Weird coming?Fortunately, I am the King of Hades

He looked at the human being behind him in astonishment.

Lingyi thought for a while, and continued: "Let's talk about it one more time."

There was deep gratitude in the eyes of the two of them.

Then whoever is playing a customs clearance dungeon, it is obviously not selected as an ingredient.

If this one is caught, that dungeon should be temporarily closed.

Can you get in and out now?

"That's Andersen too..."

That Yao De is even more terrifying than before.

Lingyi is very polite.

I don't want a speedrun.

Although we hadn't guessed for a long time, but at the moment we heard the truth, we still couldn't hold back the chills.

The big girl swallowed.

And the fairy tale is exactly the big after-bed story that the big girl told me in the last two days.

After being scolded face to face and being respected for his cooking skills, the smile on the chef's grimace couldn't stop, and his whole face became brighter.

There is also an iron rod nearly two meters long standing beside him.

That is an eight-star player, that is a seven-star player.

I can't wait to see the expression on the human swallowing the lump.

His appetite is quite heavy.

If a ghost approaching the red-clothed level wants to kill a human being, it is simply not an easy task, let alone a violent rage.

But when it comes to the supernatural power, I can only succumb.

last moment.

Just as Yao Defei was about to remind her, a suffocating feeling came from her neck again.

With a safe look in his eyes, he said, "Did his mother teach him that when others tell stories, do they have to interrupt?"

"why?"

It's incredible.

No, yes!

The big girl covered her mouth.

The chef ghost thought viciously in his heart.

Shen Jian nodded.

Then there was a touch of excitement.

Before being warned by the ghost, the big girl sobbed silently: "You have heard their conversation, they haven't guessed it yet, the seven-color siu mai represents the seven humans who retreated into the dungeon... the seven flavors The meat is minced in an ordinary way, and then mixed according to a certain ratio, forming the characteristic siu mai of Huangquan Hotel."

The gloomy words were constantly echoing in the room.

I looked at Lingyi in disbelief, and my mind was full of turmoil. Where did this male player invite such a golden calf.

"Forget it, you ate it. With his cooking skills, your dog would shake his head and cook seven dishes and one soup."

It's strange that the seven players invited by Huangquan Hotel are always the same male and female, and it turns out that's the same thing.

The dull man covered his nose, subconsciously staying away.

Lingyi was missing a submissive ghost and an old man with a relaxed expression.

If there are too many ghosts, there will be too many, after all, it will affect this activity.

Lingyi continued: "After a long, long time..."

On the outside of the plate is braised small intestine with delicious color and fragrance.

A plate of identical four-turn small intestine was brought down.

This guy is safe.

……

He must have made it up on the spot.

If it were supernatural, we might have already become a meal for ghosts.

He has already decided.

You stupid mother, he stepped on the horse... vomit...

Eat the original taste of small intestine?

Seeing the regret in Lingyi's eyes, the big girl took a few steps forward subconsciously.

That taste is too choking.

I'm back in my private kitchen.

After eating, you watch him finish eating, and then kill him.

The chef ghost walked back to the big private kitchen.

You only listened to him and kept the original taste of the intestines. You even kept the water for washing the intestines up and poured them down together.

After the ghost came down, he slapped two pussies again.

Duo Nan's face turned pale.

No.

The top of the iron rod was thick with blood and flesh, as if it had just been used to beat beef, and it was stained with blood.

He just shut up when he can talk.

hear that.

Chef Ghost: ...

last second.

The chef ghost smelled the smell of a living person, and turned around without feeling it, just in time to see Lingyi and the others walking back.

Li Gui couldn't launch a Shen Jian attack at any time.

The chill ran straight from the bottom of the feet to Tianling Gai.

hear that.

The little guy will be self-defeating.

My teeth are about to shatter.

"Human, he is looking for death, does he feel that he can't breathe easily now?"

That human seems to be embarrassing me, Fat Tiger.

Seeing this, the two players looked at each other and followed.

The big girl looked shocked.

"Where is this little chef now?"

Looking at that scene.

I'm still waiting for the boss lady's surprise, how could it be delayed until the seventh day.

That woman, if I guessed correctly, should not be the player who came to support me.

Let alone more organs, it is not possible for a piece of flesh to be cut off, and it is impossible to bleed too little and die.

Chef Ghost:! ! !

Ling Yi looked at the big girl, and asked forcefully, "He knows the little chef there, right? What are the so-called seven-color siu mai ingredients?"

Lingyi withdrew the scalpel without regret.

He's fucking teasing you.

"You join."

"Hehe, it's because you know the taste of that guest, so you can make another one, and that time, he will be satisfied."

A fierce ghost close to the red-clothed level, just solve it like that?

Agreed with the little boy's theory.

"Listen to the story when you listen to the story. Why are you still so blind? His child must be an orphan. It has something to do with it. There is no small family that loves each other outside of you. The family members come from seven lakes and seven seas. Together, they form a warm and beautiful family, joining you, he can also enjoy that kind of warmth."

"Take you there."

The big girl screamed.

Lingyi leaned over to take a look, and indeed frowned, and waved his hands disliked, as if he was frightened by the plate.

If you dare to taste it, you will have no ghosts.

I think that the small family that loves each other may be like what I imagined.

I thought about it.

Done.

The two players were not a little thankful that they hadn't been reckless, so they retreated to the kitchen and saw the ghost, and they probably had more parts under it.

Although the lower limit of the eight-star dungeon is the red-clothed ghost, in special circumstances, as long as the player carefully triggers the side missions and completes the corresponding tasks in a regular manner, it is difficult for the seven-player dungeon to face the red-clothed ghost head-on.

The chef ghost came out again.

Yes Yes.

"Moreover, I don't have time to research new products, and I will let other people taste the dishes cooked by my body."

I guessed wrong.

The rest is the chef of this Huangquan Hotel.

Ahhhhh!

The chef ghost endured it.

After a while, he came out with a plate.

It seems to be disgusted by something.

Uncle Chen looked desperate.

Once again staring at Lingyi sullenly.

A retching sound could also be heard from the kitchen.

The smile in his eyes seemed to say: Joining this family who loves each other is to join, he can even be an orphan.

He grabbed the chef ghost, picked up a lump of small intestine, and stuffed it into the chef ghost's mouth.

The big girl is called.

After being slapped a little, the big girl was completely furious.

"I even know that kind of thing, maybe I learned cooking skills in some variegated technical school."

With a smile on his face.

As long as this human being talks halfway, he will kill this human being who knows life and death in the name of being boring.

"Boy, can you speak... um."

Yes, I dare to think like that in my dreams.

It's the main mission...

It's young.

"Hehehe, I can do it, I just slaughtered a fresh one a few days after it broke down, and the intestines are gone."

"If you don't speak well, you will be eaten, which is reasonable."