MTL - Gourmet of Another World-Chapter 1817 Help you take the last step... God

One flower, two flowers.

A lover is born with flowers.

Centered around the restaurant, it spreads around the city-state.

The green branches spread, the branches entwined, and gathered into a flower-like flower. The flower bones quietly vibrate and quietly spread.

The fragrance is fragrant and beautiful.

The flowers spread, all of a sudden, spreading the entire city.

The immortals are silent.

Niu Hansan was holding a small eight, and the cow's eyes were covered with tears.

Step boss... So how can a person like this be like this?

The small flowers are holding a rosewood lunch box, and the eyes are slightly micro-microwave.

Yang Lan sighed and stood up.

The body suddenly changed.

He put on his armor and held a three-pointed, two-edged knife.

The black dog spread in the roaring dog and followed him.

"It's time to go back."

Yang Weidao.

The next moment, turned into a streamer, feet on the clouds, and left the sky.

The immortals were shocked.

And everyone is more exclaimed.

When did they see such a picture?

Even the emperor ministers in the palace were alarmed, and everyone was unbelievable.

Everyone is crouching, constantly bowing, and praying for peace.

I saw a hundred flowers in one day.

This kind of auspicious, they are all excited.

They believe that worshipping at this time can be a matter of course.

Solitary and unparalleled did not go, he leaned on the wall of the restaurant, slowly slipped, and sat down on the ground.

He sighed.

He raised his hand and rubbed his face. The sword was thrown on the ground by him. He is now confused.

Step by step let him go, let him leave the restaurant, travel to the world, perhaps after the travel, his strength can get a full breakthrough.

But there is no match.

He stayed in the restaurant and sat quietly.

Niu Hansan did not leave when he was holding Xiao Ba.

Like the solitary, he stayed in the restaurant.

The old cow is still convinced that the step boss will come back.

Niu Hansan remembered very clearly that he was caught in the pastoral world by the step.

I thought I was going to die.

However, if he is dead, he will not be good in the days of the prison.

However, in the pastoral world, he did not think that the days will get better and better. He even realized his own life value and was full of positive thoughts about his future life.

He learned to cross and played his own role and became the father of the hybrid of the opposite world.

He still remembers that he and the step-by-step discussion of the method of making the dry pot.

How to integrate the will of heaven into the ingredients...

Everything about it, like it, is like a world.

Xiaoba is also listless and has no appetite for eating.

The little flower is gone.

She has to do what she should do, she promised to step, and naturally she has to finish.

Niu Hansan did not go with her.

Little flowers are not strong.

Therefore, she turned into a giant python, squatting through the sky, her mouth licking the food box, as if there was a strange energy flowing in the lunch box.

In fact, the lunch box contains only the food made with ordinary ingredients.

......

The wild universe.

Letter Valley Tianguan.

The four strong men sitting on the corner of the Hanggu Tianguan slowly opened their eyes.

The eyes of the Tongtian teacher are extremely complicated.

He raised his hand and the sword lighted.

Holding hands, standing on the wall of Tianguan, looking at the distant scorpio, suspended a dish.

That dish is like the most amazing dish in the world, and it shines brightly.

The dish attracts everyone's attention, just a glance, it makes people unable to suppress the release of appetite.

Can't wait to taste the food.

However, no one dares to taste it.

Under the simple dish, there is a terrible horrible existence.

Around the dishes, there are also a variety of arrays.

Those are the top-level formations of the wild universe, and each method has terrible lethality.

These arrays are all designed to prevent the terrible existence of the dish from being suppressed.

"Five hundred years... it’s gone."

Tongtian teaches the Lord to sigh.

Five hundred years have passed, so it is so fast.

The array of steps arranged can only suppress the soul for a thousand years, but now, time is half past.

It seems that there is an hourglass that is constantly flowing.

It’s time to flow through.

Tongtian teaches the master to be deep.

He stepped out in one step.

The next moment, the figure suddenly disappeared into the world.

A sword light, across the innocent universe.

I shot to find the fairy.

Looking for a fairy.

Tongtian teaches the main body wearing a robe, carrying a green Pingjian sword and walking slowly.

In the distance, it is a restaurant.

Around the restaurant, the flowers are full.

Tongtian teaches the main eye to shrink.

Those flowers are the cohesion of the will, with the energy that makes him feel guilty.

He walked in the gap between the flowers and came to the restaurant.

In front of the door, two people, one chicken.

Niu Han three a nose, a tear, crying heart is sour.

The Tongtian teacher sneaked a glimpse of him.

After a turn, his eyes fell on the unparalleled body.

Tongtian teaches the main eye to shrink.

Looking at the solitary, it seems as if you are looking at a sharp sword that is going to be squirted.

The genius of kendo, the understanding of the sword, far exceeds the so-called sword fairy.

If he is given enough time to grow up, he can even reach the level of chaotic saints.

It’s rare.

The solitary and unparalleled look at the Tongtian teacher.

There is compassion in the eyes.

The Heavenly Master did not speak and shook his head.

