Are you going to die?

This is Bu Fang’s self-inquiry.

He was a little confused, never so confused...

Various scenes of the hundreds of hosts in the restaurant kept flashing in front of his eyes, and all kinds of faces, the faces that were fascinated by and intoxicated by food, kept stimulating him.

Bu Fang was out of breath.

He has reached the level of cooking throughout his journey, and perhaps he has really lost something.

What is the meaning of cooking?

Is it really just for the sake of advanced cooking skills?

In order to achieve the best cooking skills in the universe?

Buzz...

Bu Fang's body seemed to be scattering.

He couldn't understand that his spiritual sea had already turned into a ball of paste at this moment.

The spirit of the chef's suit is gradually leaving him.

That kind of spiritual involvement seemed to disappear.

This feeling is extremely uncomfortable.

This feeling made his breathing become rapid...

Xiaobai is the will of the chef...

This is something Bu Fang never expected. Xiaobai can be seen in the hosts of every life.

No wonder Mu Hongzi looked at Xiaobai so strangely before.

Bu Fang let out a breath.

He is very tired.

Sitting on the ground, hunched over, he had nothing to rely on.

Behind is the vast space of nothingness, and in front of you is endless nothingness...

He was like an abandoned person, sitting quietly on the ground, with the heaven and earth filled with only his breathing sounds.

The ultimate cooking skills, the ultimate ingredients, the ultimate knife skills, the ultimate power...

Was he wrong?

Since the Qingfeng Empire, he has been running around on the road to becoming the God of Chef.

He was afraid that his backwardness would lead to his obliteration.

perhaps……

It is this emotion that keeps grudges in his heart.

Bu Fang raised his head, expressionless.

The hair was covered with hair spread out.

His clothes disappeared.

The chef's suit was gone, empty, alone, sitting between this world.

Bu Fang pulled the corner of his mouth slightly.

"The test of the chef god..."

Mu Hongzi reminded Zhuobufang very early that this road is difficult to walk and almost everyone has been destroyed.

Mu Hongzi forced himself to cut off the road and attached himself to the bronze palace.

Later, he was released by Bu Fang, gaining a ray of vitality and returning to heaven and earth.

At that time... Bu Fang didn't care.

He is confident, just like his heart in the kitchen, fearless and unwavering.

However... now he is really confused.

He has the best strength in the universe and the ultimate food in the universe... But he has fallen into this world now, as if he is about to die at any time.

The chef's will's hands were already hanging above his head.

As long as his mind collapses...

It will be erased instantly.

From then on, there will be no more steps between heaven and earth.

The will of the chef will also re-select the host...

After all, he still couldn't escape the fate of those hosts?

Bu Fang closed his eyes.

The beating of the heart lingers in the boundless wilderness...

A flower appeared in front of him.

The flowers blooming like white lotus exudes a fragrant fragrance, wrapping his body.

Forget the Lotus?

The Forgetful Lotus that survived the disaster?

Bu Fang was stunned...

Then he fell into silence and slowly closed his eyes.

In front of me... it's as dark as ink.

...

Sudden.

He opened his eyes, and the sharpness in his eyes tore the sky.

...

boom!!!!

The leader of Tongtian spitted blood and flew backwards.

His figure was in the void and exploded the stars.

The little fox was also panting, she had already reached her limit.

Even if she is the God of Destruction, she is only at the level of the duke. She is not as powerful as the Great Perfect Heavenly Demon Array.

The little fox Shui Lingling twisted his big eyes and looked in Bu Fang's direction.

There was anxiety in my eyes.

I don’t know what happened to Bu Fang.

there.

The hazy mist wrapped Bu Fang's body.

She can't see anything.

Xiaobai was floating behind Bu Fang, his purple eyes shining.

The little fox looked at Xiaobai.

Xiaobai's head suddenly raised, and the purple beam made the fox fur all over the body explode...

I burped several times in a row.

Xiaobai raised his hand and scratched his round head.

boom!!

The Zhuxian Sword Formation of the Tongtian Sect Master was beaten so hard that it could not gather.

The purple aura on the Qingping Sword also dissipated a lot.

"Fellow Trailer...what are you doing? This shackle...is really so terrifying?"

The leader of Tongtian gritted his teeth.

Rumble...

A terrible aura permeates.

It made his heart shrink.

It seemed as if a terrible strong man was about to come, and this aura seemed to be stronger than the powerful man of Great Perfection...

He looked at the position where the seven time and space hourglasses were floating.
To be continued...