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Gourmet of Another World

In a fantasy world where martial artists can split mountains and creeks with a wave of their hand and break rivers with a kick, there exists a little restaurant like this. The restaurant isn't large, but it is a place where countless apex existences will rush into. There, you can taste egg-fried rice made from phoenix eggs and dragon blood rice. There, you can drink strong wine brewed from vermillion fruit and water from the fountain of life. There, you can taste the barbecued meat of a ninth grade supreme beast sprinkled with black pepper. What? You want to abduct the chef? That's not going to happen, because there's a tenth grade divine beast, the Hellhound, lying at the entrance. Oh, that chef also has a robotic assistant that killed a ninth grade supreme being with a single hand and a group of crazy women whose stomachs were conquered. --------- Releasing: Mon, Thu, Fri, and Weekends

Li Hongtian · Fantasi Timur
Peringkat tidak cukup
1851 Chs

You Can Never Guess My Tactics

Penerjemah: E33 Editor: Vermillion

Owner Bu's active confrontation with the opponent shocked a great deal of people. 

In their impressions, Bu Fang was a calm soul who always wore a poker face, someone who occasionally snugged down in a chair to bask in the sun. He certainly wouldn't actively charge at an adversary. 

Furthermore… Owner Bu's cultivation was merely at eighth grade War-God, how could he rival a tenth grade Divine warrior? 

Liang Kai wasn't interested in what others thought. The gaze he sent Bu Fang turned ice cold, and his lips curled with a frostiness that sent chills down everyone's spine. 

The second floor of the store.

Blacky was snoring loudly in his sleep. He was in a very deep sleep, with no signs of waking up any time sooner.

Bu Fang was fully aware of this. That fat dog had been sleeping ever since he swallowed a mysterious object found within the crystal mine's crystal cores, almost as if he's been drugged. Bu Fang knew he couldn't count on Blacky.