Although he moved the idea of ​​collecting the apprentice, he saw a dying ash from the eyes of the unparalleled.

He knows that if he proposes to accept the apprentice, he will definitely be rejected by the unparalleled.

With a hand-squeezing sword, the gods of the Heavenly Masters cover the entire search star.

For a long time... I was sighing.

After all, it is still late.

Is it really a decaying mortal who disappeared between heaven and earth?

Seek failure?

Going to the end of life?

Tongtian teaches the master of the complex.

Step out.

The figure of the body instantly smashed away.

......

Find a fairy.

The snow is covered with mountains and snow.

Covered by a thick layer of mountain road, two figures, walking hard.

Step by step, walking step by step, leaving footprints in the snow, but this footprint was quickly covered by the wind and snow.

Xiaobai also followed suit behind him.

far away.

A small house emerges.

The small white mechanical eye flashes.

Steps came to the front of the wooden house, gently pushed open, shaking off the crisp snow.

familiar place.

The step back is back here.

He pushed the door of the wooden house and took out the bamboo chair from it.

Unfortunately, the chair has rotted and the wooden house has almost collapsed...

The decaying wooden house is like a rotten step.

Instead of sitting in a chair, the step is instead sitting on the ladder in front of the wooden house.

Sitting quietly.

Xiaobai is also sitting next to him.

The atmosphere is very quiet and there is no sound.

The leaves are full of rustling and rustling.

Silence is like a silent game.

Step by step, I chose to lie here, living a simple and chic life.

And now...

He returned to here and sat down again.

Xiaobai sat quietly, he was rusty, rotten, and almost the same as the step...

The gaze of the step is shining.

He lowered his head and all the voices became very clear.

The sound of insects, the sound of snow melting, the sound of the wind...

The playfulness of the children in the village under the mountain, the fish wandering under the frozen river in the mountain stream...

Oh...

The step suddenly returned to God.

Quietly turned his head and looked at the white side of his body.

Xiaobai’s body exudes a little white light...

The white light is constantly dissipating, dissipating in the air, floating in the void...

Xiaobai’s mechanical eyes looked at the steps.

It reached out and patted it on the shoulders of the steps.

After...

The body began to turn into white light and scatter.

Jingle Bell……

It sounds like a wind chime swaying.

Step by step, looking at the white light into the white light.

It’s like slipping into the sand between the fingers...

The feeling of losslessness made him inexplicably uncomfortable.

Step up and raise your hand.

He looked at his fingers, his fingertips, and a little white light like white...

These white spots, like the transmission array formed by the step when the system first appeared.

Step by step up and look at the sky.

The white spots of his body have thus drifted into the sky...

Jingle Bell……

The sound of the wind chimes is sound.

In front of the decaying wooden house, it is empty.

boom……

Snowflakes are flying.

The wooden house roared, and the decaying wooden house fell to the ground and was completely ruined.

Under the cover of snow.

Become the dust of history.

Step by step and Xiaobai, this time... really disappeared.

......

In the mist.

Step by step opened his eyes.

Is he dead?

He glanced at his body, his old body disappeared, and he became slender and thin again, just as he had just inherited the system.

The step is a little bit worried, he doesn't want to go ruthlessly, not because of anything else, just because he is a cook.

If it is ruthless, what good food can he cook?

There are no emotional dishes... that are all hooligans.

He does not deny that he is ruthless, can exist, it is his reason.

The ruins of the heavens are ruthless.

If there is love in the sky, it is because of ruthlessness that it will last forever.

The steps looked around.

The darkness is incomparable. It is a cold darkness, like a soul being imprisoned and unable to break free.

Xiaobai is not there, there is no acquaintance around.

A sense of loneliness that makes you feel lonely.

Looking back at the mortal for five hundred years.

He felt the warmth of human life in the world.

The mortal life is limited. It is not easy for him to live for five hundred years because of his physical body.

And for five hundred years, he saw through the decay and reincarnation of life.

Family, friendship, love, brotherhood, mentoring...

He has felt all the emotions.

Of course, these feelings are felt from mortals.

For him, it is shocking.

Oh...

The step is thinking, the boundless darkness, perhaps only the feelings in these memories can bring a little warmth to his body.

suddenly.

Step by step, looking at the boundless darkness.

A little white light gathered together.

The illusion made a figure.

The figure is extremely vague.

However, the feeling of giving the step is very familiar.

That kind of familiarity, deep into the bone marrow, into the soul.

Blurred face, can't see clearly, slender figure, flying black hair.

Wearing a simple white robe.

He is condensed by the white light spots and suspended in front of the steps...

Ok?

Step by step.

Staring at the figure.

The blurred figure, slowly suspended, and soon suspended in front of the steps.

The blurred face is close, and the face of the step is almost together.

The step can even feel that the other person is laughing...

"who are you?"

Asked step by step.

The sound produced by the vibration of the soul resounded in the mind of the step.

However, the voice is the body of the concession, and it is suddenly tight...

"Bai Shi host...you are finally here..."

"Hundreds of generations, only you who insisted on coming here."

"who am I?"

"I am here to help you take the last step...God."