MTL - Gourmet of Another World-Chapter 1740 Death iron ride, charge! [Second more! 】

Hey!

The Marquis of the Drum is **.

The white steam squirted on his face, the rich aroma, rolled out in the steam, wrapped his head, let him suddenly, immersed in a difficult situation.

"Ah, ah"

The Marquis of the Waves cried.

What is happening to people around you?

The little nose of the little sorrow shook involuntarily. As the steam sprayed, the fragrance gradually enveloped the entire restaurant and even drifted away.

The scent, the incomparably rich, seems to penetrate into the skin, and people can't help but squat.

Xiaowei turned and glanced at the steps. The latter held his hand and his mouth was slightly picking up from the inside out, exuding the meaning of self-confidence.

Inexplicably, this cook is a bit handsome.

Xiao You is pouting, she believed in the beginning from the beginning.

Starting from the Qianlong mainland, how many foods have been cooked in the steps, she has not seen the steps to suffer...

The steam was exhausted, and it was the steam lurking in the monkey's brain. At this moment, the complete distribution was over.

And the originally unremarkable monkey brain has changed.

Ambilight, the power of strange laws linger around the monkey's brain.

It is like a neon smash, if the aurora is blurred.

Beautiful, so beautiful!

The Marquis of the Drum is deeply intoxicated.

He has not eaten food, and even because of the cursing queen, he has a prejudice against food.

But this time, he seems to unexpectedly feel this food... not bad.

A spoon smashed out.

The white and tender monkey brain beats on the blue and white porcelain spoon.

Ambilight, like jade.

The lines on it are also full of blurred colors at this moment.

"That... the slave is moving!"

The robbers of the Marquis.

The step nodded.

Outside, a group of nobles are swallowing their mouths...

Really eat...

Food is a taboo!

The Marquis of the Drum, really has the courage...

Xiaowei looked at the appearance of the Marquis of the Drum, as if he had thought of a bowl of noodles under his first step.

She was also totally rejected in her heart.

but……

Just a bite...

Let her turn away from the belief in the Queen.

This food... toxic!

The Marquis of the Drum was deeply glanced at the steps, and the orchid pointed to a slight pick.

Later, I put the food in the blue-and-white porcelain spoon into the mouth...

Soft and tender!

Extremely soft and tender!

The moment the tongue touched the monkey's brain, the softness felt, made him suddenly and difficult to extricate himself.

The spread of the spread on the tip of the tongue, all of a sudden spread in his body, it is like the feeling of electric shock, it is like the feeling of first love...

This... Is this a monkey brain?

Do not……

"Oh~"

The Marquis of the Drums glared at his face and his eyes were blurred.

He felt that everything in front of him had changed.

In front of it, it turned into a vast expanse of the sea, and the waves of the sky were churning, and it was deafening between rolling and booming.

And he, holding the rattle, his foot on a small boat, screaming in the tumbling waves.

The spray wet his clothes, revealing his graceful figure, and he did not care.

At that moment, he released himself.

He is him, not the same trumpet!

Hey, hey!

The Marquis of the Drums was blurred, took out the rattle, kept shaking, drumming the drumhead, and the water on the drum was a rhythmic beat...

That kind of happiness, that kind of intoxication...

Let him feel like he was at that moment, and he experienced an unprecedented high tide...

Boom! ! !

The drums are deafening.

The Marquis of the Drums sighed and looked up...

The throat becomes bigger and bigger...

Everything in front of me has become white.

in reality.

The Marquis of the Drum is full of blush, his head raised, and the tears in his eyes are slowly falling...

"This is food..."

The sound of the Marquis of the Drum is a little choked.

The people present are very aggressive.

This is forcing... oh?

What is the look of a face that has been violated? That is like a water sorrow and sorrow...

The Marquis of the Drums looked at the steps, and the incomparable grievances in his eyes.

The monkey brain has no taste of the brain.

The entrance is soft and tender, although it has astringency, but the smell is not strong, even not obvious. Even this smell has become the crowning touch, so that this food seems to have a soul, as if Monkey brain.

But... In fact, this is not a monkey brain, but what you eat makes you think it is a monkey brain.

This is not a random change.

It is a kind of deepening of the creation of the soul.

Gourmet... This is the food...

The Marquis of the Drums suddenly became a little confused. Such good things are like baptism of the soul of the human soul. Why did the cursing queen not let them taste it?

He only understood this taste until today...

That is the feeling of heart!

"How? Is it delicious?"

Step by step, watching the Marquis of the Drum, the corner of the mouth, said.

He pulled the chair and sat across from the Marquis of the Drum.

A purple sand teapot appeared in the hand, poured a cup of warm green tea and took a light drink.

"good to eat."

The Marquis of the Drums looked at the sorrowful look and said.

He involuntarily clamped his legs and sighed.

This kind of food will make people abandon their faith...

Once again, a spoonful of the monkey's brain, in his eyes, seems to be a peerless beauty.

Ah, oh.

There is a bite, a salty and pleasant taste, a soft scrub and a general taste...

Let the Marquis of the Drums sink into this feeling.

"That now... you know."

On the side of the road, he raised his hand and pointed to a group of dead iron rides waiting outside the door.

Those nobles wake up from the sinking.

Every eyelid is in vain.

"Heterodox! This is heresy! This is the demon that deceives your soul!"

The two brothers of the death iron ride opened their mouths and made a burst of drink.

Their eyes are stunned!

At the moment when they smelled the scent, they almost couldn’t hold themselves...

Fortunately, the faithful faith in the Queen saved them!

"Death Iron Rider! Charge! Step on this restaurant that makes magic objects! We must adhere to the belief of the Queen! Everything is heresy!"

