Gourmet of Another World Chapter 1840: Wandering at the end of eternity
In Little Yōu's eyes, there is no spirit at all, as if the mind has been manipulated, and it is like sinking into endless nothingness.
She grabbed a dagger of pitch-black color. This dagger is of the cursing power condense. The cursing power converged on it like a poisonous insect, turning into a cold dagger.
Close to the heart of Bu Fang little by little.
For a dagger, pierce the heart of Bu Fang.
Once the heart is penetrated, Bu Fang will die.
The body of Bu Fang is entangled with the power of the curse and cannot move.
The face was exposed, and eyes was closed tightly, as if at this moment, he was paralyzed by the power of darkness.
Little Yōu gets closer step by step.
The dagger is over the chest of Bu Fang.
pū chī.
The dagger rested on the chest.
"Yes ... precisely like this!"
The cursed queen ’s body is like a blue smoke, her eyes are transformed into a complete pitch-black, and the black hair of full head is like a creeping poisonous insect.
She whispered close to Little Yōu's ear.
Little Yōu is like a puppet being manipulated, numb.
The cursed Queen ’s resentment is terrible, floating between heaven and earth, causing the whole world to be like rumbled.
Curse outside the Queen ’s Palace.
No one knows what happened.
They have no idea what is going on in the palace?
Bu Fang is inhaled into them, what will happen to them, they can only wait.
Whitey threw several punches, never bombed the restaurant, and gave up to continue the attack and sat quietly in front of the palace.
......
In the palace.
The power of the black curse keeps climbing the face of Bu Fang.
The tip of the dagger is close to ...
The power of the curse is slowly flowing, turning into a vortex, revealing Bird Feather Robe under the power of the curse.
The dagger fell in, and the power of the curse spread out.
Finally ...
The dagger fell on Bird Feather Robe and flooded into it.
The cursed laughter of the cursed queen resounded between heaven and earth, and the laughter contained countless resentments.
She raised her hand and covered Little Yōu's eyes.
"Children ... continue down, pierce the heart of this cook, you will cut off the affection and become the supreme curse queen ..."
The cursed queen murmured whispering through Little Yōu's ears.
Suddenly.
The falling dagger suddenly froze.
There is no way to continue down.
The cursed queen froze for a moment and raised her head.
He looked at Bu Fang of the cursed force wrap up.
The eyes of Bu Fang slowly opened, and the eyes of God of Cooking broke out.
"This look ..."
Cursed the queen dumbfound for a few seconds, then issued a sharp roar.
It sounds like it is going to pierce the sky and tear the sky.
The familiar look ... Let the cursed queen irritate.
Bang!
Bu Fang looked lightly.
The cursing power of the body, like the melting of ice and snow, has dissipated.
He raised his hand.
A bowl of fried rice slowly floated in his hand.
That fried rice ... not Bu Fang culinary arts, but the bowl of fried rice that was placed on top of coffin.
"Have you tried it?"
Bu Fang looked at the Cursed Queen and asked faintly.
There is no mood swing in his words, like a ruthless judge.
This fried rice is the aging God of Cooking, which gave the cursed Queen culinary arts at the end of life.
What he wanted to say, what he wanted to express might have been hidden in this bowl of fried rice.
However, maybe God of Cooking didn't even think of himself, and cursing the queen to death would not eat this fried rice.
"Smelly cook dishes ... I wo n’t eat them again! I wo n’t eat them even if I die!"
The cursed queen is like a swimming fish, galloping fast in this world that belongs to her.
This is the world in coffin, and it can also be said to be the sea of consciousness cursing the queen.
The power of the curse around is very strong.
With Bu Fang's current cultivation base, it can only barely resist.
Why did cultivation base, who cursed female Wang Tong, die?
Bu Fang may not be clear.
However, feeling the resentment of the Queen, perhaps, Bu Fang understood some.
exactly resentment led to the death of the cursed queen.
Although she cut off the seven emotions, she chose the ruthless way.
But ... she couldn't really cut off, so she was on a dead end.
This is also the reason why she resented the cook, why she could not cut off the last ray of love until she died ...
Little Yōu stood numb, standing under the control of the Cursed Queen, holding a dagger and constantly walking towards Bu Fang and come.
On the body of Bu Fang, a flash of light ignited.
That's Divine Fire, on Bu Fang embarked on the fire of sentimentalism, this fire ... The more and more musical notation seems to be transformed into mortal flame.
But it's very different from mortal flame.
