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Chapter 1801 The will of the chef!(3/3)

Foams spewed out of their mouths and noses, floating upward from the seabed...

Bu Fang's eyes widened.

What does this mean!

The pictures of the host of the most generations are constantly emerging...

I want to remind him something!

What's the meaning!

What does it mean!

Hurry!

Did he miss something?!

Then what did he missed? Tell me!

Bu Fang asked silently!

boom!

The next moment, a huge pressure suddenly burst out.

Bu Fang rushed out of the seabed and gasped violently.

Above his head, the five great spirits stared at him, and his eyes seemed to be getting farther and farther away from him.

Above the sky.

The recipe of the chef god blooms with golden light, but that golden light...

But it seemed as if he wanted to burn his body.

...

Pastoral world.

Niu Hansan was holding a dog's tail and blew leisurely in the cool breeze.

Sudden.

His eyes shrank.

"What the hell!"

Niu Hansan took a breath of air conditioning and fell from the chair.

Lift your head and watch around.

Darkness swept across, as if to swallow the pastoral world...

"Damn it! What happened!"

The ox man breathed three times and one stagnant.

Pastoral world is the product of Bu Fang’s will. What does the pastoral world mean to be swallowed and collapsed?

It shows that Bu Fang's will is gradually being swallowed up...

Damn it!

What is it that devouring the will of the boss step!

Niu Hansan was a little anxious, but he had no choice...

I can only pray that Boss Bu can get through the difficulties.

The city of nothingness.

The silent city of nothingness suddenly roared.

Duke Yunlan, who was sitting cross-legged outside the City of Nothingness, suddenly shook his whole body and looked at the closed palace in disbelief.

Little luoli cursed, holding the God of Death Spicy Strips in his mouth, leaning against the wall, staring at the Queen's Palace, dazed and dazed.

chaos.

Time Heavenly God Palace.

Master Dog lay on the ground, looking at the dizzy sky.

Pluto Erha's face darkened among the bells and swallows, and he also looked at the sky...

There is always a bad feeling of depression in their hearts.

It seems that something is going to happen.

...

Bu Fang was suppressed and struggling.

He found that the feathered robe of the bird began to collapse on his body, flying like fire burning to ashes.

The keel knife melted little by little.

The Xuanwu pot is also covered with cracks...

Bu Fang's mind was shocked.

Could it be...

Is it because he failed?

The failure of that dish...so, now the will of the chef... will be deprived of everything?!

Bu Fang raised his head and stared at the sky.

What is the will of the chef...

Bu Fang kept asking in his heart.

The cycle of reincarnation of the host for a hundred generations.

The concession guessed a little.

In every cycle of reincarnation, Xiaobai stares at him, why?

Xiaobai is a puppet, he has no life?

Bu Fang has always felt this way...

But he was wrong...

Xiaobai, who has been reincarnated for hundreds of years, feels extremely depressed only when he gives in.

He guessed.

The system is the will of the chef...

And the carrier of the will of the chef god... is not someone else, it is Xiaobai!

Or, Xiaobai...is the chef god?!

Bu Fang breathed violently...

I feel like my body is about to be melted and my will is becoming more and more blurred.
Chapter completed!
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