Apocalyptic Forecast

Guo Shouque remained motionless.

From the time he unfolded freely to the present, he has been sitting in his rocking chair lazily bathing in blood, as if an elderly man is basking in the sun.

Even if the sky is broken outside, it has nothing to do with him.

Too lazy to move.

He hummed the past tunes intermittently in the faint wailing, enjoying this moment of leisure like sleeping but not sleeping.

Dirty blood and malice surrounded him, and immediately fled out in horror, unexpectedly forming a faint ‘clearance area’ around the small courtyard.

Under the rocking chair, his shadow was turbulent like a water wave, slowly creeping, changing between various hideous silhouettes, faintly making a sneer. Compared with the evil thoughts and disasters entangled in his body, the so-called self-containedness is not worth mentioning!

At best, it's just a bit big today.

How should I put it, it's pretty exciting!

In this slow sway, recalling the scene before departure.

The old customer who came back to the door after a long time, old acquaintance.

"Go to Yingzhou?"

At that time, Guo Shouque was cooking his pickled mustard carelessly, "Cooking Demon Contest? Forget it, he is old and his bones are stiff and he doesn't want to move anymore."

"If you are extremely quiet, you should think about it, and occasionally move your legs without losing money."

Xuanniao took up his rocking chair and held a bowl of white fungus porridge from his refrigerator. After entering the door, he didn’t stop his mouth: “There should be something new there, maybe there will be surprises, you shouldn’t think bored."

"Are you sure?" Guo Shouque raised his eyes and moved intentionally.

He is not afraid that Xuanniao will pit himself.

We have known each other for so many years, and we have never dealt with each other less. Xuanniao wants to pit himself, there are 100,000 ways to let him go back and find no one, there is no need to go to the door to pay for this.

Moreover, this guy has never set a target without seeing a rabbit or hawking.

I have to admit that Guo Shouque is a little curious about the surprise that Xuanniao said. The fastest updated novels https://

He thought for a while and asked, "What do I need to do?"

"Be a cook, or do you have to fight and kill?" Xuanniao got up again, grabbed a spoon and poured himself a large bowl, and continued to sneer: "Just do what you want to do, as a public traveler. "

"Then I would give you a job while eating hot pot and singing songs?"

Guo Shouque sneered: "Besides, do you expect that I will do what you want?"

"Aren't we familiar with this?"

Xuanniao looked up, showing a faithful and kind smile—the beard was still covered with a piece of white fungus Guo Shouque had just boiled last night.

His face is almost full of arrangements.

Although this old guy is not very good at fighting, he is not very good at doing things. He never stood out among the sublimates of the same generation, but the reason why he was able to sit on the position of king of the genealogy, except for a stable character and concentration. In addition, it means mastering the general trend with one hand.

Always send the most suitable person to the most suitable place at the most suitable time.

To understand intuitively-there is nothing wrong with that guy's matchmaking.

It is similar to the result obtained after matching big data and massive information in the cyberpunk world. It is a natural fit, and it is better than Cupid's stuff.

Relying on this ability, the wedding wine he went to drink didn't even go with the money, and he could bring a few red envelopes to thank the matchmaker when he left. And every time he had to carry two pig heads from Guo Shouque back to drink.

The cheapness is more than anyone else, but I still have to thank him.

Routines can be copied while walking, and Sao can be learned, but others can't learn the skills and vision of this hand operation.

Guo Shouque shook his head and sneered: "I always feel that it's okay for you to come to me. Maybe these two or two old bacon will be put in the pit for you... I heard that Kuafu's stupid child went out to give it to you last time. Express delivery, but Tyre hit it on the ground!"

"The trouble he caused himself is my business!"

Xuanniao's eyes widened innocently: "I can't let him spit on me!"

"It depends on who sent him to spit."

Guo Shouque had a contemptuous expression of ‘I don’t know you yet’. Everyone is an old fox for thousands of years.

"Don't worry, don't worry, you will be going well this time."

Xuanniao promised, patted his chest.

In this regard, Guo Shouque does not doubt.

This kind of thing is like the sky is blue and people will die.

As long as Xuanniao says you will be smooth, you will be smooth, very smooth, very smooth. It's as if Bai Ze said that you are lucky and your luck will be very good.

As long as you steadily move slowly, you will be able to get what you want in the end in all likelihood.

But this feeling of doing part-time work makes him very unhappy. You go to work, I will make money... Guo Shouque has been taken advantage of by him.

What's even more irritating is that Xuanniao even picked up the spoon and made himself a bowl.

"Don't eat anymore. I have boiled a pot, and you are almost finished! Are you a black bird or a black pig!" Guo Shouque was angry, grabbed the spoon with his hand, and put the casserole back into the refrigerator: "Hurry up!"

"You promised?"

Xuanniao clicked his mouth and looked around: "I just saw mustard pickles? You bring me back. The children grow up and take nourishment."

Ten minutes later, Guo Shouque, who was furious and frustrated, came out.

In addition to the mustard jar, he also carried an extra bun of bacon, and he returned with a full load.

It was decided at the time.

Kuafu went to the abyss to deliver the courier, Guo Shouque went to Yingzhou to work as a kitchen demon, and Xuanniao went home to eat mustard.

Everyone has a bright future.

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Now, thunder fell from the sky.

Guo Shouque finally raised his pupils from the rocking chair, no vivid white could be seen in his dark eyes, quietly staring at the bright light falling from the sky.

