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In a trance, Guo Shouque seemed to see an erratic vision from the steam rising in the pot.

In the illusion, a yellow and white dog squatted lonely on the road. Looking back, tears appeared in his eyes.

Don't kill, please don't kill!

What did I do wrong being so tortured by you? Why do you treat me this way?

Such an innocent and resentful voice resounded in my ears, and I felt the bitterness with empathy-the soft rice in the mouth and the loving fish in the pot suddenly no longer fragrant.

Happiness belongs to others, and I have nothing.

Guo Shouque's chewing paused for a moment, and his ivory chopsticks trembled slightly. At this moment, he felt unprecedented...loneliness!

At this moment, for unknown reasons, all the people in the audience had a strange illusion.

——He looks like a dog.

"It's so humble.

In the midst of the taste that gradually turned from strong to bitter, Guo Shouque raised his head and experienced the novel taste: "The humble is simply, not worth mentioning...Miss Huaizhi, your malice is really delicious. !"

Raising his head, throwing a large spoonful of fish and soft rice into the bottomless throat, Guo Shouque grinned and laughed cheerfully: "Even if it is dog food, it makes people happy!"

Behind him, the long white hair had no wind, and the thick darkness slowly rose up, turning into a violent flame, rising wantonly.

A breath of terror spread from his body.

Turning the entire arena into a literal... hell.

The radiation of one person's soul alone was enough to break the current blockade and form such a terrible pollution.

This terrible disaster and the background are beyond expectation.

Huai Shi was stunned.

Never seen such a terrible single dog.

It’s just a dog food, isn’t it?

Why is it so sour? It's because I didn't take out the bag earned by Witch's Night, otherwise, would this old man explode on the spot?

There is also the cost of the stone pavilion and the balance on my card now...

And their corrupted character.

But it is terrible.

Now, under the stimulation of this humble feeling and anger, Guo Shouque opened his mouth, unexpectedly bursting out with endless appetite and strength.

Under the stimulus of malice, even greater malice was produced.

All the things on the table are swept away.

Especially not enough, he picked up the plate and pot, stuck out his extremely long tongue, and sucked away the last drop of soup.

Carefree, smiling.

"how is the taste?"

Huai Shi looked at his violent posture and asked.

"Excellent! Unfortunately, it's still not enough!"

Guo Shouque raised his hand and wiped the corners of his mouth, licking the lingering smell of blood in his mouth, and sucking his own blood with gusto.

Just in the aftertaste of Yu Yun, he suddenly said: "Miss Huaizhi, do you know what the most essential core of Abyssal Cooking Demon lies?

What makes the Kitchen Demon unique in the abyss, so that we can form such a huge organization, standing side by side with the disaster musicians, doomsday painters, and dark hairdressers on the top of the "Graveyard of the Returnless"? "

Huai Shi was stunned, but did not expect that he would ask this, and found that... she had never thought about it.

"Are you trying to say that the never-ending appetite and human desire contribute to all this?"

"That's just the source, it's just an inducement. What kind of path is guided by this? What kind of results are obtained? What kind of essence is obtained?"

Guo Shouque’s rage gradually calmed down, and a mysterious smile appeared on the middle-aged face. He asked and answered: “Whether it is the Muse Club, the Hell Music Association, the Cooking Demon Organizing Committee, and the Barber Association, the representatives and masters , Is one of the most massive quintessence among countless hells and disasters.

The doomsday painter of the Muse Club pursues the beauty of ‘constant’ and ‘unchanged’ in hell, and therefore extends the art of sealing fleeting disasters and superb views into the book and maintaining eternal time.

The calamity musicians focus on the essence of “change” and “movement”. Therefore, they are good at weaving and catalyzing the way, using movements to unify countless calamities into a whole, making it an incredible transformation. .

Barbers are different from musicians. They are like gardeners taking care of the nursery. They trim disasters and miracles. They don’t pay attention to integration and unity. Instead, they focus on the independence and harmony of each disaster and miracle, and correct shortcomings. Make it as close to its original pure posture as possible.

In the end, it’s the Hellcook Demon——"

Guo Shouque’s fingers crossed and he smiled happily: “All the magic skills of cooking are highly similar to alchemy. This is not unreasonable. Because what we are after is to completely melt malice and curse, from the fire and the cauldron. The mid-arrival metamorphosis, complete this more pure outbreak!"

A moment of silence.

It seemed as if a thunderbolt crossed Huai Shi's mind, and the fleeting electric light illuminated the original chaos, making everything suddenly understood.

Constant, changing, harmonious and explosive.

This is the very different essence of the four doomsday painters, disaster musicians, barbers, and kitchen demons.

Before that, Huai poems were only subconsciously used.

But I have never been able to think of such a profound place.

Not only Guo Shouque, but even the chef demon in the audience had never heard of such a high-rise building's generalization and answer, and for a while, they showed incredible expressions.

At the same time, I became more suspicious...

