Gourmet of Another World Chapter 1812: Yunshen do not know where
The snow rustles.
The silence is silent.
It seems that dust has sealed the dust of history.
Worry alone.
The ear is very quiet, so quiet that he thought he might be in Earth Prison (hell).
Moving a bit, the body touched the chopped firewood and made a noise.
Huh?
Can you move?
Lonely and stunned.
He looked at his body. The wound on his body that had originally covered his shoulders and had fallen on his waist had been completely healed.
The fatal injury recovered overnight? !
Duowu Wushuang breathed for a long time, turning his head to look around, and found himself in the fire room.
"Which expert saved me ... This kind of injury, I am afraid that only the fairy can have the power to return to heaven?"
He stood up, his blood was a little ups and downs, but he didn't care.
Grabbed the unparalleled sword thrown on the ground, this is his life root, the pride of the sword god.
Duowu Wushuang breathed out while stroking the sword, "Since the thief does n’t accept my life, then I will break this day with a sword!"
Pushed open the shabby door of the wood house.
Duowuwushuang walked out the door.
The soft snow covered the ground.
In the yard, a fat chicken is beating happily!
This is the fat chicken that stepped on his head before he was comatose yesterday!
Lonely eyes narrowed.
"Wake up? Just wake up and clean up and leave."
A faint voice resounded.
Duowu Wushuang froze, turned his head and looked over, and found a thin young man holding a bowl of hot fish soup, sitting in a chair, drinking chī liū.
Beside, an iron knot pierced by the iron skin stayed there quietly.
Where is this?
Duowu Wushuang frowned. He could see that there was no True Energy fluctuations on this thin young man.
There is no doubt that this young man is a mortal, not a practitioner.
The puppet is also the same, there is no True Energy fluctuations, I am afraid it is also a mortal.
Perhaps this young man was a disciple who saved his predecessor?
"I wonder if the fairy master can be at home? The grace of life-saving, unforgettable without teeth."
Duo Wu Wu Shuang nodded toward Bu Fang slightly.
However, Bu Fang just glanced at him lightly and stopped talking.
Take a sip of fish soup and let out a hot breath.
The atmosphere was silent for a while.
"Under the Imperial Sword God, there is nothing alone ... See the fairy master."
Duowu Wushuang frowned, accentuating his tone.
"There is no fairy master, you are injured, just leave ... Long mountains, you can find here also fate."
Bu Fang took a bite of fish, said.
He stood up and walked towards the wooden house.
Duowuwushuang takes a deep breath.
This mortal ... a big tone.
However, Dugu Wushuang did not cause trouble, and took a deep look at the direction of Bu Fang.
Walk to the hut and sit down quietly.
"Since your Excellency does not say, then wait here for the return of the fairy master ..."
Lonely.
He was a little hot inside.
Xianxianxianxianxian, Xianlu difficult to find, the world is upside down.
Since he was destined to meet the fairy master, how could he easily leave.
The mechanical head of Whitey turned, and the mechanical eyes of the godlessness glanced at Duguwushuang, Small Eight gurgled, his eyes teasing.
In the wooden house.
Bu Fang walked out in a thick cotton jacket.
"Why are you still here?"
Brows frowned when he saw Du Guwushuang sitting in a chair.
"See the fairy master below ..."
Lonely.
"Speaking that there is no fairy master, go away, and never go again ... I'm in a hurry." Bu Fang said.
He is the only one who saves his loneliness because of the vast mountains, and the latter will find his wooden house. This is a fate.
It's just about a glass of wine.
Bu Fang don't want to leave individuals in the wooden house.
Duowu Mushuang suddenly is not happy anymore.
"You young man is not reasonable ... I want to see the fairy master next. If the fairy master returns, it will be fine if I don't see me. Why should you chase people!"
Lonely.
When it comes to Immortality, how can he give up alone.
Although he is alone and has swordsmanship, he is far from the legendary fairy.
He tried to break the void, but failed.
