Chapter 680 Lao Tang

It is said that in the beginning, all life could come from water.

According to scholars' expectations, a desolate planet, a vast ocean, blazing high temperatures, endless rainfall, and tens of millions of years are needed.

In the high temperature and sultry air, the ocean boiled endlessly, gradually cooled, and then the most basic prokaryotic cells were born from the most primitive chemical substances.

This is the origin of life.

By then, all things will have transformed from this primordial soup, and will therefore be able to survive, develop, and grow...

Maybe what those scholars said makes sense, it is really possible, and life can be born like this.

Unfortunately, Guo Shouche was never able to see him.

Even if they go deep into the rancher's territory for this purpose, they cannot find any soil sufficient to create life in the abyss under the Elysian Land.

In the end, all that was obtained was the remains of a pot that had failed to breed thousands of years ago.

A rotten primordial soup.

The miracle that was supposed to bring life has now turned into a disaster that swallows up all life. It is also an out-and-out danger and hidden danger.

Anyone with a conscience should destroy it as soon as possible.

But it's a pity that Guo Shouche doesn't have such a thing.

On the contrary, at the first moment... I was attracted by the 'soup base' that was still so active after boiling for tens of thousands of years, and I was fascinated.

How beautiful it is -

Even if it has already died and failed, the corrupt posture that remains in it is so charming, and the curse and resentment that ushered in destruction before it was born is so cute.

It is not the result of scheming, but the perfect crystallization of nature.

This purity is so heartbreaking.

It's like... a miracle!

But now, a miracle has happened to Kanda Soma, who gently and tolerantly stretched out countless palms and offered a hug.

The bamboo basket trembled violently, and after shaking off the broken outermost bamboo strips, it unexpectedly revealed the texture and cracks of white jade. A simple and majestic breath passed through the cracks, and soon fell into silence.

Only the bamboo basket was shaking constantly.

At first, a loud roar could be heard, and then there were faint scoldings and roars. The thunder and lightning kept struggling angrily, pulling at the edge of the bamboo basket, but no matter what, they could not push open the lid of the sky and escape from it.

From the moment Guo Shouque said his name and he responded, everything was doomed.

Now, cracks are constantly emerging from Guo Shouche's face and body. Under the scorch marks left by the thunderbolts, one eye after another opens, looking down with indifferent malice and ridicule. Let him transform into a magical world of ease.

Until finally, the whining voice gradually disappeared.

A strange aroma rose.

Amid the scent, the scars on Guo Shouche's body and eyes slowly closed and disappeared.

Inside the container, whether it was a jade bottle or a bamboo basket, there was only the sound of boiling.

A line of white mist curls up from the gap, transforming into a strange scene of dancing fairies and goddesses scattering flowers, and the simple vitality spreads.

Take a deep breath and let out a happy moan.

The soup is finally ready.

Guo Shouque smiled, took off the lid, and looked down. In the container, there was only a broken taiko drum floating slowly in the crystal clear soup.

Take out a spoon, strain out the debris and throw it aside.

Guo Shouque looked at the clear soup in the pot and smiled happily: It's been a long time since he encountered such beautiful ingredients. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to make such a perfect old soup.

It's a pity that there's still something missing...

He thought for a while, rummaged through the box and found a cabbage. After washing it with water, he tore off a leaf and threw it into the pot.

Looking at the way the cabbage leaves rippled in the clear soup, Guo Shouche nodded with satisfaction.

This is the authentic taste!

Perfect!

When the thunder in the distance comes to an end.

The blizzard finally dissipated.

As countless icicles shattered, the ferocious long knife spanned a distance of more than forty meters and hovered in Vladimir's throat. The sharp tip of the knife gently touched his carotid artery.

A cold voice came from behind the cracks in the ice walls and giant pillars.

"The job is over, Vladimir."

Vladimir leaned against the wall, with cracks on his face and body - as Father Frost's divinity gradually faded, his huge power was finally squandered.

Gradually, he was brought back to his original shape.

The power temporarily obtained through the cooking magic skills cannot be maintained for long. Once digested, the foundation for Father Frost to come to the world will collapse - the power will return to the eternal frozen snowfield again, waiting for the next call. There may never be a next time, but the miracle that forever lingers on the ice field doesn't care.

Ice fields and storms never care about human thoughts and moods.

In the tearing pain, Vladimir gasped violently, and under Father Frost's face, his tattooed face vaguely emerged.

"I can still fight, Miss Waizhi."

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, not caring about the blade in front of his throat.

"I know you can still fight."

Behind the broken ice wall, a figure of burning fierce blood slowly emerged, looking at him calmly: "I also know that you must have something that you haven't taken out, and I also hope that you just hide it like that. , it’s best to hide it until the end of the game - your method may not be useful to me."

In Huai Shi's eyes, the burning source burst out with majestic light.

The shadow of Father Shuang was revealed.

