Traveling through food to conquer other worlds

Mysterious chef?

At this time, Su Han realized that his cultivation seemed to be no longer measured by the third level of the third round. Regarding this situation, he was confused for a moment, but he quickly figured it out.

But Su Han didn't know that there was a large darkness in the sky above his position.

A bright spot in the shape of a golden star appeared in the corner of the darkness.

Wuchang Mountain, Wuchangbai opened his eyes fiercely.

"It seems that Su Han has already made some achievements. In this way, there is no need to worry about him returning to the Central Plains again."

Someone flew up Wuchang Mountain, and Wuchang Bai waited quietly for that person's arrival.

"Senior brother, it seems that you and I expected well." The person who came was the Taotie Supreme.

During this period of time, he actually returned to his own Fragrant Hills to concentrate on cultivation.

This was the last time he said goodbye to Su Han and Wuchang Bai, and he hurried back to his Xiangshan to prepare. A few days later, another identity of Taotie Supreme became famous all over the world.

But Su Han didn't know anything about it.

Wuchangbai slowly opened his eyes and calmed down his breath.

He raised his hand unhurriedly, a flash of light flashed in his palm, and it sank into the forehead of the Supreme Taotie.

"I've kept this thing for you for 10 years, and it's time to return it to you now."

And when the thing was completely given to Taotie Supreme, Wuchangbai seemed to be unable to support himself, and his body swayed.

Supreme Taotie hurried forward to support him.

"Actually, you don't have to give it back to me in such a hurry. You know, the power above is very important to you. If you leave this power, I really don't know how long you can last."

Wuchangbai smiled miserably: "I have lived 10 years longer, and I have no regrets in my heart. Now that Ning Que has grown up, I don't have any other concerns in my heart."

Both of them sighed, Taotie Supreme helped Wuchangbai to his seat, sat down and poured him a glass of water.

"Brother, don't say that, you know that as long as Su Han succeeds, we can all live longer." Now I can only pin all my hopes on that, I don't know why I came here body.

"Is Chen Guo already in chaos?" Wuchangbai sat down, stabilized his body, and quickly let go of Taotie's hand that was supporting him.

When asking Taotie Supreme Master this question, Wuchangbai's expression was very worried.

Taotie Supreme seems to know exactly what Wuchangbai is worried about, he nodded, and added: "You also know that last time you didn't cut the weeds and root them out."

Wuchangbai nodded, of course he knew, and he also knew that the reason why he didn't cut the roots last time was because the whole Central Plains was fighting for opinions, things that should have been shown 10 years ago, and you fought over each other.

On the grassland, after the appearance of the aurora, the various forces in the Central Plains competed even more. They must grab a king before Su Han returns to the Central Plains. In the end, among the five major forces, the strongest force will be Get Su Han.

Now these people are fighting back and forth, isn't it just for this?As for the civil strife in Chen country, is it really just a civil strife?
Seeing that Senior Wuchang was still overly worried, Taotie Supreme seemed a little helpless and said: "You don't have to worry too much. If things get to that point, Zhuyuan won't stay out of it completely."

In addition, you should also know how the internal force in Su Han disappeared.

If Su Han really wanted to be liberated, he couldn't do without the bamboo courtyard.

Wuchangbai nodded, of course he understands this, that is to say, the person who will be really controlled is actually the young master of Nanling who has been hiding from the bamboo courtyard.

And this Mr. Nanling is also the only person on the entire continent who can see through the secrets. As for the strange people of the Mangxi faction floating in the South China Sea, they are indeed difficult targets. Some things may not be attainable either.

Before their forces penetrated into the inland, the forces of all parties in Zhuyuan must have made preparations in advance.

After so many years, the Mangxi faction didn't send too many people to search for the messenger from the sky, isn't it out of fear in their hearts?
In the bamboo courtyard, the cold wind blows, and the bamboo leaves rustle.

In the vast expanse of bamboo sea, there is a person floating in the middle of the bamboo forest, with white clothes fluttering.

Every move and style of its dancing is a move that ordinary people can't see, and the spiritual energy gathers into strands, surrounding the white figures one after another.

And the one in the middle sat on the wheelchair, closed his eyes and meditated.

After a while, a black shadow penetrated, and the white shadow and the black shadow fought together.Those black shadows shuttled among the bamboo forests for a while, and surged under the ground for a while.

The person sitting in the wheelchair is the owner of the bamboo courtyard, the world-renowned Mr. Nanling.

His slender and slender fingers tapped lightly on the edge of the wheelchair, and his every move was very leisurely, as if he came here to enjoy the scenery.

A black shadow broke through, defended heavily, and crawled from the ground to the person in the wheelchair.

And the corner of the mouth of the man in the wheelchair curled up into a mocking smile. He slid the wheelchair forward half a step, moved the mechanism on the wheelchair with his hand, and a silver needle pierced the black paint all over his body. full of poison.

That person probably didn't expect this scene to happen, and even though he rolled back in time, he got a shot on his shoulder.

Immediately, black blood oozed from the eyes, ears, mouth and nose.

The black shadows fell to the ground one by one, while the white shadows were still floating around in the bamboo forest.

"Go back and tell your master that it's not up to him to take care of the Central Plains affairs. My Bamboo Academy's eyeliner is all over the world, and there is nothing I don't know about."

The black shadow gradually receded, and the man on the wheelchair slid the wheelchair slowly away from the bamboo forest, and rowed towards the small hut deep in the bamboo forest.

The one in the distance looks like a small thatched hut, but when the blindfold disappears, a large bamboo building and layers of bamboo huts appear.

The Qingli figure kneeling at the door rushed up quickly when she saw the returning master.

She originally wanted to be more intimate, but the man held out a hand to stop her.

The woman seemed a little unwilling: "My lord, Ling'er and I are also your people, and we serve you together, why is Ling'er alone getting close to you?"

The man frowned, and with a casual support, a disordered aura filled the woman's body.

The woman felt the pain in her chest and abdomen, squatted down, rolled on the ground, and begged bitterly.

"I was wrong, son, I was wrong, I dare not do it again!"

The pain disappeared, and the white figure disappeared at the door along with the cold wheelchair.

The woman's eyes were full of hatred and endless fear. She raised her eyes and looked towards the northwest grassland.

"Zhao Ling'er, all this is your fault! I want you to never return!"