The City of Terror

Chapter 431: Doom-Ridden Fans

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But if it's just Bi Fang's internal organs, the smell is extremely fishy, ​​even with cooking wine, it's hard to suppress the taste. This Wei Xiaobei tried it when he was in the military camp. (Baidu search website updates the fastest and most stable) Please search () to see the most complete! The fastest updated novel

Soon, Wei Xiaobei made up his mind to make hot pot!

There is no doubt that hot pot is the best way to cook Bifang's offal. The spicy and numbing taste is enough to cover up the fishy smell of Bifang's offal, and there is no need to worry about the high heat inside it scorching other ingredients. High heat is nothing more than boiling water.

After thinking about it, Wei Xiaobei got busy.

For the current Wei Xiaobei, no matter whether he has cooked or not, as long as he has seen others operate it or seen it on the Internet, he can easily make it.

After all, the pinnacle of cooking skills allows Wei Xiaobei to easily handle any dish.

Soon, a pot of steaming hot pot exudes an attractive aroma.

To Wei Xiaobei's disappointment, after the hot pot was concocted, it was only precious.

This hot pot made Minglun Envoy very curious, after swallowing all the remaining roast meat in a few mouthfuls, he came over and grabbed the hot pot with his hand.

Wei Xiaobei hastily pulled him back, are you kidding, did someone eat hot pot and grab it with their hands?

Not to mention whether the hands will be scalded, just put the dirty hands of the paddle wheeler in, and the pot of hot pot will be abolished.

Besides, the internal organs and other ingredients have not been put into the pot yet. This is just the bottom of the hot pot. Only when the required ingredients are put into the hot pot can it be considered really ready, and it is eaten while hot, and cannot be poured all at once. go down.

"What are you doing?"

The Messenger of Minglun pouted, looked at Wei Xiaobei angrily, raised his right hand, and disagreed with each other. Signs of a fight.

How could Wei Xiaobei dare to provoke this Minglun Envoy? The strength of this Minglun Envoy is unknown, but at least he is much stronger than himself. With this slap, he can't help vomiting blood.

"Don't worry,

It's not done yet. "

Wei Xiaobei said so. The Minglun messenger calmed down his anger, and looked at the hot pot eagerly. Unknowingly, a slender line of crystals was drawn from the corner of the mouth, which looked extremely cute.

But Wei Xiaobei didn't have the heart to look at the cuteness. He put the processed and sliced ​​liver, intestines, etc. into the opened hot pot one by one. In the stone dish of seasoning, pass it to the paddle wheel messenger.

The Minglun Envoy was already salivating due to the fragrance, and couldn't wait any longer. As soon as the stone plate was in hand, there was a gust of wind and clouds, and in a blink of an eye, the stone plate became empty. Wei Xiaobei originally planned to use attribute exploration to check the quality of the food scalded by the hot pot. It's not necessary.

And next, there is no need for Wei Xiaobei to wait on Minglun Envoy who has already learned how to eat hot pot. Grab the pair of long chopsticks by yourself, and do it yourself to have enough food and clothing.

In this way, Wei Xiaobei even lost the chance to throw out attribute detection.

If one accidentally throws the attribute detection on this Minglun messenger, it may cause a catastrophe.

As far as Bi Fang's internal organs, intestines and other things are concerned, there are not many. After all, Bi Fang is not small.

But in front of the Minglun messenger, it seems that no amount of food is enough.

More than half an hour passed, and most of the internal organs and other things that Wei Xiaobei had processed had disappeared.

This made Wei Xiaobei feel a little dumbfounded.

You know, if you only calculate from the weight, the food that the Minglun messenger ate is at least hundreds of kilograms.

Even if Wei Xiaobei himself was in a state of extreme hunger. It may be possible to eat so much, but it is absolutely impossible in normal times.

Finally, the Minglun envoy ate so much that his belly turned into a big ball, and just now he hiccupped and lay down on the rock, looking very cute.

After packing away the hot pot and other things, Wei Xiaobei was thinking about how to speak, but he heard the Minglun envoy lazily say a word: "Mere viscera can be made into a fairy, which is really unexpected for this envoy."

Fairy?

Wei Xiaobei came to his senses immediately, it seems that after the internal organs of Bi Fang were scalded by the hot pot, some immortality should come out, otherwise, the Minglun Envoy wouldn't have spoken like this.

"It's a coincidence that you came here. The emissary will go back to Dongtian to report on his work in a few days. Maybe he can be promoted a year or two. It's thanks to you. If you have anything to say, talk about it. Next time you come to Baita Mountain, you won't see him again." This is the messenger."

Afterwards, the Minglun Envoy's complexion became solemn, and his tone became solemn, which Wei Xiaobei was not used to.

Go back to the cave to report on your work? promotion?

Wei Xiaobei was a little puzzled when he heard it, but these were not the main point, the point was that the Minglun Envoy might not be seen in the future, which made Wei Xiaobei's heart inexplicably sad.

But since the Minglun envoy spoke like this, maybe Zhao Yun's matter can be resolved.

