Apocalyptic Forecast

After all, Huai Shi still did not run.

Of course, this is not to say that he has moral integrity or regards death as home, but that Humber sent a text message.

[Lao Guo was so angry that you exploded, so please ask yourself. PS: If you throw the mess to me, I will sell your photos of women's clothing to Tomorrow News. 】

The moment she saw this text message, Huai Shi gave up running away.

It’s the second thing that the violence is not exposed. The important thing is not to trouble Xiao Amber!

[Sister, you have grown up]

After Huai Shi replied with a ‘comfortable’ text message, he immediately blacked out the bad woman who had changed her heart, and finally sat in a chair and started thinking, choosing a way to die for herself.

After exposing his identity, was the wind critic murdered and died? Or was it ravaged to death by Lao Guo's cooking magic?

Both are the same pain, and the process will be the same long.

It's hard to decide.

In the middle of the night, Huai Shi, who had been wandering for several laps, hesitated for a long time, and finally opened up the all-powerful Tiangushan hotline: "Mr. Longshanfang, I have a friend..."

On the other end of the phone, Longshanfang coughed dryly: "Huai Shijun, we are already familiar with each other, so we don't need to be so outside."

"No, I mean, I really have a friend..."

Longshanfang was silent for a long time, and asked straightforwardly: "Huai Shijun, is your friend...is you very familiar with you?" あ奇奇小说蛧ヤ~7~1~7~(ωωω).qq7 (1)

"..." Huai Shi rolled her eyes and raised her voice: "Anyway, I have a friend—"

"Okay, okay, I know everything." Longshanfang asked helplessly, in a tone that I knew everything, and asked: "What then?"

Huai Shi’s tone of voice suddenly started to shriek, and after a long time stumbling, he asked anxiously: “She accidentally agreed to a Dongxia cooking demon, um... an old man named Guo Shouque’s challenge request, may I ask you Does Tiangushan have any quick training courses that can teach her the skills of turning defeat into victory?"

Silence, a long silence.

It wasn't until Huaishi thought that there was a problem with the phone signal that she heard the dull voice from the other end.

"Huai Shijun, your friend..."

Longshanfang thought about it for a long time, but after all, he simply asked, "Does she want to eat something good?"

"...She doesn't want to, thank you!"

Huai Shi was angry: "I'm really not kidding."

"I know I know!"

Longshanfang's tone became heavy: "Huai Shijun, I understand your feelings, but this kind of thing is totally...just..."

After confirming again and again that the Guo Shouque mentioned by Huai Shi was the Guo Shouque he knew, Longshanfang became more and more distressed: "Huai Shijun, 80 years ago, that Mr. Guo was the most popular cook in Eastern Xia. When I was invited to Tengu Mountain for guidance, I hadn't even entered the door...

Although it is rumored that he has retired because of his injury, if he confronts the Human Chef Demon again, I am afraid that only the Big Tengu can win the battle with him, right? "

Therefore, Yingzhou people are really euphemistic.

Huai Shi simply translated what he meant, and found that it was actually very simple-no help, wait for death and say goodbye.

"Is there really no other way?"

So, brother, do you expect too much from us?

Longshanfang sighed: "It's a pity that although Tiangou Mountain is a little less famous among the kitchen devils, it is not so powerful that it can be said to be the same. After all, there are also Shaoshi Mountain Xiangji Kitchen, Tianzhu Holy River, Nordic Golden Palace, Rome Anthony’s House and other holy places, even among the unknown, there are dragons and crouching tigers.

What you are talking about should be the lady with paper from not long ago? In fact, I have heard of her performance in recent days-even the big tengu praised her for her excellent use, but there is still a huge shortcoming that has not been made up. "

"Huh?" Huai Shi was taken aback: "What do you mean?"

"Ms. Huaizhi is actually more inclined to use than creation?"

Longshanfang pointedly said: "She has no interest in pioneering and forging ahead in the way of cooking magic. What I want to say is not to use cooking as a pursuit, but as a pure tool, just like a bartender.

Of course, this is not a major flaw, and there is no shortage of such people in Tiangushan. After all, the art of cooking is as vast as a sea of ​​smoke, and it is not easy to master the crystallization left by the predecessors. "

He paused, and said solemnly: "But this method won't work in front of Guo Shouque."

"He is too old, Huai Shijun, too experienced, so rich that his opponent will not be shaken by any existing dishes, because he has already taken countermeasures by all means."

"If your friend is going to confront Guo Shouque with the Demon Chef, then you can't hope to defeat him with a secret book that is a hundred years ago.

Because he has existed even longer than the cheats—things older than him cannot defeat him. His own existence is a collection of more than five thousand years of Eastern Xia’s cooking magic skills. "

Longshanfang said: "Miss with paper, we must find another way."

"..."

After a long silence, Huai Shi let out a long sigh: "I understand, thank you, Longshanfang."

