Gourmet of Another World Chapter 1818: What shit!


"God?"

Bu Fang was stunned ...

The **** who can be called in front of him should be the God of Cooking in the legend of precisely.

The creator of the system, the one who let Bu Fang embark on the road of God of Cooking.

The one who is above him seems to control everything.

God of Cooking set, God of Cooking menu, God of Cooking system ...

Bu Fang from the beginning, everything about him is related to this God of Cooking.

In the beginning, Bu Fang worked hard to become God of Cooking.

But ...

I do n’t know when, Bu Fang began to go his own way.

The so-called God of Cooking road in his heart is no longer the God of Cooking that has been suspended above his head, but the road he now wants to walk.

Even though, the road is full of thorns and bumps.

"Yes ... to help you take the last step."

The vague figure seems to be laughing.

Laughing Bu Fang is very uncomfortable.

Bu Fang do n’t know, why did he appear here, where is it?

Samsara space?

But it should not be. Bu Fang has already escaped the world and is no longer in Samsara.

The latter's white robe is flying, although he can't see his face.

However, Bu Fang is very calm and calm. Perhaps five hundred years of mortal experience has made it difficult for him to have a climax.

"Do n’t you seem surprised?"

Fuzzy silhouettes.

There is some doubt in his words.

"Why be surprised ... I know you will come sooner or later."

Bu Fang said lightly.

He and the ambiguous person are floating, facing each other.

Bu Fang's black hair floats, as if sinking under the water.

"The host of the 500th century ... You can get here, are you alone, are you not proud?"

Blurred shadows.

"You will soon touch the real kitchen God Realm with my help ... To be the supreme existence."

The blurry figure smiles.

His voice was soft.

It feels like a spring breeze.

Bu Fang didn't speak, just looked at the figure lightly.

"Actually, several hosts have been able to step into this step before, but they refused ..." The blurry figure said with regret.

He raised his hand and seemed to caress Bu Fang's face.

However, when his hand touched the face of Bu Fang, it turned into a white light spot, and collapse and scattered opened.

I do n’t care about blurry figures.

"Now ... are you ready?"

Bu Fang shook his head.

Looking at the figure lightly.

"Actually, if I can ... I don't want to go to this step."

Bu Fang shook his head.

Huh?

The blurry figure froze slightly.

"Why?"

"Why?"

The corners of Bu Fang's mouth slightly twitched, and there seemed to be a sneer.

He raised his hand and pointed to the space in pitch-black color around him ...

"Why do you say?"

The ambiguous person laughed blankly.

"Do n’t worry, after accepting everything I gave you, you can return and stand at the highest point between heaven and earth, overlooking all life."

"You will ... Junior Land".

The ambiguous person raised his arms, and he was extremely domineering.

"I'm just a cook, talking about the king's world ..."

Bu Fang shook his head, said lightly.

Fuzzy figure: "..."

You ca n’t talk like this again.

Bu Fang is very calm.

Hold your hand and look around.

"What about Whitey? Can I return?"

Bu Fang asked.

"Whitey? Did you say the kitchen puppet? That's just a dead thing ... he has protected you to the present level, that is, he has completed its mission, it has been counted as merit perfection, and it can disappear without worry."

"world everything, everyone, every thing, has the reason and meaning of their existence." Blurred silhouette, said.

There is a touch of indifference in the blurry figure.

This indifference left Bu Fang stunned in the void.

Bu Fang stared at the blurry figure.

"What are you talking about Ah?!"

Bu Fang Road.

"Whitey is my friend ... why did he disappear?"

The mood of Bu Fang is accompanied by intense mood swings.

"Your mood swings are too strong ... you should n’t be like this. You will soon be the supreme being. If you want to overlook the world, you have to look at them with the sentiment of the sentient beings."

"You should have no trouble, you should not have any emotions, you do n’t need to worry about anything."

Fuzzy silhouettes.

"Okay, do n’t say those useless words ... are you ready to accept the true inheritance? As long as you accept the inheritance, you will be the most supreme existence in the world." The fuzzy figure follows the temptation.

Bu Fang frowned, staring at the blurred figure.

"God of Cooking?"

This guy ... is it really God of Cooking?

"I do not accept."

Bu Fang shook his head and refused the temptation of this guy in front of him.

Or, today ’s Bu Fang is completely indifferent to this temptation.

Unless he accepts it, he will not be shaken at all.

"No? Why do n’t you accept it? You started from the end of the day and pursued everything, not precisely became God of Cooking ... And now, this opportunity is in front of you, why do n’t you cherish it?" The blurry figure is faint Said.

The latter's words seem to be getting colder and colder.

"This is not my choice."

Bu Fang.

"You are only one step away from what you long for now. What are you hesitating? What are you shaking? Kitchen puppets? Or are they insignificant others?"

The blurry figure said, his white robe galloping more and more violently ...

"You should choose me! I am the one who supports you all the way to this moment! I am your future!"

The blurred figure almost screamed.

The sound made Bu Fang's gaze narrow slightly.

After a long time.

The dark space suddenly fell silent.

Bu Fang looked at the blurry figure.

"Done talking?"

The blurry figure froze.

"What **** is said."

Bu Fang shook his head, seeming a little disappointed ...

"You are not God of Cooking ... if it is God of Cooking, how could you say such a thing?"

Bu Fang said lightly.

Vague figures, suspended in the dark.

The white dots are constantly floating.

"How could I not be Soul God? Everything about you ... I am familiar and clear, everything about you ... I watch."

Fuzzy silhouettes.

He raised his hand.

An Dī Dī divine strength droplet emerged from suddenly in the palm of your hand.