It's extraordinary, and perhaps it can only be felt if you feel it yourself.
Little Yōu grabbed the dagger and spurred slowly towards Bu Fang.
The power of the curse, behind the Little Yōu condense, the Chinese have a huge, roaring cursed giant snake.
Roar! ! !
The sound of roaring resounded.
The entire space is shaking.
Under the feet of Bu Fang, the dirt turned and the gravel rolled.
The terrible aura seems to dig three feet.
The dagger, under the giant snake ’s wrap up, stabs toward Bu Fang and wants to pierce the heart of Bu Fang with one stroke.
Little Yōu seems to become… super fierce under the cursing power of wrap up.
Of course, Bu Fang is calm.
The calmness and calmness come from within.
Raise your hand.
A flame is burning in your fingers.
Pointed at the eyebrow of the cursed snake.
It's as if it touched the tip of the dagger.
A drop of scarlet blood appeared.
The power of the curse behind Little Yōu is collapse and scattered, and the cursed snake is also completely collapsed.
A steaming bowl of Dragon Blood Rice rice appeared.
Bu Fang held it and shook it in front of Little Yōu.
"Want to eat?"
Bu Fang Road.
The divine light in the eyes of Little Yōu seems to be slowly recovering come, repeatedly nodding.
The corner of Bu Fang's mouth twitched.
Few times, Dragon Blood Rice rice, suddenly flew into the hands of Little Yōu.
Little Yōu clattered and threw away the dagger.
Holding Dragon Blood Rice rice, began to eat special.
Every bite, the darkness in her body receded a point.
At the end ...
The grievances surrounding Little Yōu dissipated.
"Is it delicious?" Bu Fang asked.
"Delicious." Little Yōu nodded.
Bu Fang patted Little Yōu's head.
Turning her head to look at the cursed queen.
"You ... try it?"
Bu Fang raised the God of Cooking culinary arts bowl of fried rice. What God of Cooking wanted to say might be contained in this bowl of fried rice.
The cursed queen looked at food's relishing Little Yōu for a while, and then had some congestion.
She taught for thousands of years ... could it be that ca n’t compare to a bowl of Dragon Blood Rice rice? !
"For Chef, what we want to say is usually not expressed from the mouth. More expressions ... from dishes."
Bu Fang said lightly.
While holding her hands behind her, she slowly walked towards the cursed queen.
"The emotions we want to express will be expressed through the dishes, especially after embarking on the sentimental way ... What God of Cooking wants to say to you is also in this dish, do you really not want to know?"
Bu Fang asked again.
He step by step, flame burns, the power of the curse disperses.
In the home court of the Cursed Queen, Bu Fang seems to be as laid back as at home.
"No !!"
The cursed queen screamed.
The cursed queen growled.
Her eyes is full of resentment, full of unwillingness ...
She was deceived and said that she was old when she was okay ... But God of Cooking was old by herself, decaying in the world!
Leave the boundless pain alone to her.
The cursed queen screamed.
She is terrible and terrible.
Suddenly.
Bu Fang grabbed a spoonful of fried rice and stuffed it into the cursed queen's mouth ...
"Women are stubborn and precisely is terrible ... God of Cooking is not expected to be so stubborn."
Bu Fang gave a spoonful of fried rice to cursed queen mouth stuff, said lightly.
rumbled's space is still.
There is no terrible explosion, no rumbled.
The whole space became quiet all at once.
Bu Fang watched the emotions in Cursed Queen eyes get complicated.
Involuntary retreat one step.
He exhaled lightly.
Women ... It ’s terrible.
It ’s more comfortable to cook.
......
Curse the stunned Queen chewing.
The familiar taste permeates her taste buds, wrap up lives on her tongue fur.
Round rice grains, warm taste, fragrant smell, penetrated into her body bit by bit, subtly acting on her body.
That feeling is hard to explain.
The darkness around her body was dispersed in this warmth.
A little light appeared in the distance.
A white robe figure walked slowly from a distance and looked at her with a smile.
Looking back at the dim lights, just like in those days.
The figure galloped, reached out a warm big hand, stroked her face, and murmured.
Two lines of tears, sliding down the cheek of the cursed queen.
......
Bu Fang was holding his hand, looking at the cursed queen, and in the distance, weeping and eating fried rice bit by bit.
Sighed with emotion.
The darkness around them slowly began to dissipate.
It ’s like a perpetual ice, with a little smile.
The mountains and rivers are beautiful, and they are back again.
Green grass, green trees.
Lazy spirit beast ...
