"ah!"
A loud yawn resounded throughout the restaurant, causing all the people in line to stare sideways.
Everyone squinted, looked over, and saw the chubby black dog lying under the Enlightenment Tree.
The black dog opened its mouth wide, rolled its tongue out, and half-closed its eyes, as if tears were swirling in it.
Those were the tears that swirled from yawning.
Next to the black dog, there was a short-legged yellow and white dog lying on its stomach. He covered his face with his paws, not wanting others to see his appearance.
Apparently, being around this faceless hellhound made him very uncomfortable.
Lord Dog yawned, then lay down and continued to sleep.
The only difference between the dog master after becoming a god and before becoming a god... is that there is an extra yellow and white short-legged dog beside him.
Nothing else has changed, he still loves to sleep, and he still eats Bu Fang's drunken pork ribs every day.
However, this kind of life is exactly what Master Dog likes.
The Enlightenment Tree swayed, and the lines on it flowed continuously, as if there was a strong meaning spreading from it.
Lord Dog lay in front of the Enlightenment Tree, causing the Enlightenment Tree to change involuntarily. A little bit of the law power of Lord Dog seemed to penetrate into the Enlightenment Tree.
hum...
The implication diffused by the Enlightenment Tree is no longer ordinary perception, but the perception of the power of law.
Although this perception is faint and inaudible, even a little bit is like a treasure to ordinary great saints.
This also makes restaurants more and more popular.
Countless powerhouses in hell rushed towards the Huangquan shop one after another.
That battle of gods had already spread throughout hell, the city of Yellow Springs was beaten up, and an abyss was created outside of the city of Yellow Springs, all of which spread throughout the entire continent of hell like legends.
Even in the ruins of the underworld, such legends are spread all over.
Of course, the ancestors of the Nine Clans of Hell Prison would not allow such a thing to happen, so they took action one after another to suppress the spread of this legend.
After all, Di Ting, the Lord of the Underworld, was captured by a hellhound. This is not a glorious thing.
Outside of today's Hell and Huangquan shop.
There are a lot of strong people sitting cross-legged densely.
Among these powerhouses, there are great saints, there are peak minor saints, and even dolls who have just been born and learned to walk sit cross-legged outside the restaurant, feeling the meaning of the tree of enlightenment spread from the restaurant.
The more you go in, the more powerful you can see.
Like Pluto Erha, like Prisoner Yinglong, like Huangquan Dasheng and so on...
The identities of each of these strong men are like thunder in hell.
Holding Xiaolong in her arms, Ah Zi would come to the restaurant to eat delicious food every day.
Ever since she ate Bu Fang's dishes, Ah Zi fell into madness.
Now, she has already settled down in Huangquan City.
Yellow Spring City is such a good place, she can't live in vain, it is impossible to leave Yellow Spring City with Xiaolong in a foolish way.
The clock is ticking.
In addition to the reputation of the Huangquan shop in Hell Huangquan City, it is far and wide.
There is also a news that makes everyone's hair stand on end spread throughout the Mingxu.
"The underworld chef lineage among the nine clans of Hell Prison was... exterminated!"
This news came from the Underworld, and instantly swept through the entire Underworld like a storm.
No matter if it was Hell or Hell, or other small worlds such as the surrounding Vajra Realm, it was extremely shocking.
That's one of the nine clans of Hell!
Was actually exterminated
Can you believe this kind of thing
Unless the gods take action, how can the family of the chef of the underworld be wiped out
And it's silent...
When people found out, the land of the Underworld Kitchen clan was full of dead bodies and blood flowing all over the ground.
Some people even saw that the ancestor of the underworld chef knelt on the ancestral land and lost his head...
This picture was transmitted and spread throughout the Mingxu. Everyone who saw it was horrified and their hairs stood on end.
The news naturally spread to hell.
As a place to eat, restaurants are naturally indispensable for chatting.
Jingle.
The curtains in the kitchen were drawn.
Bu Fang came out with a dish, walked slowly to a table, and placed the dish on it.
The diners at this table are the powerhouses of several top families in hell.
They were talking to each other with palpitations on their faces.
