Gourmet of Another World Chapter 1665: Emperor … Resurgence [first! 】
The cursed queen of the void city?
Pride big Soul Demon Lord was shocked at first, but soon, he recovered, and the person in front of him was not the one he had in mind. .
However, the eyes of Pride big Soul Demon Lord is a tremendous explosion.
"Although it is not the Queen of Curse, but ... your identity as a woman must be the royal family of the City of Nothingness! jié jié ... It is rare to be a royal member of the City of Nothingness. At the time, my Pride big Soul Demon Lord will definitely become the real confidant of Soul God! "
The eyeball suddenly of Pride's big Soul Demon Lord bursts out bright.
For the city of nothingness, Soul Demon Lord are all very clear.
They all understand that Soul God has a near-paranoid feeling for the City of Nothingness, which has been verified in countless years in the past.
Now, a royal member of a void city appears in front of him.
How can Pride big Soul Demon Lord give up this opportunity.
Bang!! !
Pride big Soul Demon Lord opened his mouth with a tear-like roar, the roar resounded, suddenly bombed everything like it.
Little Yōu is wearing a green armor, and Pride is slim and slim.
In fact, she didn't want to use this power.
This is a kind of memory awakened after the fusion of the female corpse. This is a kind of memory that covers the depths of her soul.
Now, such memories have exploded.
If it ’s not that Bu Fang is really in a bad state today, Little Yōu may not really intend to accept the bewitching voice.
The main thing is ... that price is too heavy for her.
Bang!! !
The dark green spear and the terrifying attack collide from the Pride big Soul Demon Lord bombarded together.
The air waves suddenly spread out.
The sneer of Pride Soul Demon Lord resounded throughout the audience.
"Even if it explodes power, it is nothing but Great Dao saint-level power ... you are not my opponent!"
Explosion center.
The huge cursed snake is tumbling.
Little Yōu's figure is shot backwards like a shell and hit the starry sky.
Little Yōu has a cool face, and the armor exudes strange brilliance.
She raised her hand, the spear was caught in her hand, the cursing force lingered around her body.
Little Yōu didn't say anything, just rushed up.
Distance.
The dumb chicken that Tongtian Jiaozhu and others watched.
No one thought that a foodie woman next to Bu Fang would actually have the strength of formidable!
Sun Wukong and others do n’t know what to say.
The Nine Heavens mysterious girl was the last one to fear.
She can't imagine that she is being forced to serve the object, which is actually the existence of formidable.
Great Dao saint, and it is not a normal Great Dao saint!
"Void City? Where is that?"
Yang Jian made a questioning voice.
Tongtian Jiaozhu's eyes squinted.
Sun Wukong glanced at Yang Jian and said: "The City of Nothingness, as my old Sun heard from Lao'er, it seems to be the most mysterious place in the endless universe. There is a place abandoned by the world, where the purest world is gathered. The power of evil, that kind of purity, has nothing to do with good and evil. "
"Abandoned by the world?"
Yang Jian froze.
It sounds like awesome.
"My old grandson doesn't quite understand, anyway, precisely is very awesome place." Sun Wukong thought about it, didn't seem to come up with a reason, some tangled scratching the cheek gang.
......
Boom ...
flame is burning.
Here is a sea of fire, and the surrounding fire is crimson.
The scorching heat makes Bu Fang sweat.
Know that Bu Fang ’s current cultivation base is so advanced that it has already been able to control the energy cycle in the body, but even so, it ’s still sweating.
Explain how terrible the temperature is in this sea of fire.
Bu Fang rolled up the sleeve of Bird Feather Robe and walked slowly.
The Suiren said that this is the inside of the Human Race firepower, and the hope represented by the firepower also represents the hope of resurrection of the Fireman.
For the Human Race king, Bu Fang is admired.
These selfless great emperors who contributed everything to Human Race are worthy of Bu Fang.
Boom!
In the flames, flame was raised.
suddenly, a fish burning in flame burst out of it, swaying its tail.
In the fire ... there are fish?
Bu Fang was slightly startled.
And in front of him, everything was so dazzling, the dense fish jumped out of the sea of fire, as if to skip Dragon Gate.
They jump unremittingly, and once they pass Dragon Gate, they can follow the weather.
Hualong is their only hope.
And this ... maybe what precisely Salary wants to express.
Working hard for hope.
Hope does not appear out of thin air, but requires human effort.
Bu Fang eyes coagulated and entered the sea.
I don't know when a flat boat appeared at the feet.
It was a flat boat of simple and crude, ferrying slowly in the sea of fire.