Vladimir's expression twitched, and finally, he sighed helplessly, raised his hands, and surrendered.

But Huaishi was not in a hurry to close the distance and remained ten meters away.

Know the smallest details.

The passive effect brought about by increasing the level of Death Premonition.

Huai Shi can discern from the details the signs that could be harmful to his life.

From the moment the battle began until now, this crisis has lingered so strongly in his soul that he has always maintained a distance from Vladimir.

The corners of Vladimir's eyes twitched, and his expression became more helpless.

"Don't worry, I won't use it. I don't want to kill you."

"No, please don't get me wrong." Miss Huai Zhi smiled politely, "I just habitually keep a distance from those who want to lick dogs. After all, you always think too beautifully."

In the silence, Vladimir's expression twitched and he sighed helplessly.

He raised his hand, took off the crown of frost on his head, and pulled off the pale gem.

"What is that?" Huai Shi asked.

"The favor of the ice field." Vladimir shrugged: "However, some people generally call it the exile of Father Frost... The favored people will always be accompanied by storms and ice and snow, and will be completely drawn into the eternal ice and snow wilderness. "

Father Frost's stigmata is itself the incarnation of the eternal ice field and storm.

Moreover, now that Father Frost is dead, unless there are other gods to guide him, the favored people will sooner or later freeze to death in that non-existent wasteland and turn into ice sculptures.

Be one with eternal despair and silence.

"Sounds interesting."

Huai Shi raised his hand, turned the blade in his hand, and shook the flat blade. He blinked and smiled: "Don't you think that jewelry matches me well?"

Okay, I understand what you mean.

Vladimir rolled his eyes, like a real licking dog, raised the gem and placed it obediently on the blade.

Huai Shi did not pick it up.

The blade of the blade turned slightly, and the eternally cold gem had been transformed into essence, and was thrown into the debris at the bottom of the Bone Burial Sanctuary. Hopefully no unlucky crow activates it while rummaging...

"Then, thank you for the gift. Unfortunately, you are a good person and it is impossible for us. I hope you will stop pestering me -"

After a skillful farewell full of green tea flavor, Huaishi took a step back and turned around... His footsteps paused for a moment, but the moment Vladimir breathed a sigh of relief, the blade of resentment he held upside down suddenly crossed the ten-meter mark. A few meters away.

It penetrated his thigh and nailed it to the floor.

"What are you doing!"

The tattooed cooking demon roared miserably, raised his eyes and glared, but saw Huai Shi's expression.

"This bit of blood is about 400 CC. Just think of it as interest for wasted time, Mr. Vladimir."

Motoko Waiji nodded and said goodbye: "I hope you can have a good rest, and I hope you can pray with me that my client is safe.

Otherwise, both you and your boss will pay the price. "

"I swear," he said.

In the gradually melting chill, what emerges is a bone-chilling murderous intention.

Without looking at Vladimir behind him, Huai Shi turned and left, dragging the Blade of Resentment and galloping towards the direction of the crow's neighing.

Crisis alert!

But by the time he arrived, it was already over.

He lowered his head and saw the severely injured Iron Crow.

There were also bodies lying on the ground.

The blood gradually spread and spread to his feet.

Oh shit……

Huai Shi closed her eyes.

I'm late.

Twenty minutes ago, after the illusion that the sky was spinning and the earth was spinning, everything in front of me became completely different.

Maki raised her head in astonishment, looking around at the glass palace and the dense blood in the air.

In her shadow, a steel crow suddenly screamed, spread its wings, rose, and guarded her, devouring the blood that gathered.

But the malice that spreads through the bloodline cannot be stopped. The viciousness spreading in the blood constantly triggers all evil thoughts. Any moment of loss of control will lead to distortion and fall into hell.

No matter how thin the collateral bloodline is, it will be infected and eroded by his freedom of transformation.

This is even more complete malice than the rancher’s ‘Secret of Sacrifice’…

"vomit!!!"

Maki subconsciously bent over and vomited in a panic, with tears and snot almost flowing out until she almost vomited out bile.

It felt like I had fallen into a cesspool.

Have no idea what happened.

It wasn't until he caught a glimpse of the faintly arched and slowly crawling 'worms' in the vomit that he stepped back in horror and looked around at the scene around him.

There were others screaming.

Right in front of Maki's eyes, the frightened waitress suddenly fell to the ground, her legs twitching violently and twisted into an almost weird angle.

Through the skirt, you can vaguely see that the squirming limbs are no longer normal outlines. Something is rapidly bulging, swelling, and deformed...

When a pair of hungry eyes lifted up and looked at her, Maki already vaguely understood what was going on.

Follow the instructions of Miss Huai Zhi - at this time, you must first take a deep breath, try your best to show a sincere and serious attitude, and then remain polite and stand firm.

Finally, bow at ninety degrees.

"——Sorry to bother you, farewell!"