"No, it's really shameful." Longshanfang smiled helplessly: "Except for some nonsense, I can do nothing to help."

"No, these words are enough."

After Huai Shi said goodbye, she hung up the phone, took off the coat on the hanger, and looked at the night outside the window.

"I've been here for so many days, and I stayed in the house and didn't go out. I went out to visit the neighbors." He turned around and said, "You take care of your home, protect Maki, don't use the TV to order strange programs, you know?

"Holy! Holy! Holy!"

Behind him, a group of steel crows nodded vigorously, as if you can rest assured that I understand.

The ghost knew they didn't understand.

Huai Shi thought for a while, and in the wailing of the crows, she directly cut the wire of the TV set and pulled out the recharge card on the jukebox by the way.

In this way, the figure of Miss Huaizhi disappeared into the night.

For a long time, for a long time, in the silence, the crows looked at each other. After confirming that Huai Shi was really gone, they fluttered their wings excitedly and couldn't wait.

A self-sacrificing crow grabbed both ends of the wire and restarted the TV.

Then, the rest was drawn from the sofa, under the bed, above the cabinet, in the gaps in the walls, and from the soil in the garden...with gifts from the local crows of Nara.

The DVD player starts.

Under the ray of light that appeared on the screen, they gathered in one place, focused on learning, carefully observing, and immersed in the advanced knowledge of Yingzhou.

Only the sound of admiration ‘Seiya’ came faintly.

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"I know. I will fully consider Shimadzu's invitation. Don't worry. For the long-term cooperation between the two companies, the alliance between Anbo and Satsuma will definitely continue."

"The business strategy of the Tateyama Group will not change in two years."

"...If Asakura's plan is like this, Satomi will reconsider Echizen's investment in the next stage. Satomi will not give in to issues related to the location of the Mercedes production base. Up."

"It is a matter of course to stimulate the economy and revitalize development. Please rest assured, Mr. Mayor, that Satomi will always be the guardian of the house. This will not change. Next, I will arrange for people to discuss the issue of relief funds."

"Nonsense, go back and beg your master."

"It is a foregone conclusion that Taiqing Heavy Industries will fully enter the Yingzhou market. However, the adults in the Ministry of Economic Affairs need not be troubled. If you look at it from another angle, this may not be a bad thing."

"The selection of the Eight Dogs is already on the agenda. Unfortunately, I have made arrangements for the owner of Yide. However, the loyal candidate has not been considered for the time being. Before that, I need to see more sincerity."

"..."

When the six-hour continuous meeting was over, when Kohaku recovered, the sky was already bright.

Express your attitude, listen, mediate and judge, express your position, hide your bottom line, disguise your strategy, buy your friends, and deter your enemies...

Countless things are intricately entangled together, this is just getting started.

There are still three representatives waiting, but compared to the previous things, it is already a trivial matter. After instructing his subordinates to arrange for tomorrow, Satomi Amber took one last look at the eighth room sitting in the quiet room, and suddenly wanted to go out for a walk.

Staying here, I'm so bored...

She opened the door.

In Dawn's home, order has been restored.

The people of Yingzhou don't seem to panic about the arrival of the disaster, and they don't feel strange after the disaster leaves. It seems that the attendants who have been accustomed to ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ from Anfang have once again filled the vacancies and continue to operate the huge manor.

Everything is in order.

Only the cracks on the wall that cannot be repaired for the time being and the traces of collapse, prove the existence of the turmoil yesterday.

After sensing the existence of Amber, those servants who had been rushing around in the early morning quietly retreated to both sides of the road, weakened their sense of existence, and bowed their heads respectfully so as not to disturb the mood of the future master.

Amidst the tranquility, the wide courtyard built by famous artists is full of Zen.

But for some reason, Amber missed the loud-sweeping aunt of the Jinling Social Security Bureau and got up. Although she was already ripe and could not be cooked again, she would yell twice when she saw herself, and occasionally when she bought leeks and pork in the cafeteria. , I would also quietly tell myself that there is a big bun today, and remember to leave work early, otherwise I can't keep up. The fastest update of Qiqi novel https://m.qq*717^m.q^q717.c^om/

But the buns are too tired.

Every time I stuff so much and can’t eat...

Amber sighed and looked at the flying birds passing by in the sky, and suddenly sighed softly: "It's not good to be too quiet."

He turned around dumbly and walked to his bedroom, intending to sleep for a while before noon, but his footsteps stopped for a while.

I felt the faint breath brewing slowly not far away.

Like a surging ground fire, the rising lava arches the earth, and through the thick strata, it emits bursts of scorching heat that cannot be ignored.

When I walked around the corner and came to the lake, I saw the thin back.

It seems to be ten years old overnight.

The evil intentions that can be hidden in the body are even more amazing.

Almost... gushing out!