Apocalyptic Forecast

"What about the good story to turn the tide?"

In the roar of the destruction of the magic realm, Huai Shi sat on the stone and began to meditate.

Looking at the whole process, he only felt a tremble of cold air, hot days, cold hands and feet, when can we tool people stand up? I don't seem to be doing anything at all on this trip?

Is this done? solved?

Huaishi looked puzzled at Guo Shouqi, "Should Lu Mingguan intervene next?"

"That's someone else's work, we don't need to manage it." Guo Shouqi said.

"What about the interference and influence of other forces?"

"Everyone is responsible."

"And then?" Huaixi asked.

"Then, there is no more."

Guo Shouku finished the last drop of soup in the bowl and put down the porcelain bowl.

When he raised his head, he saw that the majestic samurai in armor walked slowly out of the broken palace. Wherever he passed, the sacred breath of kingly land spreads, extinguishing all the complaints in the air.

That was when the dark side was swept away, the majestic and sacred varnished glassware was displayed again-eight rooms!

After killing the collection of magical thoughts, all the power of his freedom has been swallowed by Gu Huo and Jiu Feng, and today's amber is in an unprecedented heyday.

Under the blessings of the relics of the holy mark, Bafang, she is already the head of the Lijian family and the king of Anfang.

"It's so good, so good."

Huai Shi applauded He Xi: "Congratulations, Amber, お め で と う! Such a thing is over, so good, so good! So now that the work is over, I wo n’t be able to stay for a long time, and I will say goodbye here. As for the matter of Uji Treasure Let ’s talk next time, so that ’s it, bye ~ "

When he had finished speaking, he wished to run while carrying the coma on the ground.

Then, I saw ... Guo Shouqi, who was in the front.

"Miss Paper."

The evil middle-aged man gave a weird smile: "You don't think it's over, right?"

"Why? Want cunning rabbits to cook?" Huai Shi raised an eyebrow: "That's not good? I think Dongxia genealogy is all about credibility."

"No, it's just simple, the work hasn't been done yet."

Guo Shouku still smiled: "Look, the kitchen demon showdown is not over yet, isn't it? Without this link, the legitimacy of Amber's head will also be doubted."

He said, "Neither your work nor my work has been completed."

The pair of animal eyes that look like predators, staring at Huai Shi dyingly, would not allow him to leave.

Huaixi frowned: "Even if you reopen now, there is no judge."

"This is simple, I brought it with me."

Guo Shouqian raised his foot and stuck on the bamboo basket. Suddenly, in the darkness inside the bamboo basket, he suddenly spit out two embarrassed figures with mucus all over.

Heran was the emperor's emissary and his followers.

"Look, the judges are here." Guo Shouque lacked his hand.

"..." Huai Shi's eyes twitched and continued to refute: "Even if there is a judge, there is no audience or atmosphere, right?"

"It's simpler."

Guo Shou lacked clapping hands and looked in all directions, and a low laughter echoed across the entire Li Jian's manor.

Soon, one after another, either embarrassed or neat figure came out of the shadows and corners. Without exception, all look complex.

During the sudden change, the vast majority of candidates and chefs were implicated. Before clarifying the situation, in order to save themselves to the maximum, they finally chose to help each other and shrink to defend.

Although it was ruined, except for a few unlucky ghosts, most of the kitchen devil and several candidates are still all must-have.

It's just miserable.

As a result, I did not expect that after the dust had settled, Amber had already grasped the eight houses in his hands, and the orthodox was in control. The old family members who are in charge of housework—the eight dogs are dead and wounded, have no ability to be directors.

There is no shortage of ambitions who took the lead in starting a private series and wanted to seek opportunities. But after witnessing the courageous dignity, the still unwilling, has also been poured cold water by his own kitchen devil-man, forget it, this is not the case for death. We have this world, is it not good to lick the new owner?

Some people feel bad, but they dare not say that they have made up their minds to go to Kyoto, but now they can only grin on their faces, no matter how hard they are in their hearts.

"You guys have watched it for so long ... So, are you free? Are you willing to watch the game?" Guo Shouqi smiled warmly: "It's free, no money."

Everyone's face was suddenly ugly.

It's hard to survive, without taking a breath, so the big head of the family is gone, and now he is forced out by Guo Shouqian to be an 'enthusiastic audience'.

What's more, who would not know what Guo Shouqi is.

Does he come from Dongxia, or is he a good person?

"Look, there is an audience."

Guo Shou turned back and smiled as before.

"The venue is run-down and in no mood." Huai Shi's expression was blank.

"It's easy to solve." Guo Shouku took out an iron whistle from his pocket, blew, and suddenly turned on the ground, jumping out of a dwarf.

The gnome carried two advertising signs above his head and shouted loudly as soon as he jumped out: "Zifu Construction Company is at your service!"

"Five hours, there, fix it."

Guo Shoukui threw two pieces of Jin Cancan from his sleeve and threw them into the gnome's arms. The gnome nodded ecstatically: "It doesn't take five hours, three hours ... Do you always need decoration services? Any special requirements? Do you need to be a member?"

