Chapter 1168
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"Ding! Congratulations to the host for cooking the best spiritual dish - Jade soup!"
"Ding! Congratulations on your becoming a master chef!"
"Ding! Congratulations on your becoming a master chef!"
"Ding! Congratulations on your becoming a master chef!"
After reminding for three times in a row, Huan Qingyan felt the excited and boiling heart in the space, cough.
Huan Qingyan was glad that he didn't waste this unique spirit planting corpse King flower. He finally succeeded.
The corpse King flower has disappeared and turned into a bowl of turquoise soup with five small round beads floating on it.
"Ding, jadeite Jasper soup has a certain toxic resistance. It is suggested that the host drink it immediately to increase the toxic resistance."
Huan Qingyan thought that this was the spiritual food made by the unique Lingzhi. She wanted to keep it and share it with Jimo Ya and Xiaobao.
"Ding! It is suggested that the host drink it immediately. If the emerald and Jasper soup is not drunk within ten breath, it will immediately produce highly toxic! And only the manufacturer himself drinks it can have the additional effect of toxic anti-virus. Others drink it like eating ordinary spiritual food... It's five breath time! Six, seven, eight..."
It's so urgent that it's too late to go out even at this time.
I had to harden my head and drink it.
"Gudong, Gudong!"
Huan Qinyan felt that he drank a bowl of mellow, straight into the heart and lungs, and the cells of the whole body became cheerful, with a long lost sense of satisfaction.
The five little round beads were not as hard as they imagined, and they split open when they touched lightly. Suddenly, a more intense smell came to the top. It seemed that all the essence was concentrated in the beads, and the soup before it was a foil.
This is not a gift of gratitude, nor is it a stimulating spicy taste. Magic looks but intuitively wants to cry
As a foodie, what is the greatest happiness?
Huan Qingyan now knows.
This soup is really wonderful. Between the strands, the magic God knows out of his body, floating and floating!
Floating to a dark place
Here is boundless darkness, cold and damp.
Huan Qingyan wanted to see other places, but he couldn't move.
It can only be fixed in this place.
Yan was still struggling, but he didn't feel strange.
In the boundless silence, there are occasional pictures in consciousness.
There are persistent cultivation, fighting with the enemy, wandering pride, laughing and drinking with friends, looking at each other with lovers, and unforgettable betrayal
Years flow long
I don't know how long it took. Huan Qingyan felt a gushing force. He seemed to break away from a yoke and rushed up suddenly!
She saw another picture.
It was still dark and cold. The difference was that she saw a piece of land, but it was deserted and empty.
She was surprised to find that she had become a young bud!
This seedling lacks sunshine and rain, but it still thrives.
What remains unchanged is that those scattered pictures will still drill into her consciousness from time to time.
The earth is silent, the years are silent.
The seedling grew tenaciously and grew slowly.
Lonely days are annoying.
Long loneliness is more disturbing.
More distant loneliness, but let people precipitate.
Until one day, the seedling grew into a spiritual plant and quietly blossomed
……
Huan Qingyan understood it. It turned out that the origin of the corpse King flower was like this!
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"Ding! Congratulations to the host for cooking the best spiritual dish - Jade soup!"
"Ding! Congratulations on your becoming a master chef!"
"Ding! Congratulations on your becoming a master chef!"
"Ding! Congratulations on your becoming a master chef!"
After reminding for three times in a row, Huan Qingyan felt the excited and boiling heart in the space, cough.
Huan Qingyan was glad that he didn't waste this unique spirit planting corpse King flower. He finally succeeded.
The corpse King flower has disappeared and turned into a bowl of turquoise soup with five small round beads floating on it.
"Ding, jadeite Jasper soup has a certain toxic resistance. It is suggested that the host drink it immediately to increase the toxic resistance."
Huan Qingyan thought that this was the spiritual food made by the unique Lingzhi. She wanted to keep it and share it with Jimo Ya and Xiaobao.
"Ding! It is suggested that the host drink it immediately. If the emerald and Jasper soup is not drunk within ten breath, it will immediately produce highly toxic! And only the manufacturer himself drinks it can have the additional effect of toxic anti-virus. Others drink it like eating ordinary spiritual food... It's five breath time! Six, seven, eight..."
It's so urgent that it's too late to go out even at this time.
I had to harden my head and drink it.
"Gudong, Gudong!"
Huan Qinyan felt that he drank a bowl of mellow, straight into the heart and lungs, and the cells of the whole body became cheerful, with a long lost sense of satisfaction.
