Apocalyptic Forecast

　　 It was like, suddenly, the sky fell apart.

In this almost frozen air, everyone opened their eyes in horror, staring at the face that was crossed by tears. Muddy tears fell from their cheeks, one drop after another, into the empty bowl. in.

　　 Guo Shouque shed tears.

　　 Weep and mourn and scream because of the happy departure.

　　 That happiness is too cruel, and it freezes darkness and calamity, shrinks and withers in grief.

　　 In the dead silence, only the broken voice sounded.

　　From above his face, in his body... the cracks spread slowly, and the closed wounds cracked again, like cracked clay, falling into the bottomless darkness inside.

　　 He is here and collapsed.

　　 After being overwhelmed by this gentle happiness, the monster no longer has a place to hide, screaming and hiding in the darkness, dissipating with the darkness.

　　 On the face where the tears passed, the cracks spread and turned into dust.

　　 "Thank you, Miss Huaizhi."

　　 Guo Shouque raised his mutilated face, thanked him sincerely, shed tears, and welcomed the end.

　　 Finally, a mocking smile suddenly appeared on the decayed face: "But, don't you think...this is over, right?"

　　 At that moment, the decline and collapse came to an abrupt end.

　　 Withered darkness swept through, gushing out, turning into a solemn crown, shrouded in his mottled hair, shining dark light.

　　 swallowed all the glory.

　　 In the pure darkness, the face that stopped cracking smiled, looking at Huai Shi’s stunned face: "Do you think I will be defeated by this kind of thing?"

　　 Huai Shi was stunned in place.

　　 I forgot to breathe, I could only hear the rapid and difficult beating sound in my chest, my heart was gripped by the invisible palm, and I struggled in pain. Was swallowed by the sudden cold.

　　Unbelievable.

　　 This old monster has no attachment to such happiness!

　　What the **** is he pursuing in his life? Is he really alive?

　　 Is he really... the "human" that he is for!

　　 "Chess difference, one move...it is really, it's a shame."

　　 Guo Shouque raised his head, laughed, raised his hand, and happily wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes: "The taste of such happiness is really missed.

　　 What a beautiful lore, Miss Huaizhi, so beautiful, so beautiful that for a moment I thought I was really going to lose.

　　 What a shame, what a shame, ha ha, ha ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha ha ha! ! ! "

　　 "Is it sad? It's really just a little bit, Miss Huaizhi, if I am the kind of person who loves this kind of happiness, you must be the one who wins now?"

　　Guo Shouque grinned mockingly, his sharp teeth protruding from his gums: "Unfortunately, for that kind of shameful apprentice who was thrown into hell, I owe even a little care and affection to me now!!"

　　 made no secret of his coldness and cruelty, Guo Shouque said contemptuously: "He has already been abandoned by me!"

　　 Huaishi's face was green, and the temperature in his heart gradually became cold.

　　The enemy in front of him is one that even happiness can be discarded at will, and the care of the most important person can be discarded like a mess-monster!

　　 At this moment, in front of Huai Shi, Guo Shouque, who had completely transformed into a monster, raised his hand and pointed towards Huai Shi's face.

　　 Between the five fingers, the mobile phone appeared, revealing the screen lock screen.

a photo.

　　 "What the hell?"

　　 Huaishi's eyes widened.

　　 In the photo, there is a childish and playful expression. A little girl about eight years old, with two ponytails, smiling sweetly, is riding on her grandfather's neck and gestures toward the camera with a V.

　　 "Did you see it? Did you see it? Did you see it!"

　　 Guo Shouque’s cell phone screen almost fell on Huai Shi’s face. On the screen, the old man wearing a funny knitted hat was laughing happily at Huai Shi across the screen.

　　 "Don't you think that Lao Chu is the kind of old man who has lost one's own life and a lonely family, right?"

Guo Shouque asked curiously, "It's been these years, do some people think that masters are extinct and have nothing to do with them, and can't even send out a red envelope during the holidays? No, no? No? ?"

　　 "...this...who is this?"

　　 Huaishi only felt that his brain was humming, which was not enough.

　　 "Of course it's an old granddaughter. Although it is the daughter of that shameless apprentice, it is completely different from the **** who only knows the assassination of the master!"

Guo Shouque's eyes widened, and he shook his voice and said, "I've reached the age to be called Grandpa. It's soft and waxy, like a dough made of glutinous rice. So the nickname is Xiao Nuomi-see it, did you see it? ?"

　　 He took a deep breath and yelled in Huai Shi’s ear: "This is the old treasure!"

　　 "As for Shoujing's kind of dog stuff that has forgotten the sect and rebels, it doesn't matter where you die! Don't even want to enter the door of my house, just bring the little boy over."

　　So, proud, happy, and excited, Guo Shouque spread his hands and proudly declared: "I, I have a treasure that is better than that happy!"

　　 In the dead silence, Huai Shi only felt that his mind had become a mess, a thousand threads rushing around, and finally turned into a word.

　　草……

　　 Damn, Guo Shouque, you turned out to be a personal winner? !

　　I have counted all the agencies, and thought about all the possibilities.

　　 Huai poetry has made 100,000 plans and prepared all the changes, but he did not expect that Guo Shouque, the bastard, would have such a good life!

　　 Hundreds of thousands of lemons instantly squeezed into Huaishi's heart, his eyes moistened.