The familiar picture made Bu Fang nod involuntarily.
Curse the Queen ’s heart, and she was in that bowl of fried rice, stubbornly refusing to eat, but only restraining herself more 10 million years.
Actually.
All the problems are just a bite of fried rice.
Bu Fang shook his head and picked a corner of his mouth.
"Oh, woman."
Distance.
The collapsed wooden house seems to be rebuilt under the flow of time.
The wooden house was built, and soon it was restored.
With the scent of birds and flowers, it's pleasant.
Bu Fang takes a deep breath.
"Bu Fang ... I ’m done, I ’ll have another bowl."
The voice of Little Yōu coldly resounded.
Bu Fang took a deep breath before spitting out, suddenly choked with a choking sound.
Bu Fang thumped his chest and glanced at the innocent Little Yōu.
A little helpless.
When you turn your hand over, another Dragon Blood Rice meal appears.
Preparing to deliver to Little Yōu.
Suddenly ...
The picture in front of me suddenly changed.
hōng lóng lóng ...
It seems like a huge wind is blowing.
Bu Fang opened his eyes.
The clear and bright has been restored.
Bu Fang sits on top of coffin, his face slightly dazed.
In his hand, he grabbed a plate that originally contained fried rice.
coffin.
Little Yōu slowly straightened up from it.
Little Yōu is holding a bowl of Dragon Blood Rice rice in his hands.
Bu Fang looked at the Little Yōu with rice grains on the corner of her mouth, and shook her head involuntarily.
Bang!! !
Little Yōu's eyebrows gathered a black spar.
Her aura began to climb rapidly, climbing continuously ...
Into an instant to a terrible level ...
Bu Fang feels the aura of Little Yōu and can't help feeling.
The inheritance of the cursed queen, Little Yōu is completely mastered ...
Unfortunately, Little Yōu did not finish the ruthless way, and her cultivation base could not rush into the level of the ancestor after all.
But ...
That ’s enough.
Bu Fang sat on coffin, raised his hand, and rubbed the head of Little Yōu.
Outside.
The nobles of the Void City, Mu Hong son, Whitey, Hades Erha and others also saw this scene.
A dangling heart finally let go.
After all, the cursed queen is an ancestor-level expert. If Bu Fang comes out a little surprised, then you really want to cry without tears.
It seems now ...
All are happy.
Crunch.
Curse the door of the Queen's Palace and slowly open it.
Bu Fang took steps to get out of it.
Little Yōu walked out while eating fried rice. She seemed to want to eat back all the fried rice from the millennium.
bronze coffin fell back into the starry sky ladder and was buried deep under the Cursed Queen ’s Palace.
As for what God of Cooking and the Cursed Queen said in the end.
Bu Fang does n’t know, nobody knows.
It can only be regarded as a secret, buried in the dust of history.
"Congratulations to the Cursed Queen!"
Little Yōu walked out of the Queen ’s Palace.
The nobles of the Void City are so excited that they cannot express it in words.
Duke Yunlan, Duke of Nightmare, Duke of Heavenly Mercy, headed by the three, all kneeling down, all respectful.
After that.
The Earl, Viscount, etc. all kneel down.
This scene is quite spectacular.
The originally loose city of nothingness seems to be twisted into a rope at this moment, adding soul.
"Huh?"
Xiao Man looked at all this with satisfaction.
Suddenly.
She seemed to feel something, and raised her hand, her original illusory body, at this moment ... gradually solidified.
She stared blankly.
Originally, she was nothing but an incarnation of the curse of the Queen.
Now, she seems to have become a real person ...
Wow ...
Kneeling on the ground, the excited nobles were all stunned.
From the Queen ’s Palace.
A little green spreading.
Towards covering the whole city of nothingness ...
The green light makes everyone look at it uncontrollably.
The cursed Queen ’s Palace turned into two lights, and those two lights soared toward the universe where the city of nothingness was.
Originally dead city of nothingness, everything around it is under the shroud of glory and restored to endless vitality ...
The bone boat slowly disperses.
The dead stars are also full of vitality, full of greenery, and even ... there are also blooming pink Little Hua.
All the nobles stared blankly.
All this is like a miracle.
Bu Fang looked up and looked at the two lights floating in the stars.
It seemed to turn into two figures and nodded slightly towards him.
Bu Fang has a corner of his mouth.
Photons turned into meteors, pierced the starry sky ... and disappeared into the universe.
It seems to be entangled forever, wandering at the end of eternity.