The five little round beads were not as hard as they imagined, and they split open when they touched lightly. Suddenly, a more intense smell came to the top. It seemed that all the essence was concentrated in the beads, and the soup before it was a foil.
This is not a gift of gratitude, nor is it a stimulating spicy taste. Magic looks but intuitively wants to cry
As a foodie, what is the greatest happiness?
Huan Qingyan now knows.
This soup is really wonderful. Between the strands, the magic God knows out of his body, floating and floating!
Floating to a dark place
Here is boundless darkness, cold and damp.
Huan Qingyan wanted to see other places, but he couldn't move.
It can only be fixed in this place.
Yan was still struggling, but he didn't feel strange.
In the boundless silence, there are occasional pictures in consciousness.
There are persistent cultivation, fighting with the enemy, wandering pride, laughing and drinking with friends, looking at each other with lovers, and unforgettable betrayal
Years flow long
I don't know how long it took. Huan Qingyan felt a gushing force. He seemed to break away from a yoke and rushed up suddenly!
She saw another picture.
It was still dark and cold. The difference was that she saw a piece of land, but it was deserted and empty.
She was surprised to find that she had become a young bud!
This seedling lacks sunshine and rain, but it still thrives.
What remains unchanged is that those scattered pictures will still drill into her consciousness from time to time.
The earth is silent, the years are silent.
The seedling grew tenaciously and grew slowly.
Lonely days are annoying.
Long loneliness is more disturbing.
More distant loneliness, but let people precipitate.
Until one day, the seedling grew into a spiritual plant and quietly blossomed
……
Huan Qingyan understood it. It turned out that the origin of the corpse King flower was like this!
This novel has been translated by www.novelhall. com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for cooking the best spiritual dish - Jade soup!""Ding! Congratulations on your becoming a master chef!""Ding! Congratulations on your becoming a master chef!""Ding! Congratulations on your becoming a master chef!"After reminding for three times in a row, Huan Qingyan felt the excited and boiling heart in the space, cough.Huan Qingyan was glad that he didn't waste this unique spirit planting corpse King flower. He finally succeeded.The corpse King flower has disappeared and turned into a bowl of turquoise soup with five small round beads floating on it."Ding, jadeite Jasper soup has a certain toxic resistance. It is suggested that the host drink it immediately to increase the toxic resistance."Huan Qingyan thought that this was the spiritual food made by the unique Lingzhi. She wanted to keep it and share it with Jimo Ya and Xiaobao."Ding! It is suggested that the host drink it immediately. If the emerald and Jasper soup is not drunk within ten breath, it will immediately produce highly toxic! And only the manufacturer himself drinks it can have the additional effect of toxic anti-virus. Others drink it like eating ordinary spiritual food... It's five breath time! Six, seven, eight..."It's so urgent that it's too late to go out even at this time.I had to harden my head and drink it."Gudong, Gudong!"Huan Qinyan felt that he drank a bowl of mellow, straight into the heart and lungs, and the cells of the whole body became cheerful, with a long lost sense of satisfaction.The five little round beads were not as hard as they imagined, and they split open when they touched lightly. Suddenly, a more intense smell came to the top. It seemed that all the essence was concentrated in the beads, and the soup before it was a foil.This is not a gift of gratitude, nor is it a stimulating spicy taste. Magic looks but intuitively wants to cryAs a foodie, what is the greatest happiness?Huan Qingyan now knows.This soup is really wonderful. Between the strands, the magic God knows out of his body, floating and floating!Floating to a dark placeHere is boundless darkness, cold and damp.Huan Qingyan wanted to see other places, but he couldn't move.It can only be fixed in this place.Yan was still struggling, but he didn't feel strange.In the boundless silence, there are occasional pictures in consciousness.There are persistent cultivation, fighting with the enemy, wandering pride, laughing and drinking with friends, looking at each other with lovers, and unforgettable betrayalYears flow longI don't know how long it took. Huan Qingyan felt a gushing force. He seemed to break away from a yoke and rushed up suddenly!She saw another picture.It was still dark and cold. The difference was that she saw a piece of land, but it was deserted and empty.She was surprised to find that she had become a young bud!This seedling lacks sunshine and rain, but it still thrives.What remains unchanged is that those scattered pictures will still drill into her consciousness from time to time.The earth is silent, the years are silent.The seedling grew tenaciously and grew slowly.Lonely days are annoying.Long loneliness is more disturbing.More distant loneliness, but let people precipitate.Until one day, the seedling grew into a spiritual plant and quietly blossomedHuan Qingyan understood it. It turned out that the origin of the corpse King flower was like this!This novel has been translated by www.novelhall. com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.