"No, get out."

Guo Shouqi kicked the gnome flying, showing the wealth of the wealthy man. Finally, he looked at Huai Shi: "What are your requirements?"

Huai Shi glanced at him and slowly shook his head: "Zhen Xi has given up the selection of the head of the family."

"Unfortunately, she did not formally quit-and it must be announced by herself."

Guo Shouqin shrugged and said sympathetically: "It is more regrettable that she is now in the developmental stage and will grow quickly after drinking soup. Under the state of sleep ... well, the whole process will take about a week.

Until then, you are still her agent.

This is the last challenge, Miss Huai paper, we are fighting, fighting, as a bet, it is the wealth of the entire Rishi, all the assets of the Tateyama Group, and even the kingship of Anfang-you are afraid, you ca n’t Refuse. "

"... So, do you agree?" Huai Shi looked in the direction of Amber.

The tired Amber sighed helplessly and took off the helmet: "I'm sorry, I told him before, he doesn't interfere with the things I see at home, but I have to listen to him in the kitchen demon contest ... To be honest, the old man is difficult The waiter is very good, if not, you can make a dish and fool it. "

"But what if I win?" Huaishi asked doubtfully: "Aren't you miserable?"

? ? ?

Amber, Guo Shouqian, and even everyone were stunned.

Looked at the puzzled and serious expression.

I don't know if he is talking about dreams or if he really thinks so.

In the silence, Guo Shouqie frowned, stepped closer, and looked closely, as if looking at a strange siberian husky running out of which zoo to slobber.

It is difficult to understand.

"Are you ... serious?"

"Why not?"

Huai Shi asked calmly and asked: "Who would refuse the opportunity to completely crush your self-righteous dead old man and step on your feet? Or, will you be confused by your external strength?

Mr. Guo Shouqian, although I do n’t know what happened to you, my instinct tells me ... Now you are far from usual. "

He said: "At least, you can't make me feel scared."

If so, it penetrated the weakness of Guo Shou's lack of a strong face.

The premonition of death still exists, but there is no such crazy warning as before, but it has become a kind of irrelevant warning, constantly changing.

Unlike the feeling of powerlessness that was originally generated when facing the endless ocean, Guo Shoukui now becomes more and more mysterious, like a creeping creepy monster in the mist ...

But there is a little Huai poem that can be concluded.

Now, Guo Shouqian, who has returned to his youth, is his weakest time!

Guo Shouku didn't speak, but his eyes narrowed, as if he was irritated. The eternal darkness is boiling in the dark eyes, but there is a faint light of thunder in the vagueness ...

The long hair behind his head squirmed like a snake, from which one or another deformed eye pupil opened, looked at Huai Shi, and disappeared quickly.

It's like the human-shaped film wrapped in the abyss is about to be torn, and there will be endless disasters leaning out ...

"That's right, Miss Paper."

The corner of his mouth slowly lifted, showing a pleasant smile: "I am indeed in the weakest state and the most beneficial time for you.

However, Miss Huai Paper-If you want to deal with a chronic illness, Shen Wan is not healed, but only an opponent who is back to the light, what should you do?

"Procrastination tactics."

Huaixi replied without hesitation: "Poison, cast a curse, disturb the balance, detonate the patient directly from the inside, so that the overwhelming disaster in your body is out of control, so that the strong will collapse."

So, Guo Shouqin laughed and happily stroked his hands and praised: "Very good, very good, Miss Huai Paper, you are really a qualified opponent! No mercy, no compassion, pure pursuit of this victory , Really admirable! "

"So—" He slowly raised his pure black eyes and asked softly, "Dare you dare to challenge me?"

Now I am standing here, in the weakest state, the most weak state.

The chef who killed Thor was grinning and asked.

Even if there is a big difference.

Even this situation is overwhelmingly detrimental to you.

——You also want to challenge this limit that you can't touch?

"Of course." Huai Shi looked at his eyes and calmly told him: "The times have changed, old gentleman, the future belongs to young people, it is time for you to make way, isn't it?"

"When?"

"Tomorrow, how?"

Huai Shi said: "Tomorrow noon."

Guo Shou nodded, "Very well, then, one word is settled?"

"The horse is hard to chase ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ Huai Shi finally gave him a glance, helped Zhenxi and turned away.

Going far and far, I can still hear the sharp laughter that enveloped the whole sky, the excitement beyond words, and ... anger!

Huai Shi turned around the corner and felt his legs soften.

Sweaty.

I'm afraid the old man was really irritated by himself? Because he was irritated for a while, he turned his blood on his head and pretended to overdo it. As a result, the hatred pulled too hard.

After the reaction came, it was already done.

But now that the wood is done, what should I do?

In a panic, Huai Shi raised his head and looked at the wall of the house where the two of them were tall.

What's the relationship between the kitchen demon of Huai Suzi and my poem!

——Forget it!

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