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Chapter Thirteen The Special Needs of the Youwu Clan

Inside the restaurant.

The magnificent and vast area allows all practitioners to sit comfortably, and it does not appear crowded at all.

"Monor Fang is a supreme personal message, and it cannot be false information." The red-haired monarch and the dark brown and long-haired lunar wolf clan were still arguing endlessly, which even caused the monarchs around him to look at him.

"Haha, Hongxi." A human monarch wearing a pitch-black battle robe raised his glass from afar and smiled: "Why have to argue about the top and bottom? Both the monarch Fang and the monarch Hua are legendary monarchs who emerged from nowhere. No matter who is stronger or weak, it is a good thing."

Said.

He drank the wine in his glass in one sip and nodded at the red-haired monarch. As for the monarch of the Moon Wolf tribe next to him, he was too lazy to see. The Star Prison War Zone is dominated by human race. A monarch of another race is here to talk shamelessly about the legendary monarch of their human race?

It's ridiculous! I don't know the ups and downs!

"Well, we are chatting casually." The red-haired monarch also raised his glass to drink and nodded gently. He was familiar with the monarch of the Moon Wolf Clan, and was happy for a moment, but he forgot about some taboos in the Star Prison War Zone.

Other races are prohibited from commenting on human powerhouses here! Especially belittle them!

The red-haired monarch then poured the wine bottles and smiled at the monarch of the Moon Wolf clan, saying, "Continue to drink, come. Let's have another drink."

“Okay.”

The dark brown giant wolf grinned, and he knew he had said the wrong thing.

Bang.

The wine jars touch each other lightly.

Fang Cheng looked at this scene from afar in the corner of the restaurant and laughed secretly: "It's interesting." He murmured, then looked at the delicious food on the Jingying table.

There are precious plants that have been made into cool dishes after tens of thousands of processes. There are also some wonderful energy polymers in the starry sky that are processed to make delicious food similar to jelly. There are even some dishes that are as strong as lower-grade magical.

“Huh?”

"Is this a volcano? It's still boiling steam." Fang Cheng stared at a rare dish in front of him.

Only see.

This dish is like a miniature volcano, where you can clearly see the magma flowing inside it. It is extremely hot. If eaten in ordinary worlds, it will be burned to ashes in an instant.

"Haha." Lei Ming said enthusiastically and with a hint of respect: "I will introduce these dishes to you. These are all made little by little through many processes. This volcano is called Lieyan Ball, which is a very spicy congee dish."

"Is this a bowl of porridge?"

Fang Cheng laughed and cried, and suddenly felt a strange feeling of living for a long time.

Lei Ming said: "Mr. Fang, you don't know anything. This Star Prison War Zone is the forefront of the entire Eternal Void war, gathering many powerful and intelligent creatures. The support is to cover the entire void range, exert all the power of the void, and gather the Star Prison War Zone."

“Some provide ingredients, some provide entertainment.”

"After all, here is too depressing, and there are too many life and death. Even if the mind is strong and pure, you have to relax occasionally." Lei Ming smiled.

In fact.

In terms of practice, such as Sasuke's scriptures and secret methods, it is also an unlimited supply.

But it is difficult for them, such as the Void Monarchs to enhance their combat power by practicing secret techniques. They either advance or are lucky enough to obtain excellent magical weapons to increase combat power.

"Mr. Fang, you can taste it. These delicacies are available for free." Lei Ming was afraid that Fang Cheng would not understand, so he finally reminded him.

"kindness."

Fang Cheng nodded.

He also understood the cruelty here. If he was to fight or practice in seclusion, it might lead to mental depression and even eventually a despair and sad atmosphere.

These similar to delicious dishes are a good way to adjust the atmosphere.

“Try it.”

Fang Cheng muttered, holding the miniature volcano in his left hand, and drank the special magma inside in a slight way. The shell with a not-so-tasting taste was abandoned.

kindness?

This flaming flask actually made me feel a bit spicy and unbearable?

Fang Cheng blinked his eyes, quite surprised, his eyes flashed pure white, analyzing the composition of the volcanic porridge.

Note.

He is the master of the void, and there are not too many things that can cause him to stimulate the sensory stimulation. However, a dish of porridge here can make him feel spicy! It is incredible.

But after reading it for a while, Fang Cheng could only analyze the ingredients inside. As for how to make it, it was vague.

