Gourmet of Another World
Chapter 1817: Finally You're Back!
White, you're home.
The void.
Loneliness excited.
Although he is not familiar with the goosebumps puppet around the adult, for centuries the goosebumps were already his partner and friend.
Loneliness is really clear, the goosebump puppet is not really a puppet, it's actually emotional.
It's just, that emotion, it's like a little seed, planted deep inside.
With a little water, you can get flowers.
And now, that flower, it's kind of completely blooming.
“Well… quite spiritual, the craftsmanship is not negligible. ”
The void.
The gait nodded slightly and seemed quite satisfied with Little White's means.
Little white strippers, as tough as ever, even cactus, are strippers.
So what about the Avenue Saints?
Picked it up and threw it out.
The origins of almost the entire universe's dead and silent stars merge into little white shells.
With the finest configurations, plus, the food catalyst.
Little white today, kind of got reborn.
It is not clear how strong the fighting is or how well the footsteps are.
Perhaps, more than the old white, perhaps, more than one shot.
Buddha, Taoist, Barbarian, all stripped by little white.
There is no resistance.
They seem to recall something.
This puppet...
Seems prestigious in the floods.
But didn't the puppet become dust?
How did you meet in this ordinary star?
Such a strong presence is not even weaker than a chaotic saint.
Daoists, Buddhas and savages are the best of their respective heavens and earth, but at this moment, there is no bottom line in the face of white.
Too strong!
Stripped with a trick, whether it's a robe or a gown, even the hide of a beast won't let go...
The void, the flying, is the spiritual energy that spreads after the instruments are torn apart.
Instead, the heavens and the earth were poured to the benefit of the fairy star hunt.
Where people feel the energy flowing out of the magic apparatus, the body is constantly becoming stronger.
More and more mortals are kneeling on the ground.
These are real immortals!
Little white gold mechanical eye sweeps away.
Taoist, Buddha, barbarian.
Without hesitation, they wrapped their clothes around the void.
Running away.
With such a puppet, it would be nice if they could survive.
In fact, they had no idea that the object they were after was the puppet itself.
The departure of the Taoists, the Buddha and the savages.
The pedestrian was not intercepted by hand.
In fact, there is no need for interception.
The latter also did no wrong, pursuing celestial treasures, which is the nature of practitioners.
Boom!
Bai took a step, like crossing a long river for a long time, and appeared in front of the pedestrian.
Lifting her puffy hands, she touched her head.
The foot patted White's stomach and the corner of his mouth snapped.
Lonely and double-iron swords return to the sheath, the treasure sword that has been re-quenched by foot, today's threat is no weaker than that of the Fallen God.
Loneliness is nature with love.
Put away your sword and stand alone and bow your hands to Little White.
Xiaobai also raised her dandelion hand and learned the look of the latter, arching her hand to salute.
Compared to the old white, now white, can be said to be the beginning of wisdom, but many things belonging to the original white are deeply imprinted in his memory.
Little white is still that little white, just a little more human than the icy goose white.
Walking negative.
Look at the mortals down there.
Raise your hands and wave gently.
Magic cover, whenever the dust rolls over, everything returns to flawlessness.
The formation dispersed.
White, lonely and walking, fell into the restaurant.
“My lord… are you going to stay here forever? ”
solitude and questioning.
The resurrection of the footsteps, he was excited, and he couldn't even tell how strong the footsteps were today.
Anyway, at least better than him.
Even with Seven Love Swords, you don't necessarily know how to walk.
“Why don't you stay here? ”
“Walk in the red dust more often. If you want to leave later, you won't get a chance. ”
The corner of the pedestrian mouth picked.
He's not in a hurry...
Almost four hundred years from the resurrection of the Spirit God.
And, with the formula now fixed, it is not necessary to beat the soul god.
He also needs to practice slowly, take the loving kitchen to the peak...
Loneliness doesn't seem to understand anything.
Nodded, didn't say anything.
Today, however, he and his pedestrians have endless lives, so he is not in a hurry.
Wherever the foot goes, he goes… vow to follow.
……
Time for Celestial Palace.
The dog lay lazy outside the temple in the sun.
There's no way out of the sun. Long years, no drunken ribs. It's the only way out.
Get some sun, and the day will pass.
Pluto Ruha has wandered a lot.
That spicy strip, he didn't eat, he hid it.
The dishes of the pedestrian are immortal, so they will not rot for hundreds of years.
If you want to eat from time to time, take out the spicy strips and bite them.
Of course, he needs to restrain himself, or he'll eat him up in less than a year.
The little fox is naughty. After all, he destroys the gods and sprays a meatball in his mouth. He has to blow up the chaos.
Little Pepper looks a little like Grandpa Dog.
Get in the sun every day and bubble.
That ubiquitous space god turned into a lazy lazy bitch who couldn't even move.
On the Day when there will be no footsteps, they will be separated.
Time is running out.
Another hundred years.
A hundred years is nothing to chaos.
For the City of Nothingness, a hundred years does not seem to pass.
