but soon he returned to God, and this man in front of him was not the one he thought existed.

However, the eyes of the arrogant Great Soul Lord are flashes of brilliance.

“Though not the Queen of Curses... your status as a woman must be the royal family of the City of Nothingness! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * ”

The eyes of the arrogant Soul Lord burst into flashes.

Soul owners are well aware of the City of Nothingness.

They all understand that the spiritual god has almost paranoid feelings about the City of Nothingness, which have been proven over the past countless years.

Today, a royal member of the City of Nothingness appears before him.

How could the arrogant Big Soul Lord give up this opportunity?

Boom!!!

The arrogant spirit advocated a ripped roar from his mouth, which sounded so loud that it immediately bombarded everything.

The little phantom dressed in a dark green armor and his arrogant body stood in a patterned pavilion jade.

In fact, she didn't want to use that power.

This is a memory that is awakened after the fusion of the female corpse, a memory that covers the depths of her soul.

Today, such memories erupt completely.

Had it not been for the current state of the gait, Xiaoyu might not have really intended to accept the allure of the sound.

The main thing is... the price is too heavy for her.

Boom!!!

The inky green spear collided with the horrible attack of the arrogant Soul Lord.

The waves broke apart.

The laughter of the arrogant Soul Lord sounded all over the place.

“Even if it bursts, it's just the power of the Avenue Saints... you're not my opponent! ”

Explosion center.

The giant cursed snake flipped.

The shapes of the little ghosts, like shells, reflexed and fell into the stars.

The little face looks refreshing and the armor on the body exudes a strange glow.

She raised her hand and the spear was caught in her hand, and the power of the curse haunted her body.

Xiaohao didn't say anything, he rushed straight up.

Far away.

The Catholic Lord and others looked at the stubborn wooden chicken.

No one would have thought that a grocery eater around the pedestrian formula would have such a strong strength!

Sun Wukong and others don't know what to say.

Nine days of Xuan is the last thing to be afraid of.

She had no idea that the person she was being forced to serve was so strong.

Avenue saints, and not just street saints!

“City of Nothingness? Where is that?”

Yang Xuan sounded somewhat confused.

The eyes of the Catholic Lord were pounding.

Sun Wukong glanced at Yang Qiang and said: “The City of Nothingness, my grandson heard the old man say, seems to be the most mysterious place in the infinite universe, that is the place abandoned by the world, gathered the purest forces of evil in the world, that kind of purity, it has nothing to do with good and evil. ”

“A place abandoned by the world? ”

Yang Xiao was stunned.

Sounds awesome.

“My grandson doesn't know much about it either. It's a really cool place anyway.” Sun Wukong thought about it and didn't seem to come up with one, so some of the entanglements scratched the mumps.

……

Boom...

The flames are burning.

This is a sea of fire, surrounded by fire, red in colour.

That kind of heat, giving way to the formula is irresistible sweating.

You know, the pedestrian formula is now so deep that it can already control the energy circulation in the body, but even so, it's still hot sweating.

Describe how terrible the temperatures are in this flame.

The pedestrian squared up the sleeves of the sparrow feather robe and walked slowly.

This is the interior of the people's salaries, the hope represented by the salaries, and the hope of the resurrection of the people, said the Qian.

Walking is admirable for the royal family.

These selfless great emperors who have dedicated everything to their people deserve to tread on fire for them on foot.

Boom!

In the sea of fire, the flame rises.

Suddenly, a fish bursting out of the flame shook its tail.

In the midst of fire... there are fish?

The gait was slight.

And in front of him, everything was so dazzling that the dense, numb fish jumped from the flames as if they were going to jump over the dragon gate.

They jump tirelessly and can weather dragons as soon as they cross the gantry.

The dragon is their only hope.

And this… may be what Fire wants to say.

Work tirelessly for hope.

Hope does not emerge out of thin air, but requires hard work.

The gait gazed into the sea.

It is not known when a leaf canoe will appear at the foot.

It was a crude canoe that slowly crossed in the flames.

Drive slowly and swingingly in the flames, not knowing when to reach the end.

The Humans say hope is in the Fire Sea.

But the pedestrian gaze at the glimmer, and only countless firefish are beating in the flaming sea, and some of the four gods are powerless at one time.