The speed is slow, and you are swaying in the sea of fire, I do n’t know when you will reach the end.
The Flinren said that hope is in the flames.
But Bu Fang looked at the blank, only countless fish that were on fire were beating the sea of fire, and for a time there were four gods without a master.
Where do you want to be?
Bu Fang exhaled.
Sweat slipped down on his forehead and cheeks.
It clicked, followed Bu Fang's chin, and dropped on the boat.
Bu Fang panted, panting violently, feeling that the whole body seemed to be flooded with heat, and seemed to be transformed into a group of flame at any time.
Boom ...
Suddenly.
Bu Fang feels his body collapse and scattered.
Fall into the flames.
He turned into a fish, a fish mixed with countless fish, who wanted to go beyond the sky.
The fish is burning with fire.
Bu Fang is a little confused and scared.
How did he become a fish?
Ah!
A fish with its tail on the sea of fire, and the sound of water splashing really came out, and the fish sprang out of the sea of fire like a spring.
Let's jump towards the sky.
The fish transformed by Bu Fang glared and looked at a golden gate on the dome that day, that gate exuded the divine aura, as if it represented hope.
Bu Fang is suddenly anxious.
He learned to use the fish tail to shoot in the sea of fire.
His fish body also rushed towards the golden gate in an instant.
He wants to get into that Dragon Gate and seize the hope.
But looking at the Dragon Gate in front of me.
Bu Fang suddenly felt a feeling of powerlessness in his heart. Dragon Gate was getting farther and farther. With a click, he fell into the flames again.
Countless fish around are repeating the same action, like Bu Fang.
Start and end.
Bu Fang regrettable, he no longer has the concept of sun and moon, constantly Leaping through the Dragon Gate, only hope that one day, can pass Dragon Gate.
Time is passing, and some fish are tired and gone.
Changed a bunch of fish, still tirelessly in Leaping through the Dragon Gate.
Boom.
Sparkles are everywhere.
The fish melted by Bu Fang fell into the flames. He felt tired for a while, he could n’t catch hope, he was even desperate.
What is the hope of the Flint?
What is the hope expressed by the fire?
If you want hope, could it be that precisely must give despair first?
Bu Fang no longer jumps.
He was hiding in the sea of fire, looking at the Dragon Gate, Dragon Gate high above, like a wide mouth, exuding silent ridicule.
Bu Fang is very tired. He wants to retreat like other fish and let the new generation continue to jump.
However, just when Bu Fang was about to retreat, he froze.
Looking at the burning flame fish wandering past him.
Bu Fang ’s gaze suddenly solidified ...
If he really retreats, he may not be able to find the hope hidden in his salary in this life.
He will really become a salted fish and face everything desperately.
Bu Fang opened his eyes.
He turned into a fish, and renewed his bravery.
He is back.
Just like other fish, it keeps jumping.
The fire in the sea of fire splashed around.
Bu Fang jumps day after day.
The fish around him changed wave after wave.
Bu Fang felt that every time he jumped, he was close to the Dragon Gate.
Finally.
The fish transformed by Bu Fang seems to hold its head.
The tail flicked on the surface of the sea of flames, and a round ripple spread out all around, like a calm pond, throwing a stone.
Boom!
Bu Fang's body jumped up.
Higher and higher, higher and higher ...
Finally, rushed into Dragon Gate!
Bang!! !
Bu Fang opened his eyes sharply.
He felt that everything in front of him had changed.
He still stood on the flat boat, but before the flat boat, it was a coast.
Golden coast, Bu Fang looks at it, green branches grow out, and soon, it is covered, covering the eyes of Bu Fang.
A strain of rice grows out and soon matures, becoming rice ears bulging and full of vitality.
Pushing away the clouds and seeing the bright moon, jumping over Dragon Gate to see life.
Bu Fang put out a long breath.
The ears of rice in front of you, maybe the so-called hope of precisely.
The corner of Bu Fang's mouth is slightly pulled.
Holding his hand, he stepped into the golden yellow rice spikes all over the mountains.
He grabbed Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife, cooked the rice ears, mashed them, and took out the grains of white flowers ...
The grain of rice was clear and clear, and her thumb and index finger were pinching, as if she could see the swaying sparks in the ear of rice.
This is a different kind of rice, this is a symbol of hope.
Bu Fang is in a trance.
The fish of Leaping through the Dragon Gate feels as if he is his own.
The road to God of Cooking, in fact precisely's unsurpassed Dragon Gate, this road ... is extremely difficult, you must have unprecedented self-confidence and firmness before you can find that ray of hope.
This journey of finding hope in the fire.
For Bu Fang, it is a baptism of the soul.