I don't know why Guo Shouque mentioned this topic suddenly, or what medicine he sold in the gourd.

"Miss Huaizhi, I have to say that you are indeed a rare good material-this one is just an instinctive use, and it has been able to achieve such an exaggerated result. It is really amazing!"

Guo Shouque propped up his body with both hands, slowly got up, raised his face with cracks, and his smile made people scared with relief: "I, from the bottom of my heart, feel... joy!"

Huai Shi was silent, once again feeling the sense of crisis like a mans back.

But I don't know where I made the omission.

"Unfortunately, your delaying tactics will no longer be useful."

Guo Shouque smiled grimly, stretched out his hand, and unscrewed the gas under the bamboo basket. The flames rose, illuminating the hazy face: "I have found..."

"——Your fatal weakness!"

Huai Shi was instantly stiff in place.

Suddenly there was a sense of panic that someone else did not take the minimum allowance to buy a house with a loan!

But immediately, this strange illusion has dissipated, and what has risen in his heart is a hundred thousand points of vigilance-this kind of opponent with no lower limit, it is impossible for him to use any tricks.

He must concentrate.

Keep calm.

"What weakness?" Miss Huaizhi raised her hand, pulled her long hair on her shoulders behind her, and smiled casually: "Do I still have weaknesses?"

In fact, I was panicked.

Damn, this **** didn't know about his women's clothing from Kohaku...

When he thinks that he is about to face the end of social death, Huai Shi's face under the disguise becomes muddy, panic.

However, Guo Shouque just raised his hand, took out a pile of yellow paper filled with writing from his pocket, and randomly stuffed it into the firelight under the stove.

The sacred and solemn handwriting instantly burned out with the yellow paper, without leaving any fly ash.

It was as if in an instant, following the burning of the flame, it reached straight above the sky, reaching the sky.

Huai Shi frowned, wondering what it was.

"I've heard of it, Miss Paper."

Guo Shouque said with a smile: "This is the real thing I took out from the East Xia Museum before I left, and it is also one of the necessary prerequisites for the next works-it's like an official report to God, treating you as an enemy. Personality, behavior, and even the past history are all negated, be degraded and degraded, work schemingly to find out every weakness and opportunity you can take, magnify it and distort it... But in the final analysis it is just to add a crime, for the next kill You find a justification for your actions."

Guo Shouque said calmly, "Here we are just going through a process to show solemnity."

At that moment, the rich fragrance of spices rose from the bamboo basket, as if countless copper cauldrons were burning thousands of catties of spices, and the extremely luxurious and solemn atmosphere spread.

What followed was that unspeakable grandeur and deep temptation—something was slowly brewing in the darkest depths of the bamboo basket, completing the final process.

Finally, as the bamboo basket was opened, the bright golden light burst out.

That is a...pig's head!

really--

Huai Shi's pupils contracted and her heart sank to the bottom. Such a formal ceremony is no longer within the scope of Shao Jail, I am afraid this is the thing I have always been most afraid of.

-Too fast!

At that moment, Guo Shouque folded his hands together and made a clear voice, shattering the dead silence on the arena.

"Please, Miss Huaizhi." He said, "This is the first dish of the day-special hog!"

"Is it too fast?" Huai Shi asked seriously.

"Of course, the cow is the first, the goat is the next, and the hog is the next... Today, in order to defeat the work you prepared, there are only these three!" Guo Shouque laughed strangely: "In other words, if you finish eating If I'm safe and sound, I can count as a loss!"

Just as he once provoked many cooking devils, he set up rules that were detrimental to his own decision without any worries.

In other words... he has full confidence.

Within these three dishes, Huai Shi was completely defeated!

"I'm afraid it's more than just special hogs, right?"

Huai Shi closed his eyes and sniffed the smell in the air, distinguishing a different breath from the solemn and heavy fragrance.

That is the smell of alcohol...

Wine fragrance?

"Yes, I used wine." Guo Shouque kept in his hands, preparing the next dipping saucers and dipping sauces for Huai Shi: "After all, how many years old is it, and even oil and dipping sauce were used in the Zhou Dynasty. There is no chicken essence or chili, and the taste is definitely not very good. Today, it must be changed to adapt to the times."

"I'm afraid, it's not just that!"

Huai Shi sneered.

That scent of wine is the most critical thing, the most threatening thing, from which Huai Shi has actually distinguished the Ruoruuowu plant aroma.

The moment he picked up the chopsticks, the aroma of the wine became clearer and clearer, lingering in the tip of his nose and soul, spreading rapidly.

What kind of wine is this?

Huai Shi can't tell ~www.wuxiaspot.com~Bao Mao. "

Guo Shouque smiled happily, carefully muttering, "This is a peerless wine purified with a spear..."

At that moment, Huai Shi saw it.

It is not a dangerous peak, nor a cliff, nor a snake, a tiger, or a tiger.

What appeared in front of him at this moment was brilliant golden light.

Without any hindrance.

What he saw was a great way to the sky.

A smooth journey!

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