Where do you want it?

Breathe out on foot.

Sweat slipped down on your forehead and cheeks.

Tap it and drop it on the boat along the chin of the gait.

The pedestrians gasped and gasped violently, feeling that they seemed to be overflowing with heat, and seemed to turn into a flame at any moment.

Boom...

Suddenly.

The pedestrian feels that his body has collapsed.

Falling into the flames.

He turned into a fish, a fish mixed with countless fish, that wanted to cross the earth.

On the body of the fish, the fire burns.

The footsteps are a little confused and a little frightened.

How did he become a fish?

Ta-da!

A fish, with its tail patted over the flaming sea, actually heard a splash of water coming from the flaming sea, like a spring.

One leap, toward the sky.

Walking fish, staring into the eyes, looked at a golden door in the dome that day, the door smelled divine, as if it represented hope.

The gait was suddenly a little rushed.

He learned to shoot in the flames with his fishtail.

His body also flung instantly and flew towards the golden gate.

He wants to get inside that dragon gate and grab hope.

But look at the dragon door right in front of you.

The gait suddenly created a feeling of powerlessness in his heart, and the gantry grew farther and farther away. Tap, and he fell into the fire again.

Countless fish around them are repeating the same motion, just like walking, stunning.

Week after week.

Walking unwilling, he no longer has the concept of the sun and moon, constantly leaping through the dragon gate, just expecting one day to pass through the dragon gate.

Time is passing, and some fish are tired and retreating.

Swapped the fish, or tirelessly jumped at the Dragon Gate.

Boom.

Sparks all over.

The pedestrianized fish fell into the fire, he felt a bit tired, he couldn't grasp hope, he was even a little desperate.

What exactly is the hope of the Clan?

What are the hopes that the fireworks are going to express?

If you want hope, do you want despair first?

The gait doesn't jump anymore.

He hid in the flames and looked at the dragon gate, high and high, like a big mouth, with a silent mockery.

He was tired of walking and wanted to retreat like the rest of the fish to keep jumping for the rest of his life.

However, he was stunned just as the pedestrian formula intended to retreat.

Watching the flaming fish roam past him.

The gaze of the gait suddenly gradually solidified...

If he truly retreats, he may never find the hidden hope in the fireworks in his life.

He would really be a saltfish, desperate to face everything.

The gait opened its eyes.

He turned into a fish and refluxed.

He's back.

Like the rest of the fish, it keeps jumping.

Fire in the Fire Sea, splashed all around.

Jump day after day on foot.

The fish around him, they changed waves after waves.

The gait feels like every time you jump, you're a few points closer to the gantry.

Finally.

The pedestrianized fish, as if with their heads high.

The tail slammed on the surface of the flaming sea, a round ripple spreading towards the surrounding area, like a calm pond, throwing a stone into it.

Boom!

The body of the gait jumped.

Higher and higher...

Finally, into the dragon gate!

Boom!!!

The gait opened its eyes violently.

He felt that everything had changed before him.

He was still standing on the canoe, but before the canoe, it was a shore.

The golden coast, gazing up at the pedestrian, the green branches grew out, and soon, it was covered and covered with pedestrian curtains.

A strain of rice grew and soon matured, becoming an eardrum and vibrant.

Open the cloud fog to see the next moon and jump over the dragon gate to watch the life.

The gait exhaled.

These rice ears in front of you, perhaps, are the so-called hope.

Slight rip in the corner of the gait.

With his hands in his arms, he stepped into the golden ears of rice that swept through the mountains.

He grabbed the dragonfly knife, riply cut the ear of rice, smashed it, and removed the white flower rice grain...

The rice grain was clear, amazingly sharp, and the thumb and index finger were pinched as if they could see the spark swaying in the ear of rice.

This is rice that stands out from the rest, and this is rice that symbolizes hope.

The gait is a little tranced.

The fish jumped at the dragon gate, as if he were himself, and felt it.

The path of the Culinary God is actually a great dragon gate. This path is... incredibly difficult. It must have unprecedented confidence and determination to find that glimmer of hope.

This journey to find hope in the payroll.

For pedestrians, it is a baptism of the mind.