After Bu Fang placed the dishes in front of them, each of them smiled at Bu Fang.
Who would dare to mess with today's Huangquan Xiaodian
For Boss Bu, he naturally expressed enough respect.
Bu Fang nodded expressionlessly.
Then he turned around and planned to go back to the kitchen.
"It's too miserable!"
"That picture came from Hell, the underworld chef's tens of thousands of people were all killed! Blood flowed into rivers, corpses littered the fields, and the haze enveloped the world, which lasted for a long time."
"According to my cousin who stayed in Hell...the ghosts screaming in the sky above the lineage of the chef, they are all the unwilling remnant souls of the lineage of the chef!"
…
The diners talked among themselves.
Bu Fang's pace suddenly stopped.
Wei Wei is a little puzzled, normally, he would not be interested in this kind of news, but it involves the chef of the underworld.
Bu Fang had to be more serious.
"The lineage of the chef was wiped out? Why was it the lineage of the chef? It happened that the lineage of the chef was wiped out..."
Bu Fang frowned, thinking in his heart.
He originally planned to have time to go to the kitchen of the underworld, after all, it is also a race that has been passed down for thousands of years, and may have some advanced cooking skills.
Bu Fang went with a learning attitude.
However, before going there, the lineage of the chef of the underworld was wiped out.
Bu Fang walked slowly, frowning, and listened to the things they discussed at those moments again.
But after hearing no news.
The first step is to turn around and enter the kitchen to continue cooking.
It was late at night.
Restaurants are closed.
in the kitchen.
Bu Fang finished cooking the dishes.
The rich aroma of drunk pork ribs permeates and lingers above the restaurant.
"Xiao Hei, it's time to eat."
Bu Fang walked out of the kitchen and said softly.
Under the enlightenment tree.
The dog master who was soundly asleep suddenly woke up with a jolt.
He opened his dog's eyes wide, stuck out his tongue, and was very excited.
Today's Bu Fang... the culinary skills are superb, and the food he cooks is incomparably delicious!
A plate of drunk pork ribs almost made Lord Dog swallow his tongue.
Di Ting, who was lying on the ground with nothing to love in life, also became more energetic, turned over, and stared round.
Is there anything to eat
Bu Fang placed a bowl full of drunken dragon meat ribs in front of Lord Dog.
He took a look at Di Ting and sighed softly.
Di Ting is also... Poor dog.
So, I found a small porcelain bowl, put a few pieces of drunk pork ribs from Lord Dog's plate into the bowl, and placed it in front of Di Ting.
Di Ting was taken aback for a moment, and was so moved that he almost cried!
This little cook is a good guy!
Bu Fang glanced at him, stood up, walked into the kitchen, and continued to bring out new dishes.
Tonight's dish is... spicy blood lobster.
…
The aroma of drunk pork ribs is extremely rich and lingers slowly, as if it has turned into substance and swirled in the air.
Then they collapsed and dispersed.
Truth listened to a deep sniff, the dog's nose twitched.
Immediately, the scent penetrated into his nose, making Di Ting deeply fascinated.
"It smells so good!"
Listen to it with satisfaction.
However, just when his heart was in full bloom, a sharp look shot from the side.
That look, like a sharp arrow, instantly pierced the heart of Di Ting.
"You... what are you doing?"
Di Ting suddenly burst into dog hair, extremely vigilant.
"This is my drunk ribs!!"
Di Ting quickly stretched out his short legs, pulled the plate to his side, and said.
Master Dog was sneering, and the fat all over his body seemed to be trembling.
Listening and watching, there is always a bad feeling.
This feeling is extremely bad.
"Your drunk ribs?"
Lord Dog's gentle and magnetic voice resounded.
But this voice made Di Ting tremble.
"That's my drunk pork ribs from Master Dog, all of them belong to Master Dog!"
Master Dog grinned, showing his white teeth, and said.
shameless! ! !
Di Ting wanted to cry immediately, but he knew that this mangy dog would never let his drunk ribs go!
The fragrant drunken ribs... the drunken ribs that made him ecstasy after eating it once, the drunken ribs that will never be forgotten...
