Guardian Chapter 40: Kyoto market, monsters sell meat


The mouse demon Xiaoer took advantage of the vomiting heart-to-heart break.

With a loud noise, he broke the window and jumped off the building.

The huge movement shocked all diners and scurrying around.

"The thief should go away." Chen Mingting spit out bitter gall, roared, and pursued the rat demon.

Ou Julian grabbed Chen Feng, who was about to chase after him, "I'm going to shake people, look at Lao Chen, this guy is too reckless, I'm afraid he will be tricked."

Chen Feng nodded, said a word of caution, and ran in the direction where Chen Mingting disappeared.

Chen Feng ran around, realizing that something was wrong.

The corridor is so long. After running for a long time, how do you feel that you have returned to the original place again?

Chen Mingting didn't catch up, let's not say, the diners in the original place did not see, even the entertainers were also gone, and the surroundings were quiet.

Chen Fengxin said, it's over, this is a ghost hit the wall.

The effect of covering the eyes is greatly reduced. You have to find the magic child who casts the spell and break the eyes to get out of this puzzle.

Chen Feng thought from this, the Qingfeng Tower in front of him was completely gone, and a lively market appeared.

There is everything for sale, and there are shouts one after another.

Chen Feng had a sullen face, responding to all changes with the unchanging, and said in his heart, "Play illusion with me, grandpa, I dreamed of a magical force, and I was afraid of your illusion?

He quietly released the gadgets that the iron wire had done before from the void shuttle.

The swarms of little ants on the iron wire, swiftly, scattered in all directions like Khan Guoer.

However, Chen Feng's expression soon became weird.

In front of this, apart from the illusion that Qingfenglou turns to the bazaar, everything in the bazaar turned out to be real.

Chen Feng opened his eyes and looked as he walked, his face almost as gloomy as ink.

"Hey, guest officer, don't you have an idea, the fat pig just slaughtered is still hot."

The butcher who greeted Chen Feng enthusiastically, with green onion nostrils and big fat ears, his mouth hummed, and the two boning knives rubbed back and forth, and chopped "pork chops" on the chopping board.

Chen Feng didn't talk, he watched and listened to all directions. Before he knew the name, he stopped moving for the time being.

"Oh, boy, which mountain is it? Why is it so handsome? My bean curd is tender and smooth, and you want to eat it if you eat it."

The container for selling bean curd, the "monkey brain" with half the size of a watermelon, the shell is lifted, the **** white pulp is still beating, the hairy face of the bean curd Lei Gong's mouth, from time to time scratched at the armpit Stuff the lice in the mouth.

Chen Feng became angry, his stomach was upset, but he could only endure and continue to observe.

"Here is a duck neck, it's not spicy, no money."

The duck-neck seller has a flat mouth and a rattling voice in his speech. Indodolin's hands are raised and the knife is dropped, and the thick "duck neck" of the bowl is chopped to the size of a thumb.

"Soy sauce-flavored braised chicken feet, remove the bones and nails, melt in the mouth, buy paws for your feet."

"Chicken feet" ripped the skin without bones, and the person who sold the chicken feet picked up both hands and fell, banging Q bombs.

"Snake soup is so crispy or not, the skin is cleaned up, crunchy and crispy."

Snake sellers have orange eyes with vertical pupils, and the forked tongue can be seen while speaking.

"Would you like clear water fish, sliced, thin as cicada wings, the dipping sauce is the most delicious when eaten raw, without chewing in your mouth, come on, eat one catty, get one catty free."

"What's wrong with you? It's as thin as a cicada's wing, then my fried silkworm chrysalis, fragrant than fish oil, don't bother you."

"Two people, don't be noisy, I invite you to try this roasted whole lamb, and try to be mutated."

The three of them gathered together, a murloc man with open cheeks and bubbles, a silkworm breeder with two wrappers on his back, and a shepherd with two horns on his head.

As you saw before him, Chen Feng was barely stretched.

Where are chickens, ducks, and fish? They are all human parts.

It's not people who do business, it's all demons.

It's not all right to say that demons are not all, semi-transformed demons.

Consumers become consumer goods, and consumer goods become consumers. This fair is so magical.