"Another bowl." Fang Cheng sent a voice to the restaurant's intelligent machinery.

All those who serve practitioners in the Star Prison War Zone are intelligent machinery. Every practitioner who can come here is an outstanding person of wise creatures, and it is impossible to waste time doing these things.

"Okay, please wait."

The intelligent machine was like a middle-aged man. He immediately responded, and then he held a bowl of steaming flaming noodles and placed it lightly in front of Fang Cheng.

Fang Cheng took a sip and drank it all.

"Another bowl."

He spoke for the second time while the intelligent machine had not left.

The monarchs and the monarchs on the side were already looking at each other, their eyes slightly stunned. This dish is a steep flame steak, even the monarch of the Void has to taste it carefully. If you are not careful, you may be burned!

"Mr. Fang, don't you think it's hot?" Lei Ming swallowed and said, "This is a dish that has been soaked in the origin of the fire law of the universe for a million years before it can be initially formed. It is very spicy."

"Yeah, that's fine."

Fang Cheng kept his head in silence and said casually, and at this moment he had already drunk the fifth bowl of porridge-grade Fiery Rod.

The other monarchs in the restaurant also looked at each other.

"Who is this? I haven't seen him before."

"How could he eat so much? I ate two bowls of the Lie Yan Lu, and the energy in my body was a little hot. He actually ate five bowls in a row? Isn't it spicy?" A group of Void Monarchs quietly discussed.

This is not simply a spicy food.

The principle of the Lieyan Noodles is to burn the body of the monarch and roast the internal energy in the monarch, thereby achieving a spicy effect. Being able to eat the Lieyan Noodles means that the quality of the existing energy in the body must be extraordinary.

Only the monarch of the Hengzhu level is qualified to eat four bowls in a row.

But at present, these monarchs looked at Baiyi Fangcheng in a daze and drank ten bowls of Fiery Rods in one breath!

Because Fang Cheng had a layer of white light on his face, they didn't know Fang Cheng's true identity, but the more they were like this, the more they couldn't stop being curious. Can they even eat ten bowls? I'm afraid that the peak monarch at the Hengzhu level could not do it.

"who is he?"

"I want to ask too." A human monarch frowned and asked in confusion: "He is clearly still the monarch's aura. Without the profound charm of eternal god, how could it be so fierce? Don't he feel uncomfortable?"

Suck.

Suck it.

After a moment, all the monarchs of the void were dumbfounded. They stared at the white-clothed monarch who had eaten a hundred bowls of Fiery Rods in a row, and were extremely shocked.

Too crazy.

Until the 131st bowl, the intelligent machine said awkwardly: "This monarch, the current inventory of Fiery Flame Leaf has been cleared. If you want to continue eating, you have to wait a hundred years."

"kindness?"

Fang Cheng was speechless. "Wait a moment" and "a hundred years" could be used at the same time? But considering the concept of time in the world of cultivation, he nodded: "Okay."

The intelligent machine is reverently retreating.

At this moment.

"Wusu, you should also know the importance of Han Ningxu to me. I have already answered that I can use a superb magic to exchange for you. How could you regret it halfway through?" An angry voice rang out in the corner.

Another voice said coldly: "You mentioned the flying magical magical thing earlier, but what you are taking out is the auxiliary magical thing now!"

Many monarchs tilted their heads and glanced.

I saw a monarch in a misty state arguing with a monarch in a golden mask. The former is a first-class preferential race, the Youwu clan, and the latter is a second-class fire face clan.

The red-haired monarch shouted coldly: "You guys are quiet, you want to make a noise."

The monarch of Youwu clan and the monarch of Fireface clan nodded at the same time, regaining their quiet posture, but they sent out fierce voices to each other, and there was obviously a dispute and conflict.

"kindness?"

Sitting in the corner and recalling the scent of the Fiery Flame, Fang Cheng suddenly narrowed his eyes and glanced at the monarch of the Youwu clan, and said secretly: "Youwu clan? The same clan of Han Guobangzi?"

"The Xuzhang Kang Dharma Master once sent me a message and told me secretly. Han Guoren, the ancestor of the Youwu clan, has a violent and selfish personality. He is the biological father of Han Guobangzi! And when he killed Gan Zheng, Han Guoren also came forward to stop me."

Fang Cheng's eyes turned and he asked casually: "Thunder, what is that cold condensed shovel?"
Chapter completed!
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