The previously confused Bu Fang was thoroughly scrubbed and cleaned, and the rest was only the firm Bu Fang ...
Wow la la ...
Bu Fang takes out Black Tortoise Pot and cooks in a pot.
The crystal rice is poured into Black Tortoise Pot.
Under Black Tortoise Pot, the fire is burning automatically.
Bu Fang raised his mouth and shook his hand.
flame wa la la poured into the pot like flowing water, covered with crystal grains of rice as if flowing flame.
Bu Fang sits on the ground, waiting quietly for the rice to mature.
This is a long process, and I do n’t know how long the years have passed.
Bu Fang finally waited until the rice in the pot was ripe.
Bu Fang feels as if he has grown from a young man to an old man ...
Time is in his heart, ruthlessly marking the gullies of the years.
Ding ......
Sounds like copper bells rang through.
Bu Fang finally opened his eyes.
Removed the lid of Black Tortoise Pot.
The white steam is surging from the Black Tortoise Pot bulging ...
The incense is incredibly fragrant.
White pure rice, white purity, white flawless, white like the most precious jade of world.
An fancy blue patterned porcelain bowl was taken.
Bu Fang has a bowl of rice.
The curvature of the rice is beautiful, and the gap between each grain of rice is perfect, soft and fragrant.
Bu Fang's gaze is extremely complicated.
It can be said that this is Bu Fang's best dish to date, culinary arts.
It's ridiculous to say. The best dish is actually a bowl of white rice with little technical content.
But only Bu Fang knows that this bowl of rice carries a lot.
Bu Fang grabbed the rice, he did n’t know when he would make this kind of dish next time with culinary arts.
Bu Fang has a feeling, Bu Fang suddenly felt like he really became God of Cooking at the moment when the rice was mature.
Standing at peak in the kitchen, overlooking everything.
But, opening his eyes, it was just Nan Ke's dream.
Black Tortoise Pot disappeared.
The fire has also disappeared.
The rice held in Bu Fang's hands did not disappear.
The familiar flame space.
In the distance, the Flintman is sitting on the ground.
It seemed that he had returned from Bu Fang. Flint opened his eyes and smiled at the corner of his mouth.
The latter has white hair and a gully on his face. When he saw Bu Fang, he was very kind.
"Children ... you are back."
Suiren looked at Bu Fang and said.
Bu Fang nodded.
Holding the rice and leaving come, he handed the white-flowered rice to the Suirenshi.
"I want the salary hope you are looking for, have you found it?"
The Flint Road.
Bu Fang did not speak, and still passed the rice.
The Suiren are still mild.
But I didn't look at the rice in the hands of Bu Fang.
"What about the hope of fire?"
The Flint Road.
Bu Fang did n’t move, still holding the rice.
Next moment.
The original kind Flint changed, and suddenly turned into demonic horror, and the surrounding flame also became pitch-black like ink!
Bu Fang looked at the changed Suiren very calmly and sighed softly.
"The hope of precisely's salary."
Bu Fang said softly.
In the bowl of white-flowered rice, suddenly exploded in infinite magic, and on it, a ray of white jade gradually evolved.
That's ... Chaos.
Bang!
The grumpy and scary Flintman disappeared.
On the screen.
Only the familiar screen of Bu Fang remains.
The Flintman sat in the distance with his head down.
Flintwood was laid on his shoulders with his arms hanging on it.
The two ends of the Firwood branch are the heads of Soul Demons ...
The two heads are screaming at Bu Fang in a fierce manner.
Bu Fang is carrying rice.
He came to the Suiren.
As for the two Soul Demons heads, they struggle constantly and seem to bite Bu Fang.
"Noisy."
Bu Fang is indifferent.
Later, raise your hand.
A red flame suddenly is burning in his hand.
Better than ever, flame jumped on the heads of two Soul Demons, and directly burned the two Soul Demons heads to ashes ...
After burning two Soul Demons heads, Bu Fang seems to have done something trivial.
And next.
He carefully scooped the white rice into the mouth of the Suiren.
Spoon by spoon, very conscientious and careful.
At the entrance to the rice, the rice grains instantly turned into a Chaos airflow ... drilled into the body of Suiren.
A bowl of rice was quickly cleaned by food.
Bang!
The sound resembles the sound of twilight morning bell.
The body of the Flintman lowered his head, shaking slightly.
The dried blood in the body slowly flowed up, and finally turned into a galloping like a river.
Bu Fang took the hand and took two steps back, looking at the Flintman.
flame space, flame greatly rises.
Afterwards, the Flintman with his head down slowly raised his head slowly.