The golden divine strength droplet, Bu Fang is very familiar.

"See this without ... this divine strength droplet precisely I have given you."

The vague figure said, his tone seemed a little quick.

The eyes of Bu Fang are more and more interesting.

The wind is blowing.

The swift and blurry figure quickly recovered.

"I said ... I refuse."

Bu Fang expressionlessly said, his words are decisive.

Finally ...

The blurry figure flew up.

There was a burst of laughter throughout the black space.

Laughter is very huge, and soon ... Black space starts to shake.

hōng lóng lóng ...

It seems that there is a collapsed sound resounding.

Black begins to disappear, and white light appears in front of Bu Fang.

The white light is getting brighter and brighter. Finally, he completely lost his eyes ...

"Congratulations ... Persevere in the temptation. world has no shortcuts, even if it is only one step away from peak."

"From the time you set foot on God of Cooking ... you are destined to be extraordinary."

"This is the last test I gave you ..."

"Good luck."

The blurred figure disappeared.

Only the rumbled between heaven and earth is left.

Next moment ...

Bu Fang gradually became familiar with this light.

The light is very soft.

In front of him, a forest hut appeared, the wind blowing gently, very soft and comfortable.

Bu Fang held his hand and looked around.

Go slowly there.

The door of the cabin was pushed open.

In the house, a strong fragrance floats.

On that table, there was a dish with skimmed off, exuding countless golden lights.

The bright light is dazzling and dazzling.

Bu Fang sat at the table.

Look at the dish.

Take a deep breath.

The scent penetrated into his mouth and nose, making Bu Fang feel as if he had experienced baptism.

It ’s a simple dish, but it reveals something extraordinary.

The huaguang that circulated on the dish made Bu Fang take a deep breath.

With the eyesight of Bu Fang, you can see at a glance that the quality of these ingredient is absolutely extraordinary.

Each type of ingredient is essence between the world and the top ingredient ...

This ingredient, a dish from culinary arts, omitting the flashy, restrained essence, is terrible.

The last test of God of Cooking?

Bu Fang deep breath.

Sitting at the dining table.

He turned his head and looked at the room.

In the room, only the dining table, kitchen stove, is simple.

Bu Fang seems to have thought of something.

A corner of the mouth.

He withdrew his gaze, and his gaze fell on the dishes in front of him.

Raised his hand and grabbed the chopsticks.

Chopped on the chopsticks and picked up cuisines in the dish.

A glance at the flashy dishes makes Bu Fang smell, and the soul seems to sublimate.

Place the dishes slowly in the mouth.

chewing.

Huh?

Bu Fang's gaze narrowed slightly.

"Good ... delicious ..."

The eye movements of Bu Fang feel a little weird. Does world really have such a delicious taste?

Bu Fang feels as if he is galloping in the universe at this moment.

Traveling between countless planets, feeling the purest baptism of aura.

At this moment, a kind of pride was born, a glance at the small mountains.

God of Cooking dishes!

Bu Fang can be sure that this dish must be culinary arts by God of Cooking.

Because of this dish, Bu Fang feels that his aura has begun to soar rapidly. From the original mortal Realm, it has suddenly climbed, aura rumbled.

Soon, it broke through the level of the Great Dao saint.

Between this thought, it seems that everything was left behind by him.

Bu Fang closed his eyes.

Long breath.

Raise your hand and feel the mana rolling in your body.

Shake his head.

"God of Cooking dishes ... the first time I eat them, really ... very incredible."

This dish is not a fake God of Cooking dish, but a real God of Cooking dish.

Compared with Bu Fang ’s suppression of the Soul God ’s mountain and river community, it ’s more powerful!

Bu Fang ’s eyes is full of complexity.

"Such a dish ... I did n’t feel any mood swings, God of Cooking ... Do you choose the way of precisely?"

Bu Fang shook his head and sighed with regret.

Huh?

Not right ...

Bu Fang's regretful expression suddenly froze, slowly opening his eyes.

He once again took a chopstick dish and stuffed it into his mouth.

The room became very quiet.

Only outside the forest hut, the sound of wind and sand blowing ...

Bu Fang closed his eyes, this time, it was a completely different taste ...

He closed his eyes.

There seems to be a beautiful shadow in my heart.

Sound and smile appear ...

Although I do n’t know, I can feel the joy filled in that smile ...

This dish ... not just ruthless!

And ...

Lovely!

Bu Fang opened his eyes and a tear fell off the corner of his eyes.

It's just ... This is sentimental and bitter.

In ruthlessness, there is a hint of affection.

This precisely God of Cooking way?

Bu Fang put down the chopsticks.

He seemed to hear a low voice ...

It seems that there is someone who is close to his ear and whispering something to him.

Tell a story in a low voice.

That story makes Bu Fang's eyes more and more sad ...

After a long time.

Bu Fang sighed.

There is a trace of emotion in the ruthless Tao.

This is what God of Cooking wants to express, and what he wants to express ... is obvious.

This way ... doesn't work.

Because of God of Cooking ... on this road, it is going to death.

The final test of God of Cooking is obvious.

Let Bu Fang culinary arts one dish ...

And this dish ...

You must surpass this dish of God of Cooking.

Otherwise ... Bu Fang will fail in the test.

The cost of failure ...

precisely eliminate.

Whether it is a system or God of Cooking, the tone was set at the beginning.

Bu Fang did not flinch or fear.

He stood up.

Walking step by step toward the kitchen in the forest hut while holding hands.

Wow ...

Withdrawn, the corner of Bu Fang's mouth was slightly picked.


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