Xiaohua sent the vegetables as if they were still yesterday.
In the City of Nothingness, Xiaohua also settled down and practiced on his knees.
Xiaohua was going to live with the dog, but Xiaohua was accepting the inheritance. She thought about it, or stayed, kind of guarding Xiaohua.
Shibuya Tianguan.
Weiwei Tianguan, drawn in half, split from the middle, striking alarm.
Above Tianguan, the disk was filled with fairy gods, they sat on the disk, powerful magic blended into the void, and began to fill the formation constantly.
Around that dish, a dense array of numbness was arranged.
Each method of array seems to contain a tremendous amount of pressure.
What really strikes me, however, is that...
The dishes in the formation, actually got bitten, bite after bite...
The dishes are half eaten.
This has spread terror in many people's minds.
As if the war was still there.
The birth of the Spirit God led to the horrors of heaven and earth and made them unforgettable.
Buzz...
A sword is shining.
The Catholic bishop hovered the void, stepped on the sword of immortality, and flew around the law of formation.
He looked at the dish.
The dish is like a realm of its own, suppressing the soul god.
The Catholic bishop held his hand and the robe hunted and sounded in the wind.
He stared at half the dishes that were eaten, and he was a little nervous.
For a thousand years, for them saints of great chaos, it was simply a matter between the fingers.
However, he was on a year-to-day basis.
It's like there's a death hourglass going on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on.
This time, there's no more walking.
No one else can suppress the Spirit God with dishes.
Sighed.
Once again, the Catholic Patriarch pinched his sword.
A stream of light descended from the sky and fell on top of it, causing a ripple in the formation.
“Keep repressing… I have a sword too, just waiting for you to be born. ”
The Catholic Lord closed his eyes.
He stared at the leftover dishes with a sharp eye.
……
Close the restaurant door on foot.
Gently close the door.
Little White and lonely walked over.
“My lord, closing so early today? ”
Loneliness is somewhat doubtful.
Little white blinked with mechanical eyes.
“Today, we're going somewhere, you guys pack up, and we're going to have a little fun. ”
The pedestrian path.
Alone and stunned.
Nodded afterwards.
Soon, the guy ran into the room and put his sword on his back.
He doesn't wear a sword except when he helps open the business, and he gives it to his back all the time.
This is the professionalism of a sword fairy.
The pedestrian formula didn't say anything.
Looking at the sword of loneliness, you can't help but think of the kitchen god set on foot.
The kitchen god set melted with the culinary array to suppress the soul god.
The walking formula is now empty of weapons while in hand.
“When we're done, we're off. ”
The pedestrian path.
Loneliness nodded, and Xiaobai nodded.
Now Little White, the more psychic, the more human.
Step out one step at a time.
The void is directly distorted into a huge space channel...
He was the first to step in.
Alone, he looked at Xiaobai and kept up.
Space flows.
When the three reappeared, it was located over a vast ocean...
“Where am I? Spirituality is really thin... thinner than looking for a fairy star. ”
Loneliness made a double sensation, he said.
“Here… is where I was born. ”
The pedestrian path.
Alone for a long time, his face was slightly embarrassed.
“Surely, adults are extraordinary. In such a barren place, they can be practiced to such an extent that they have no boundaries. They are truly exemplary practitioners. ”
The pedestrian gaze at loneliness, “Hundreds of years of gloom, the skill hasn't risen, but the lips have slipped a lot? ”
Loneliness made me laugh.
Walk toward the sea and exhale.
Back here again, his emotions were a little complicated.
“Earth…”
That was the war.
The Spirit God finally seemed to draw the Earth out of the infinite void.
To think that the last body of the Spirit God should be sealed in the earth.
The gait frowned, closed his eyes and inspired the heavens and the earth.
The wind blew and the sea rolled.
The heavens and the earth are silent.
He can't even sense any fluctuations about the soul divine breath...
What the hell is going on?
Something wrong with the spirit god?
The pedestrian pondered for a moment.
Step out.
Your body is like stepping on a staircase, one step at a time, climbing nine rollers.
The pedestrian formula does not deliberately exude breath.
But…
Immortals in the cave Tianfudi, such as Penglai Immortal Island and Kunlun Immortal Mountain, all felt a tingle.
They sat in the cave and looked at the dome.
Feel a terrible smell, floating in the heavens and the earth!
That feeling makes them incapable of rebelling at all.
The gait doesn't care about these fairy gods.
It's going into the void.
In nine days, the clouds are rolling.
Find a huge hole.
White, alone and curious to follow.
Walk into the cave, step out, and step into it.
The holes are pitch-black.
In it sits the figure of three great shores.
Seems to sense the smell of walking.
All three eyes open suddenly...
Boom!
The loneliness behind the gait trembles and feels a pound of pressure.
He was shocked.
In such a barren place, there is such a mighty man sitting in a town.
Far away.
The man who opened his eyes saw the gait and laughed.
“Ha-ha-ha! ”
“You're back at last! ”