Since then, he knew that he was far away from Chengxian.
"I do n’t make sense? If I do n’t make sense ... you have already turned into a boneless bone to feed the wild wolf."
Bu Fang shook his head and picked a corner of his mouth, slightly amused.
"Small Eight ... drive him out."
Bu Fang said lightly.
After finishing speaking, he turned and entered the wooden house, carried the basket and went out, and went away.
"Get me out?"
Duo Gu Wu Liao mouth corners.
Bu Fang is just a mortal.
A wooden puppet, a chicken ... who do you let him drive out?
Duo Gu Wu Shuang does not care.
And Bu Fang carried the basket and went straight out.
"Giggle Giggle!"
Suddenly.
Lonely and stunned.
Distance.
The fat chicken eyes suddenly became extremely sharp.
chicken head pressed down slightly.
The chicken wings flicked on the body.
Walking two chicken legs, I ran quickly ...
The speed is getting faster and faster, faster and faster ...
"Come !!!"
A chicken cry!
Small Eight paws in the snow.
The snow suddenly exploded, exposing a large chicken paw.
Later, Small Eight vacated, the chicken paws spread, and kicked to the face of the alone!
WTF? !
Duo Gu Wu Shuang's face is dumbfounded.
It's too late to respond.
He was kicked on the face by a fat chicken, and his body flew out uncontrollably.
Straight out of the cabin.
Boom!
Falling snow.
Looking to the sky with dumbfound alone.
He is so special ... was kicked by a chicken.
Sad to cry ...
Bu Fang carried a basket and walked out of the wooden house with a bamboo stick. Whitey followed behind him.
Glanced, and fell in the snow to suspect life alone.
Continue with expressionlessly.
Soon, his figure disappeared into the misty mountain road.
Duo Gu Wu Shuang stood up.
Look at the disappeared Bu Fang.
He is throbbing now.
He was wrong ...
He has always been wrong.
He preconceived that the elder should be an elder.
Where to know ... There is no Bu Fang, precisely fairy in True Energy aura!
Such a powerful chicken can listen to Bu Fang.
Explain that Bu Fang is absolutely extraordinary!
Duowuwu stood up.
However, he has n’t stood up straight yet. Small Eight ran up and leaped up. The chicken paws opened and he kicked him in the face.
Duo Wu Wu Shuang was stunned and kicked again.
Snow fell to the ground.
Lonely and angry.
He was the first sword **** in the empire, and he was kicked by a chicken?
He is alone and precisely is dead in battle, and he cannot lose to a chicken!
slightly! ! !
White snow is flying.
Duowuwushuang hit the snow again.
......
Bu Fang went to the deep mountain this time and did not return for a short time.
He went to the top of the mountain, spent the night in the top of the mountain, and finally dug it with a **** under a boulder on the top of the mountain.
one jar wine was dug from him.
"After three years of brewing, I finally succeeded ..."
Bu Fang twitched her lips.
This wine is buried on the top of this mountain. It is absolutely extraordinary because of the baptism of the world essence and the rustic impact of Yongda Mountain.
Remove a small corner of the cover.
The scent of wine is pouring out of it!
Take a deep breath, Bu Fang is intoxicated.
At the moment.
Under the mountain.
The clouds are rolling, and the sea of clouds emerges.
It seems that purple gas came from the east and merged into the wine jar.
one jar wine exudes a magnificent aura.
Bu Fang's gaze is condensed. With ordinary ingredient, brewing can also produce wines from the heavens and the earth.
Sit down on the top of the mountain.
The snow flew by.
Don't let go.
Bu Fang poured a glass of wine.
The liquor becomes blue, like the sky.
Bu Fang took a sip.
The rich wine suddenly poured into his limbs, and Bu Fang felt a throbbing motion.
This sip of wine is the essence he has precipitated for so many years.
Maybe without emotion.
But inexplicably, his eyes were clear.
Take a sip of wine and watch the sea of churning clouds.