Previously confused walking trails were thoroughly washed away, the rest were only firm and unbeatable walking trails...

Wow...

Step out of the Xuanwu pan and cook with the pan.

Crystal rice is poured into a basalt pan.

Under the Xuanwu pot, the fireworks burned automatically.

Pick the corner of the gait and shake your hands.

The flames were poured into the pan like running water, covering the crystalline rice grains as if they were flowing in flames.

The pedestrian plate sits on the floor and waits quietly for the rice to ripen.

It's a long process, I don't know how long it's been.

The formula finally waits for the rice in the pan to ripen.

The gait feels like it's going from young to old...

Time in his heart relentlessly draws down the gulf of years.

Ding...

Sounds like copper bells.

The gait finally opened its eyes.

Uncover the pan of Xuan Wu Pan.

White hot air, gushing out of the bashful pot...

Incense spraying, perfumed.

White rice, white purity, white free time, white like the most precious jade in the world.

Removed a blue porcelain bowl.

A bowl of rice on foot.

The rice is beautifully curved and the gap between each grain of rice and rice is perfect, soft and fragrant.

The gaze of the gaze is incredibly complex.

It's arguably the best dish ever cooked on foot.

It's also ridiculous, the best dish is actually a bowl of white rice with no technical content.

But only the walking formula knows that this bowl of rice carries a lot.

Grabbing the rice by foot, he didn't know when he was cooking this level of dish the next time.

The pedestrian formula had the feeling that, at the moment when the rice had just matured, the pedestrian formula suddenly felt like it really had become a cook god.

Standing at the top of the kitchen overlooking everything.

But when I opened my eyes, it was just a dream for Nanco.

Xuanwu pan disappeared.

Fire also disappeared.

The rice in the hand of the pedestrian has not disappeared.

Familiar flame space.

In the distance, the Humans are sitting on the floor.

Seems to feel the return of the pedestrian formula, the human family opened their eyes and their mouths opened with a smile.

The latter's hair was white and the trenches on her face swept across her. The moment she saw the footsteps, she was incredibly generous.

“Son... you're back. ”

The Humans looked at the walking formula and said.

The gait nodded.

He walked over with rice and handed the rice with white flowers to the Mandarin family.

“I want what you're looking for. Hope. Got it? ”

Taoist Path.

The pedestrian did not speak and still handed over the rice.

The Humans are still moderate.

But he didn't look at the rice in the hand of the pedestrian.

“What about the hope of firework? ”

Taoist Path.

Still grabbing the rice without moving.

Next moment.

Originally, the benevolent Humans changed, suddenly turned into a demonic terror, and the flames around them turned dark as ink!

The pedestrian gaze calmly at the shifting Mandarin family and sigh.

“This is the hope of payroll. ”

The footsteps said softly.

That bowl of white flower rice suddenly burst into infinity, on which gradually came a ray of white jade.

That's... chaos.

Boom!

The irritable and horrible Humans disappeared.

In the picture.

There are only familiar footsteps left.

Sitting in the distance, Drop your head low.

The twig was put on his shoulder and his arms hung on it.

At both ends of the branches are the heads of the spiritual demons...

Those two heads are screaming viciously toward the gait.

Rice on foot.

Coming to the front of the Humans.

As for those two soul demons' heads, constant struggle seemed to tear the gait formula.

“Noise. ”

Indifferent gait.

After that, raise your hand.

A red flame burned in his hand.

One of the best, the flame jumped into the heads of the two souls demons, burning the heads of the two souls directly to ashes...

Burn the heads of two spiritual demons and walk as if they did something insignificant.

And next.

He carefully scooped the white rice into the mouth of the Mandarin family.

Spoon by spoon, very serious and meticulous.

At the rice entrance, the rice grains instantly turned into a chaotic airflow… into the body of the Humans.

A bowl of rice was quickly eaten clean.

Boom!

Sounds like a twilight morning clock.

The Humans' body drifted low and trembled slightly.

The original dry blood in the body slowly dried up and eventually became like a great river.

The pedestrian held his hand and took two steps back, looking at the Humans.

Flame space, big flames.

Afterwards, the lowly head of the Mandarin, slowly raised his head.