Casually, he kicked the bamboo basket beside him.

The lid of the bamboo basket suddenly lifted, and the darkness swayed, and strange shadows flew out of it, reflecting on the blood-colored glass sky.

It was like a growing invisible mouth, casually swallowing the thunder light into the abdomen, and then slowly contracted it back, and then slowly closed the lid of the bamboo basket.

Please enter the urn.

"Yingzhou is really a treasure of geomantic omen."

Guo Shouque lowered his head, staring at the trembling bamboo basket, his brows were slowly raised: "Lying down, there are all the ingredients delivered to the door? It's really interesting...Kanda Cangzhen?"

"Who is calling me?"

Now, after that old face had shattered from the cracked sky, Kanda sniffed the ominous breath in the air, and his mind flashed, distinguishing the familiar breath, and his eyes widened.

"You are a member of the Eastern Xia pedigree! You attacked the members of Luming Pavilion on the territory of Yingzhou. Do you want to beat the contradiction between the two countries? Unlock the secrets here immediately!"

"You think too much, you may be able to represent Luming Pavilion, but I can't represent the Dongxia Pedigree... at best, it's just a passing cook."

Guo Shouque laughed strangely, raised his hand, raised his head and told him, "In other words, it is not the Dongxia Pedigree that you angered, but me."

Such a weird smile and dark eyes augured for anxiety.

Looking around at the weird scenes, Kanda Cangzhen's eyes widened, and he shot the laser light with all his strength, but in any case he could not tear the thick dark ocean to pieces, nor could he break free from this secret instrument.

On the contrary, I felt that the heat was germinating from the inside of the body a little bit.

The thunder and lightning, which is a plasma phenomenon, are also afraid of burning!

"What do you mean!"

He was furious: "Aren't you the one who initiated the attack and caused the incident!"

"You can't say that."

Guo Shouque raised his hand and sprinkled a handful of salt.

The finely crushed salt powder fell from the fingertips, into the bamboo basket, and then quickly enlarged, turned into a mountain-like behemoth, and poured into the ocean in the whistling.

The boiling and thick Black Sea below also became more and more weird.

After countless bubbles, an eye-like object lifted up and looked at Thor's place coldly.

The Heavenly Movement Taiko drum blasted loudly, and the thunder spread, but this time the huge gravitational force could not be dispelled, countless sticky limbs wrapped around the teeth, continuously protruding towards the thunder light in the sky...

A little bit, I want to pull him into the deepest darkness!

A hoarse and deep laughter sounded from there, full of malice from the abyss and unspeakable ferociousness.

Mocking his resistance.

"So, your Luming Pavilion, isn't it... too arrogant? Is there any other way to provoke a cook besides smashing his stove?"

Guo Shouque rubbed the garlic in his hands, took off the thin layer of garlic, and told him slowly: "Since the birth of the old man for more than one hundred and ninety years, I have been thinking day and night, but not sleeping. There is only one thing to forget about food, and that is cooking.

For the sake of cooking, the old can do anything at all costs, even if they sacrifice their own lives...As a result, until now, they have no wives, no children, and betrayed by their apprentices, losing one third of their taste and all their sense of smell. It's hard to heal from the sickness, and such a bleak life is really hard to tell. "Qiqi novels are published on the whole network

"One of the few pleasures, but it's just to bully young people—"

Sighing like that, he smashed the garlic in his hand and threw it into the bamboo basket at will. The pungent smell spread, like a giant iceberg, stirring the boiling sea of ​​darkness.

With the boiling of the dark ocean, Guo Shouque lowered his head and looked down at his face: "Now, after you take away my little fun, will you blame me for instigating the incident?"

"This is ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ too unreasonable, right?"

He smiled and asked, "This is too self-talking, right?"

At that moment, after a long absence for decades, Kanda Cangzhen felt the sensation of his heart contracted again. That kind of smile is more disturbing than any cold words and hideous expressions.

It's like... looking at the fish on the chopping board.

Calm and tranquil, full of expectations.

"You... what do you want to do!"

Kanda Cangzhen asked in a low voice. Behind him, Tiandong Taiko roared suddenly, and the screaming hammer in his hands broke at the sound, almost self-destructively hitting it.

The burst of brilliant thunder light soared into the sky and turned into an ocean of thunder for thousands of miles.

Thor descended.

In an instant, there were cracks all over the bamboo basket, and countless black mists rose up.

A stream of fiery thunder light, like a spear, came out from it, penetrated Guo Shouque's face and head, and stretched backwards. The tens of thousands of miles of straight light tore through his free fetal membrane and shot into the sky.

However, after the broken head, what emerged was a more hideous appearance than the cruel fragments.

The soul that had already been frozen and entangled opened thousands of eyes from behind the crack, looking down at Kanda Cangzhen's stunned appearance, still smiling.

"Don't be afraid, I'm just a cook, how can I hit people?"

The countless neighing noises overlapped and gradually turned into Guo Shouque's old voice: "I just want to make a bowl of old soup to replenish the body..."

He raised his hand and closed the lid of the bamboo basket.

It's time for the soup.

"But, be careful."

Guo Shouque's broken head slowly proliferated, his face closed, and his lips opened and closed and he made a sincere voice.

This is the final reminder.

"I have cooked enough soup in **** for tens of thousands of years in this pot, but it will eat people—"