Gourmet of Another World Chapter 85: The Late Emperor
Abrupt Mission?
Bu Fang's mind still echoed the sound of the system, and his face was a little surprised. This time Abrupt Mission came so fast. This was just level up and mission.
ingredient capture for the first time ... Preparation time is only one day, Bu Fang frowned. Is the preparation time for the day too short?
"System, capture ingredient is going to send me teleportation to that Wildlands, right? So what do I do with Small Shop? Not open?" Bu Fang asked in confusion.
"The time limit of host capture ingredient is two days. If the two days are not capture to the appropriate ingredient, host Abrupt Mission will be judged as a failure. Ten percent of the origin crystal origin energy conversion rate will be deducted as a penalty. Within two days of capture ingredient, Small Shop will be suspended. Business status, "the system said in its usual high-cold tone.
Bu Fang nodded, and I also know a little about this Abrupt Mission, but my heart is getting a little more nervous, because once it fails, the origin energy conversion rate of 10% Ah... will be deducted ... This is simply the flesh of Bu Fang.
origin energy conversion rate is very important for Bu Fang's level up. It has finally risen to fifty. If 10% is deducted because of mission failure, then Bu Fang has to lie on the toilet to cry.
Yawning, Bu Fang returned to the room, lay on the bed, and then the sound of regular breathing sounded one after another.
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crown prince palace.
crown prince Ji Cheng'an's face is gloomy like water, his fists are tightly squeezed, and the nails are almost pinched into the palm of his hand, which is enough to show how wicked the crown prince is at the moment.
"Ji Chengyu ... you dare to collude with the extraterritorial Sect! You are killing Ah!" Ji Chengan looked complexion, looking at the dry corpse of Xu Shi in the hall, the sadness that can not be concealed in eyes.
Xu Shi has followed him for many years, and has always been his most powerful under the hand/subordinate, but now he is the poisonous hand of Ji Chengyu. Although he has no evidence to prove that king Yu colluded with the extraterritorial Sect, but the bright-eyed people are well aware of it. The only one who destroyed the soup was king Yu.
"Ji Chengyu, Ji Chengyu ... 枉 You claim to be incapable, this time it is not a big flaw, even I can guess that you colluded with Sect outside the domain, will not be able to guess with the wisdom of your father? You really are your father Is the emperor confused? "
There was a mocking smile on crown prince gloomy's face, and the pleasure in his eyes grew stronger.
"As I said ... you are dying Ah!"
crown prince's sneer echoed in the crown prince palace, constantly echoing, with a point of suppressed anger and killing intent.
Yu prince's mansion.
king Yu sits sideways on a sandalwood chair, one leg is tilted, and the slender palm is gently patted on the knee, and his eyes are staring into the distance like water.
His face is very bland, and he can't see the mood, but the lightness of exactly makes it even more frightening.
At the door, a shivering figure came trembling to walk, trembling and dying, and was about to die, as if a gust of wind could blow it down.
Hun Qianyun's aura has languished to pinnacle, almost falling to the level of fifth grade Battle-King. Obviously this secret technique escape was a huge injury to his body.
"old man ... I have seen king Yu." Hun Qianyun seems to have become thinner, almost precisely skinny, and the two soul fires in the eye sockets have become very dull.
"tut tut 啧, our elder Soul Sect seems not to be hurt. This body is like this King can be crushed with a finger." king Yu mouth raised, looked at Hun Qianyun under the steps, raised a finger, Gently gestured.
The fire of soul in Hun Qianyun's eyes shook, figure tightened slightly, and a faint pitch-black True Energy lingered around his body.
"What does king Yu mean? Although old man is seriously injured ... but mission has been completed perfectly, king Yu will not come to a bridge to cross the river?"
king Yu glanced at him and said lightly, "Yeah, you have completed mission, but it also left me a big trouble? could it be that, don't you know?"
"I just need you to destroy the Sage Herb Phoenix Chicken Soup, crown prince people. If you kill them, you will ruin them. Do n’t leave a trace, but ... why did you provoke the mysterious Small Shop?" king Yu's tone suddenly became cold. Rising up, whole body also stood up from the chair, suddenly exposing a coercion on the upright body.