The leader of the death iron ride, two chaotic saints.

Pidong and Pisi...

At this moment, the eyes were flushed and a roar of snoring was heard.

At that moment, their unwavering faith seemed to be shaken...

For them, it is a deafening vigilance!

The eyes of the death iron ride have shone with the fineness...

The next moment, the roar sounded.

Start charging... and trample!

The city of nothingness, the city of A, the death of the Pis brothers, the iron ride... the name of the whole universe!

boom! ! !

The sound of the beasts that permeated the entire city seemed to be deafening.

The next moment, the ground vibrates.

Death Iron Rush Charge begins!

Pidong Pisi, with anger in his eyes!

The Marquis of the Drum swallows a spoonful of monkey brain, revealing a relaxed smile in the eyelids...

A tear in the corner of his eyes crossed his soft face...

"Step boss... this food, keep the slaves... slaves, come and go!"

The Marquis of the Drum said.

next moment.

He stood up.

Holding the rattle tightly in the hand.

Go outside the restaurant.

What about the death iron ride?

The true guardianship is the heartfelt feeling of his food entrance.

In order to protect the heart of the moment, and the enemy of the entire starry sky... What? !

From today on, food will be his belief!

The little sorrow opened his mouth, and the incredible look of the Marquis of the Drum was in the forefront.

At that moment, she felt the power from the Marquis of the Drum!

Is this the Marquis of the Drum she knows? !

......

A city.

Tiannv Palace.

Cursing the goddess of the soul, a white robe, the robe of the white robe, such as the tail of a peacock, spread out over the ground.

She sat on the floor, staring at a serious ball in front of her face.

She bathed and changed clothes for this thing.

This is what she brought back from the Soul of the Soul, which contains the origin.

The seven evil forces are piled up together.

Pride, greed, gluttony... The power of the seven souls is united in this little ball.

Oh...

A soft knock on the door sounded.

Cursed the goddess of the soul and turned his eyes.

A heart move.

The black ball suddenly turned into a streamer into her palm...

This ball is her secret, in the Soul of the Universe, save her the things that the person in the crisis gave her.

It is her belief.

"Come in."

Cursed Goddess of Soul sorted out the clothes and said.

The door was pushed open.

A weak figure that seems to be blown away by the wind blows in.

The Duke of Heaven.

"A soul, do you let the death iron ride to chase the little quiet?"

The Duke of Heaven said, this woman is actually beautiful, not the kind of stunning beauty, but the beauty that I see and pity.

"The heir's battle has reached a critical time... kill her, can't it be?"

A soul stood up, dragging a long robe, and walked to the side of the Duke of Heaven, hugged the waist of the Duke of Heaven, and leaned his head against the chest of the latter.

"Not impossible... I just want you to be merciful. After all, you are cursing the goddess. It is a rare treasure in many universes, and the baby that survived is the treasure of my imaginary city..."

The courtlord of heaven.

A soul leaned in the arms of the Duke of Heaven and sighed.

Her eyes are a little deep and her face is cold.

"It is because it is not easy to survive, so it is necessary to kill... The curse between the goddess is a competitive relationship. If I don't kill them, one day, they will kill me... In the Soul Universe, I have already experienced Too much betrayal, killing."

The Duke of Heaven prayed.

"Flower Xie Huafei spends all the sky, red fragrance and broken people who have pity... Three flowers that vie for beauty, there is always going to die..."

The Duke of Heaven pranked the thin body of the soul, closed his eyes, long eyelashes, shaking.

"With me, I will always support you, not afraid."

......

boom! ! !

At the moment when the death iron rides.

The aristocrats in the entire city of Acheng know.

The competition for cursing the goddess has begun to the stage of the showdown...

Many aristocrats are retreating, and this kind of competition, they are not good standing.

Many nobles choose to be neutral and wait and see.

There are three cursed goddesses, except for the weak cursing goddess, and a cursing goddess from the wild universe.

Although the latter is not as cursed as the goddess of the goddess, the latter...has the entire wilderness universe backing...

The result is really hard to say.

The cursed goddess of the soul actually took the lead in killing the cursing goddess, which stood in the land of injustice.

After all, the cursed goddess is the same as the roots...

boom! ! !

The iron ride trampled and the city shook.

A black group of iron rides, going toward the restaurant, as if to take a moment to break the restaurant!

In the restaurant.

The Marquis of the Drums walked out and looked at the iron ride. His eyes were also a condensation.

Oh...

He took out the rattle and swayed gently.

Picking at the corner of the mouth, facing a lot of iron rides, one step does not retreat...

This battle is to be a tribute to the cursing goddess.

There is such a chef who can make a miracle to follow, perhaps... cursing the goddess, not nothing.

The position of the candidate...maybe there is still suspense?

Pidong Pisi’s two brothers looked at each other.

Look at the Marquis of the Drum.

Oh...

Feng Yu floats.

The next moment, Pidong and Pisi took a bow and archery.

The bow is a black keel bow.

The arrow is an icy black phoenix feather arrow.

Pi Dong grabs the bow, Pi Xi archery...

The two brothers have a heart, and an arrow whistling out...

The sound of the arrow rang through the entire city...

A low arrow, shot toward the Marquis of the Drum...

Behind the black feather arrow is the majestic death iron ride.

boom!

Black feather arrows shot!

With a bang, the rattle in the hands of the Marquis of the Drum was worn, and the rattle was rushed toward the restaurant, and it was quietly standing in the quiet side of the step.

As for the Marquis of the Drum, it is a moment...

Engulfed by the death iron ride.

Being trampled by countless fierce beasts!