Get away from him again.
"You are my god slave, your drunken ribs are my drunken ribs, my drunken ribs are still my drunken ribs... understand?"
Master Dog rolled his tongue, rolled up a piece of fragrant and drunk pork ribs, chewed them, and said to Di Ting.
Di Ting was heartbroken, seeing the drunken ribs disappearing piece by piece from his plate, his heart was pierced like a knife.
"You mangy dog... you're so rambunctious... you can't find a bitch!"
Di Ting's whole body was trembling, and his hair was trembling.
"hehe… "
However, Lord Dog doesn't care about such a vicious curse.
"It's enough to have drunk ribs in this life, what do you need a bitch for?"
Lord Dog said.
After saying such shameless things, what else can he say
He was also desperate.
at last.
Only a small piece of drunk pork ribs stained with sauce remained on the blue and white porcelain plate.
Truth listens to crying without tears, no one bullies a dog like this!
…
Night fell.
Bu Fang walked out of the restaurant.
Gently closed the door of the restaurant with a creak.
Xiaoyou followed him step by step, hugged Xiaohu, and blinked at him.
Bu Fang obviously didn't expect Xiaoyou to follow.
Looking at the latter, meeting the latter's eyes, he immediately twitched the corners of his mouth, and rubbed the back of the latter's head.
It is to tear the void directly and step into it.
Xiaoyou also followed suit.
Today's Bu Fang...
It is very simple for him to turn nine to the level of the Great Sage, to tear the void and so on.
The void shattered.
Bu Fang and Xiao You walked out of it.
Keep your feet on solid ground.
"Huh? Hell?" Xiaoyou seemed a little puzzled, and couldn't help but lightly sigh.
"Yes... this is Hell." Bu Fang's expression was extremely serious.
"Hell... the clan of the clan of the chef, I want to know... why the clan of the chef was exterminated."
Bu Fang said.
After speaking, he took the lead in walking forward.
Xiaoyou was stunned.
Hasten to keep up.
The fact that the underworld kitchen lineage was wiped out was often discussed in restaurants, so she naturally knew about it.
It's just that she didn't expect that Bu Fang would be interested in this kind of thing. Is it because the chef was the one who was exterminated
Da da da…
The wronged soul howled miserably, and the white soul swept across the sky.
The cold atmosphere is constantly permeating.
Bu Fang was walking in the ground of the family of the Underworld Kitchen, and there were white remnant souls with distorted faces speeding towards him, and then flying away quickly.
Bu Fang was very calm, with his hands behind his back, walking slowly.
With his current cultivation as a great sage, mere ghosts and ghosts are naturally ignored.
Um
suddenly.
Bu Fang's footsteps paused, his eyes narrowed, and he looked into the distance.
there…
Corpses were piled up all over the ground, and the stoves were burning with flames.
Among these flames, there are ghost fires, fairy fires, and some low-level flames, but there is no doubt that they are all burning.
As if there were immortal grievances that needed to be burned.
There were corpses everywhere, the heads were separated from the corpses, and the faces of the corpses were full of horror.
In addition to the corpses all over the floor, there are also messy dinner plates... The food in the dinner plates is piled up on the ground.
These foods have been repeatedly corroded by some force, lost their spirituality, and have long been sour.
This is an unbelievable thing for the powerhouse of the underworld chef.
The chef of the underworld, or the chef of the fairy, can basically cook dishes that will last for thousands of years.
It is impossible to rot in this short period of time.
There must be some reason that caused all this.
Xiaoyou frowned, the rancid smell in the air made people feel a little stuffy in their chests.
"Bu Fang... let's go, this place has become a place of death."
Xiaoyou said.
The little fox in her arms also covered her nose with its paws, nodding unceasingly.
After looking at it for a week, Bu Fang couldn't see why, so he sighed softly.
Nodding his head, he turned around and planned to leave.
However.
The moment he turned around, his eyes suddenly tightened.
He turned around and was facing Xiaoyou.
And behind Xiaoyou...
There was actually a burly figure who escaped the detection of the divine sense... standing there quietly!