This is a high-level coercion, oppressing towards that Hun Qianyun.
Hun Qianyun sighed, after all, king Yu is king Yu, worthy of being the son of Great Emperor Changfeng. Although not as strong as himself, the coercion is not weak at all ...
However, Hun Qianyun is not too worried. king Yu has not yet dared to tear his face with him Soul Sect, so king Yu may not dare to kill him.
Sure enough, the coercion of king Yu quickly dissipated, and glanced at Hun Qianyun indifferently.
"This time this King has spared you. The so-called thing is nothing but the next mission messed up, then it is not as simple as rolling back to Soul Sect." king Yu stood on his hands, calmly, his body was True Energy Winding out, almost even the air is about to be crushed.
Hun Qianyun deep breath, cultivation base of king Yu has reached peak of fifth grade Battle-King, only precisely can reach sixth grade Battle-Emperor ...
Hun Qianyun retreated, leaving only king Yu in the hall.
He raised his hand, a mass of True Energy lingered in suspension, and he was suddenly crushed by him ...
"My dear brother, now you must be complacent about discovering my flaws, but ... what about it? If the Father Emperor really wants to execute me, then my son must have ... rebelled. "
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Xiao Meng stepped out of Tianxuan Gate, glanced back at the towering Grand Palace, and sighed helplessly.
Wild and unruly like you, Great Emperor Changfeng finally lost to the years, and fought over Sect for more than a hundred years. In the end, his son collusion with Sect to break his last hope of lingering ... It is a bit ironic.
"After all, Supreme-Being is just mortal after all ..." Xiao Meng had a soothing face, his eyebrows creases tightly, and he sighed slightly, leaving his sleeves.
In the big Grand Palace, the old emperor sits on Dragon Throne and keeps coughing. aura becomes more and more languishing, and death aura appears on his face.
Lian Fu looked at the emperor with a worried face, and his face was full of sorrow.
"His Majesty ... or the old slave will ask the Royal Doctor to come and see." Lian Fu said.
The emperor waved his hands, his eyes were all muddy, but his domineering was still the same.
"The wish of my life is to sweep Sect, to make the empire peaceful, and the existence of Sect is a hidden danger." The emperor said hoarsely, unable to hear joy and sadness. "Now my good son actually colluded with the Sect for the throne. Is this very ironic? "
"I feel the pain in my old face."
Lian Fu didn't speak, and stood side by side respectfully, looking calm.
The emperor stood up tremblingly and laughed lightly, and the hoarse laughter echoed in Imperial Palace Big Grand Palace.
"Hey, Great Emperor Changfeng, the emperor who swept hundreds of Sects, even if it is late, he can't let his son be like a slap to the face. Being a son should give his father the awesomeness ... he will soon understand."
The faint voice with a bit of bully and a little self-confidence echoed in the big Grand Palace, and then gradually dissipated.
Lian Fu's face became more respectful, bowing his body, watching the emperor's back disappear.
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The next day, early morning.
Bu Fang opened the store as usual, but today he had to tell Xiaoyi about the suspension of business for two days. By this time, the girl stupidly ran come and ate a closed door.
Fatty Jin and other people came here, which made the cold Small Shop more popular. Fatty Jin pointed the eyes and found new dishes Red Braised Pork and suddenly.
"Step Boss, this new dish is a bit expensive Ah... ... It actually needs a hundred origin crystal, which is really not advantageous." The price of Red Braised Pork slightly extinguishes the enthusiasm of Fatty Jin. After all, although he is a tyrant, but ... one day Hundreds of origin crystal, even local tyrants have pain.
"New dishes, won't let you down, believe me." Bu Fang expressionlessly said.
Fatty Jin glanced at Bu Fang for a long time, and finally shot the case and ordered this Red Braised Pork. The corner of Bu Fang turned up and turned into the kitchen.
When he walked out of the kitchen with aroma overflowing Red Braised Pork, Xiaoyi had arrived at Small Shop.
At the door, an old familiar figure slowly stepped into the store.
"Step Boss, your plaque is not as good as the words you raised." The old man said with a smile.