　　 Damn, everyone is a cook, so why are you such an old dog? I was idle during the day, and I had nothing to do with my apprentice when I went home during the harvest festival, and my granddaughter was teasing me... occasionally I wanted to abuse the vegetables and beat the young people and the Dongxia Genealogy paid for public expense reasons.

　　 Huaishi's expression twitched, restraining herself with difficulty.

　　 Don't stab this old dog to death.

　　 "Are you angry? Do you really want to kill me?"

　　 Guo Shouque lay on the table, turned his face sideways, tilted his head up, and admired Huai Shi’s twitching expression with a strange smile: "I am old, life is super cool!"

　　Under the stage, Amber had already covered his face, and didn't want to watch the cruel scene of the old man drying the dog.

　　 Finally had enough Huai poems, and looking at the numb face that was unlovable, Guo Shouque finally put away his phone contentedly, and laughed to the sky.

Older gingers are more spicy.

　　 Young, still too impulsive, don’t know how to think... The sword is not sharp and the horse is too thin, what are you fighting against me?

　　 When the happy smile faded away, finally revealed the darkness and ferociousness that belonged to the Kitchen Demon.

　　 From Guo Shouque's side, the bamboo basket on the fire was shaking violently, and it was no longer able to suppress the power of concentration and transformation in it, but the cover of the bamboo basket was firmly suppressed by Guo Shouque.

　　 controls the most critical heat.

　　 That is the sacrifice to the chubby dog ​​to heaven, the sacrifice to the axis of this world, it is the supreme sacrifice that only a few gods can enjoy.

　　 This is the last prison.

　　 Under Guo Shouque's broken body, in the endless darkness, there is a solemn aura rising. Want to awaken all the gods who have died.

　　 Pray all things to witness, this noble sacrifice.

　　 Huai Shi was so puzzled when she looked at the old figure gradually immersed in the darkness.

　　 "With such a position, such a family, and such a skill... Guo Shouque, your life is so beautiful, why bother to go to great lengths to pray for the gift of the rancher?"

　　Why bow to something that can destroy the entire world?

　　 He couldn't help but ask, "The power of the Demon Chef is so important to you!"

　　 "rancher?"

　　 In the guard of infinite disaster, Guo Shouque turned his head, not understanding what he was thinking, and asked inexplicably: "That kind of thing is the biggest denial of the'cooking devil', right?"

　　 Huai poem was stunned in place.

　　 It’s hard to understand, depraved by human nature, with endless appetite as the source, the cook demon who embarked on this path of disaster would actually call the'rancher' contemptuously as'the kind of thing'.

　　 also can't understand why the rancher who treats everything as food would deny the value of the kitchen demon.

　　 "Miss Huaizhi, I am afraid you understand something wrong?"

Guo Shouque laughed jokingly: "Do you actually think that there will be a rancher who believes in a cook from the heart? Apart from stupid idiots who can't even figure out what they are doing, can anyone still think about that kind of thing, Are you in awe?"

　　 The throne of the rancher is not the existence worshipped by the cook.

　　 On the contrary, as long as this kind of thing exists for one day, it is the humiliation that all the cooks must endure and bear!

　　 That's right, Miss Huaizhi, you don't understand, you haven't understood yet.

　　 Just like me, I never understood the obsession that the teacher could not give up until I was about to die.

　　Until he truly became Yifang Kitchen Demon, and truly qualified to accept the trial of "Towards the Summit of Kitchen Demon", did he realize how ridiculous his thoughts were.

　　 What a naive!

　　 This is a scar that can never be forgotten or ignored.

　　I used to long for the true essence, in order to pursue the ultimate, I would not hesitate to set foot on the most blessed land, what a cruel scene I saw——

　　 That is the **** that makes all the cooking monsters angry and fearful!

　　 No need to repeat the difficult adventures and countless setbacks and trials along the way. When he came to the end of the journey and saw the rancher at first sight, he understood everything.

　　 That is indeed the **** who descended in hell, the real master, the true symbol of the god.

　　 This grace shepherds all things, and this majesty harvests everything. What He represents is the truth of the end of the world and the unity of all things.

　　 Never full, eternal devouring, eternal greed and thirst.

　　 If it’s more than that~www.ltnovel.com~ how good would it be? Wouldn't it be beautiful if the supreme divinity could be transferred a little bit by human will?

　　 is just a small unexpected difference that makes a decisive difference.

　　 Makes any cooking demon no longer able to fear this great god, which is born spontaneously, but an unshakable hatred.

　　——He always just thought about ‘eat’!

　　 As long as you eat, you will feel full. Just eating is enough. In addition, no matter how exquisite and wonderful delicacies are, to him is no different from Tuke La.

　　Everything that the Demon Chef has done, in his opinion, has no value!

　　 They pursued the extreme state of their lives, dedicated all their pursuits, and gave all the results. In his view, it is simply meaningless.

　　 too shameful.

　　 This humiliation is too big, so that every cook who knows all this can't bear it.

　　 Human beings, in his view, are no different, no matter black and white, good and evil; food, in his mouth, no difference, no matter the food or the dung.

　　Gods are equal.

　　 Whether it is an enemy or a subordinate, He has equal love and identification, and also has the same appetite and greed.

　　 Such an equal **** and world, it is disgusting!

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