Walking to a place where "roast pigeons", Chen Feng couldn't help it anymore and shouted "Stop".

The pigeon tied to the fire frame and dipped in the sauce is obviously a dumbfounded and alive Chen Mingting.

Chen Feng rushed forward and smashed the pigeon beast that Gu Gu Gu was about to ignite with one punch.

The pigeon beast didn't react at all, it flopped twice, pumped twice on the ground, its head was puffy, and it hung up.

Chen Feng made an angry shot and directly used the killing and slashing technique Skystrike.

The "businessmen" in the market were dumbfounded on the spot, and the monster beast was thinking stupidly. Where did this monster in such a perfect form come from? Why did you kill someone? Grab a fresh and tender meal, isn't it necessary?

It’s no wonder that these monsters can’t see through Chen Feng, Chen Feng is passive, one hides the sky from the sky, and the other is forty-nine. Is that something ordinary can be seen through?

Chen Mingting was untied by Chen Feng. The rough guy just loosened his ties and cried out, "My brother, you can count it. Has the rescuer from the Department of Soul Surgery come in? You can step on the horse. Grandpa scared me to death."

The pig teammates are talking about Chen Mingting's color.

When the loud voice roared, the market exploded. The countless monsters were stunned for a while before hurriedly rolling up the stalls, screaming and screaming all around, this scene shouted with the previous life " So what's coming" Almost.

There were others who didn't run, but instead surrounded them.

Chen Mingting didn’t know it, and he was still talking about it, "Brother, don’t you know, these little monsters are my opponents? I was captured by a treacherous man. It’s a human, not a monster. People who step on horses are scumbags."

Chen Feng ignored the sling hair, staring at the evil beasts surrounding him with a bad expression, pulled up Chen Mingting on the ground, and pointed forward, "The power of the lion roar is maximized, shocking Xiaoxiao."

"What's the power?" Chen Mingting didn't react for a while, and realized by himself: "You mean how many levels of skill, right? The highest nine, I have repaired to the fourth level, and I can roar with a lion."

I've heard of it for the tiger, and Chen Feng has heard of it for the first time.

"Well, come on." Chen Feng suddenly hunched his back, posed for the sky strike, ready to fight with all his strength while Chen Mingting stunned the opponent's mind.

Chen Mingting meowed Chen Feng with a look of "Can you?", and said in his heart: Didn't you come up from the landlord through the back door? There are nine out of ten ordinary people who call soul masters, in your posture, are you ready to leave?

Suspicious to doubt, Chen Mingting is not idle, roaring, the ground shakes.

I saw four concrete male lions roaring out of his body, sound waves transformed, and the roar of the lion turned into a roar. Chen Mingting came up to the fourth level of the lion roar.

The monster beasts all around shuddered, and the sea of ​​consciousness was shocked, and the feelings of fainting, nausea, and head swelling came again and again.

Almost at the same time, Chen Mingting only heard a crackling noise from his side, and a shadow rushed out.

In his stunned mouth, the monster beasts that had been subjected to the short-term "stiffness" effect flew into the air one by one, deep-fried into pieces of meat in the air.

Chen Feng shot, went all out, the sky strike was unreserved.

He doesn't even know how terrifying his current "savage collision" is in Chen Mingting's eyes.

Expanded Nahai called the soul song, cleansing the bones of Xiantian Daowan, tempered the flesh and blood of the rosary essence, and the spirit of the big tongue soul wine, plus a variety of snacks that are rewarded by the soul Medicine, combined with nearly five hundred years of cultivation, this seemingly unremarkable brute force blows the sky.

Chen Mingting was all stupid. Looking at Chen Feng who was bathing in the rain of blood, there was a kind of absurdity that "the big guy is by my side, I actually yelled at him".

After thinking about it, I fought a cold war. I went out in a cold sweat, and thought in my heart: The Tianji group is as horrible as it is. There are thirteen before, and there are eleven today. Fortunately, eleven is not crazy. Clean it again.

Big brothers, if you don't have such a behind-the-scenes game, they are just six-rank Xiaoqiu officials, and they can't stand the stimulation.


Leave a Reply