Bu Fang's heart is calm like water.
How to take the road of God of Cooking?
Really cut off the seven emotions and six desires like the soul god?
Carelessly?
But ... the ruthless cuisines, can it really go to pinnacle?
Or, as Bu Fang thought before, by gathering the top cuisines between heaven and earth, you can produce the most delicious dishes in culinary arts and achieve God of Cooking?
Maybe ... all right.
Really God of Cooking ... not as he thought.
Bu Fang drinking in silence.
relaxing while looking at the passing clouds.
......
The second day.
Bu Fang went down the mountain.
Yun Shen didn't know where, but tapping on the Bu Fang bamboo stick naturally found a way to return.
Before returning to the cabin.
Bu Fang was startled.
Distance.
A figure was kneeling down in the snow, and the white snow had covered his body, as if turning his wrap up into a snowman.
Small Eight walked around with chicken wings and chicken legs.
It seems that Bu Fang has returned.
Small Eight kicked the drumstick and flew towards Bu Fang quickly.
It jumped up with a bang.
Bu Fang raised his hand and held the chicken's neck.
"Why haven't you left yet?"
Bu Fang threw Small Eight on Whitey ’s head, watching the alone man kneeling on the ground, said.
Lonely staring at Small Eight with a grudge.
His face is covered with chicken paw marks.
"Senior ... I was wrong."
Duo Wushuang kneeled down on the ground, towards Bu Fang.
"Leave it ..."
Bu Fang shook his head, said lightly.
Take a step and step into the wooden house.
Washing vegetables, culinary arts, a series of actions, moving clouds and flowing water.
The rich scent soon lingers out and spreads between heaven and earth.
Du Gu Wu Shuang smelled the smell.
There is a strong hunger in the belly.
How can it be so fragrant? !
Are n’t precisely a simple fried Shanzhen?
As the first Sword God of Imperial Capital, what delicious food has he never eaten?
However, I have never smelled so fragrant.
Bu Fang ignored him, finished cooking, and ate while drinking.
Eating and eating, Bu Fang frowned involuntarily.
Sigh.
Put down wine glass.
"I have n’t eaten delicious rice in a long time ... I miss it."
Bu Fang mumbled.
Eat freely.
It ’s to clean up the plate.
Bringing the hats and carrying the basket, the wandering fat fish is in the basket.
It's time to go down the mountain and exchange some rice with the villagers.
Seeing Bu Fang going out again.
The lonely face suddenly turned black.
This fairy master ... could it be that has the patience to watch him kneel here all the time?
Yeah ... really patient.
Small Eight walked in front of him with chicken legs, and he was alone.
Bu Fang grabbed the bamboo stick and walked down the mountain.
Duowu Wushuang's eyes suddenly light up, Master Xian, is this going downhill?
As soon as I thought about it, I was alone and I was not kneeling down.
Climbing up, patting kneeling knees, carrying the sword, and following quickly.
He was far behind Bu Fang, so he did n’t dare to disturb Bu Fang.
Bu Fang went down the mountain and walked into the village according to the road in memory.
After several years, I do n’t know if the villagers can remember him.
Although Bu Fang does not have cultivation base.
But he still knows how to follow alone.
He does n’t care either. I ’ll follow you.
Go along the muddy road.
The shadow of the village is near.
Duo Wu Wu Shuang sees the direction of Bu Fang walking, the expression suddenly on his face is a little strange ...
He stopped talking, but thought about it and did n’t continue ...
Bu Fang came to the village.
Cold cold surging.
Hrinkle frowns on Bu Fang.
A mess and ruin in the village ...
The farming tools were covered with snow, and some houses collapsed ... very ruined.
The whole village is uninhabited.
Like a deserted village.
"Fairy Master ... Although I do n’t know what disputes you have with this village, but this village has been slaughtered three years ago, there are 300 people in the whole village, one does not stay ..."
Single and unique, sighed and said.