Wei Xiaobei immediately told Zhao Yun about the injury caused by the real fire of the sun, to see if the Minglun messenger had a solution.

Hearing Wei Xiaobei's words, the Minglun envoy frowned, which immediately made Wei Xiaobei's heart feel dark. Could it be that the Minglun envoy has no solution?

After a long while, the Minglun envoy slowly replied: "The injury of the real fire of the sun can only be healed by people in the sun palace, but how lofty the status of the sun emperor, filial piety and immortal king in the sun palace is, even if it is my lord's fourth base to polish the color." The Earth Emperor doesn't have much friendship with this Immortal King either."

Sun Palace? Sun Emperor filial piety Immortal King?

What are these?

After Wei Xiaobei quickly searched in his mind, he found that among the gods he knew, those related to the sun, such as Emperor Jun, Golden Crow, etc., this sun palace sun emperor filial piety fairy king, I really don't know what it is What a god.

It seems that after returning to reality, I searched online.

Anyway, looking at the meaning of Minglun messenger, can't help?

Seeing that Wei Xiaobei's face became a little ugly, the Messenger of Minglun seemed a little embarrassed, and then he thought for a while and said: "Thanks to this meal, this messenger can help you get rid of the bad luck on your body, if you want In addition to paying ten immortal dishes, it will also give you a benefit, do you think so?"

Wei Xiaobei thought for a while, and this was the only way to go. The Minglun messenger couldn't help, but she had already eaten the hot pot, so it was impossible for her to spit it out. But having said that, these ten immortal dishes made Wei Xiaobei Xiaobei really felt a little heartbroken.

You know, Wei Xiaobei only has 20 immortal dishes in total now.

Before Wei Xiaobei nodded in agreement, Minglun Messenger seemed to have guessed something, with a smile on his face, he added: "If there are 20 immortal dishes, then this Messenger can decide to upgrade your storage bag."

This fact aroused Wei Xiaobei's interest.

You know, after replacing the small treasure bag with a storage bag last time, the storage bag with a space of ten cubic meters is really useful, but having said that, Wei Xiaobei always feels that the space of the storage bag is still too limited, Often filled, a lot of meat and so on can only be discarded as waste.

Although the 20 immortal dishes are all I have, and it is more difficult to make immortal dishes successfully, but this is something that can be cooked.

However, it is not so easy to find a storage bag with a larger volume. After the paddle wheel messenger returns to report and is promoted, he will have no chance to find another storage bag that can help him improve.

Indecisiveness leads to disaster!

Thinking of this, Wei Xiaobei endured the pain, not only took out the 20 servings of thick porridge, but also took out 10 servings of fried tentacle shreds, 10 servings of fried black beetles, to see if they could get some food from the paddlewheel messenger. Get more benefits here.

One yard counts for one yard. At this time, the Messenger of Minglun seemed extremely serious. He first collected the 20 servings of thick porridge, and then grabbed a handful of white powder with his right hand and threw it at Wei Xiaobei, and the white powder was scattered immediately. A dazzling white light was emitted, turning into a cloud of light and mist that enveloped Wei Xiaobei. Before Wei Xiaobei wanted to see what the light and mist was, the Minglun Messenger grabbed the air with his right hand again, and all the light and mist flew back. Condensed into a ball in the palm of his hand.

Afterwards, the Messenger of Minglun took out a porcelain bottle, put the ball of white powder in it, and threw it towards Wei Xiaobei with a raised hand.

Wei Xiaobei reached out to catch the porcelain bottle when he heard the envoy of Minglun tell him: "The power of bad luck has been stored in this porcelain bottle by this messenger. If necessary, you can pour out the powder in this porcelain bottle." , Those who are contaminated with this powder will have bad luck."

Hearing what Minglun Envoy said, Wei Xiaobei understood that the benefit of the ten immortal dishes was this, but after all, it was tantamount to diverting the power of bad luck for his own use.

Although it may not be of much use to the strong, Wei Xiaobei couldn't help but shiver down his back when he thought about the pain he suffered when he was plagued by bad luck. This thing is perfect for disgusting people.

After thinking about it, Wei Xiaobei put an attribute probe into the porcelain bottle.

Immediately, the attribute table of the powder appeared in Wei Xiaobei's mind.

Name: Doom-ridden Powder (Jane)

Introduction: This object is transformed by the Minglun Envoy's physical power combined with luck-gathering powder to eliminate the curse of ten thousand immortals and gather the power of bad luck.

Effect 1: This item can be used in five parts.

Effect 2: Doom-ridden, each portion of doom-ridden powder can make the infected person doom-ridden for ten days.

Effect 3: Strengthening, due to the combination of luck powder, after release, the power of doom will be randomly strengthened.

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Well, although Wei Xiaobei hasn't used it yet, just by reading this introduction, one can understand that if someone is attached to this doom-ridden fan, he might not even be able to cry.

But having said that, the Juyun powder should be a good thing, worth ten immortal dishes, it seems that the Minglun envoy doesn't have many.

In any case, Wei Xiaobei felt that it was worth giving away the ten celestial dishes for this doom-ridden fan. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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