Apocalyptic Forecast

It is said that at the beginning, all life can come from the water.

As expected by scholars, a barren planet, a vast ocean, hot temperatures and endless rainfall are needed, and it takes tens of thousands of years.

In the high temperature and sultry air, the ocean boils endlessly and gradually cools down, and then the most basic prokaryotic cells are born from the most primitive chemicals.

This is the origin of life.

At that time, everything will be transformed from this primitive soup, and it will survive, develop, and grow ...

Perhaps the group of scholars said that it makes sense. It really has such a possibility that life can be born like this.

Regrettably, Guo Shouque had never been able to see it.

Even if he did not hesitate to go deep into the field of the rancher, in the abyss beneath the blissful land, he could not find any soil sufficient to create life.

In the end, only this wreckage, which had been gestated failed thousands of years ago, was obtained.

A pot of spoiled raw soup.

The miracle that was supposed to bring life has now been reversed to devour all vitality, and it is also an absolute danger and hidden danger.

Anyone with a conscience should destroy it in the first place.

But unfortunately, this kind of thing Guo Shouqian did not.

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

How beautiful it is-

Even if it is already dead and failed, how charming is the corrupt gesture that can remain in it, how lovely this curse and resentment that ushered in destruction before birth.

It's not the result created by hard work, but the natural perfect crystallization.

This is pure, how heartbreaking.

It's like ... a miracle!

And now, a miracle has fallen on Kanda Cangzhen's head, gently and accommodatingly reaching out countless palms, offering a hug.

After the tremor of the bamboo basket shook violently and shattered the broken shreds on the outermost surface, it even revealed the texture and cracks of white jade.

Only the bamboo basket was shaking.

At first, a loud roar was heard, and then there was faint anger and roar. There was a constant struggle of thunder and anger, pulling the edge of the bamboo basket, but no matter how, the lid of the sky dome could not be lifted away from it.

From the moment Guo Shouque said his name, and the moment he responded, it was all destined.

Now, continuous cracks emerged from Guo Shoukui's face and body. Under the scorch marks left by the thunderbolt, one eye after another opened, with indifferent maliciousness and ridicule, and looked down with contempt. In his magical realm.

Until the end, the mourning sound gradually disappeared.

The strange aroma rose.

Amidst the fragrance, Guo Shoukui's wounds and eyes slowly closed together and disappeared.

I do n’t know if it ’s a jade bottle or a bamboo basket, only the boiling sound is left.

A line of white mist rose up from the gap, and turned into a strange scene of fairy dancing and scattered flowers, and the simple vitality spread out.

Taking a deep breath, he groaned freely.

The soup is finally cooked.

Guo Shoukui smiled, took off the lid, and looked down. In the container, there was only one broken Taigu floating slowly in the clear soup.

Take out the spoon, filter out the debris, and throw it away aside.

Guo Shou looked at the clear and clear soup in the pot and smiled: I haven't encountered such beautiful ingredients in a long time. Otherwise, I can't make such a perfect old soup.

It's a pity, what's missing ...

After thinking for a while, he picked it up from the box and found a cabbage. After washing it with water, he ripped off a leaf and threw it into the pot.

Looking at the appearance of the cabbage leaves undulating in the clear soup, Guo Shouqi nodded with satisfaction.

This is the authentic taste!

perfect!

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When the thunder from afar came to an end.

The snowstorm finally dissipated.

With countless icicles shattering, the fierce long knife crossed a distance of more than forty meters, hovering in Vladimir's throat. The sharp tip of the knife lightly touched his carotid artery.

After the cracks in the layers of ice walls and giant pillars, a cold voice came.

"Work is over, Vladimir."

Vladimir relied on the wall, with cracks on his face and on his body--as the Frost Father's divineness faded away, the huge power was eventually squandered.

Gradually, he was beaten back to its original shape.

The power temporarily obtained through the kitchen magic skills cannot be maintained for too long. Once digested, the foundation of Frost Father ’s downfall will collapse-the power will return to the eternal frozen snowfield again, waiting for the next call. Maybe not next time, but the miracles eternally hovering above the ice field are not concerned about this.

Icefields and storms never care about human thoughts and moods.

In the tearing pain, Vladimir gasped violently. Under the face of Frost Father, his tattooed face vaguely appeared.

"I can still fight, Miss Paper."

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."

After the cracked ice wall, the burning fierce blood slowly emerged, and looked at him calmly: "I also know that you must have something hidden and not taken out, and I hope you are so It ’s best to hide until the end of the game-your set may not be useful to me. "

In the eyes of Huai Shi, the burning source radiates a majestic glow.

Photographed the frost of Father Frost.

Vladimir's expression twitched, and finally, with a helpless sigh, he raised his hands and caught him.

But Huai Shi did not rush to close the distance, and remained at ten meters away.

See Weizhi.

Passive effect after the level of death hunch increased.

Huai Shi can see through the details and feel the signs that are enough to harm his life.

From the moment the battle started to the present, this crisis lingered so strongly in his soul that he kept the distance from Vladimir.

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

"Please rest assured, I won't use it, I don't want to kill you."

"No, please don't get me wrong." Miss Huai paper smiled politely, "I'm just used to keeping a distance from dogs, after all, you always think too beautifully."

In the silence, Vladimir's expression twitched, sighing helplessly.

Raising his hand, he took off the frost crown above his head and ripped off the pale gem.

"What is that?" Huaixi asked.

"Iceland's favor." Vladimir shrugged: "However, there are generally people who call it Frost Father's exile ... Those who are favored will always be accompanied by storms and ice, and will be completely drawn into the eternal ice and snow wasteland. "

Frost Father's sacred mark itself is the embodiment of the eternal ice field and storm.

Moreover, Father Frost is dead now. Unless there are other gods leading him, sooner or later, the beloved will die of hunger and thirst in that non-existent wasteland and turn into ice sculptures.

It blends with eternal despair and silence.

"It sounds interesting."

Huai Shi raised his hand, the blade of his hand turned, like he shook his blade flat, his eyes blinked and smiled: "Don't you think that jewelry matches me well?"

Okay, I understand what you mean.

Vladimir rolled his eyes, as if he were really licking a dog, and raised his jewel, and put it on the blade obediently.

Huai Shi did not pick it up.

The blade turned slightly, and the eternal cold gemstone was already sourced, and it was thrown into the bottom debris of the Sanctuary of Bone. I hope that no unlucky crow will activate it when it turns over ...

"So, thank you for your gift, unfortunately, you are a good person, we are impossible, I hope you don't pester me anymore--"

After a skillful set of green tea-flavored farewells, Huai Shi took a step back and turned around ... The footsteps paused for a moment, but the blade of resentment resented suddenly at the moment Vladimir sighed, suddenly crossed ten A few meters away.

Pierced his thigh and nailed it to the floor.

"what are you doing!"

The Tattoo Chef demon yelled fiercely, raised his eyes and glared, but saw the expression of Huai Shi.

"This blood, about 400 CC, should be a time-wasting interest, Mr. Vladimir."

Huai Su Su Zi nodded and said: "I hope you can have a good rest, and I hope you can pray with me and pray that my client is safe.

Otherwise, both you and your boss will have to pay for it. "

He said, "I swear."

In the chill that gradually melted, what appeared was a biting murderous opportunity.

Instead of looking at Vladimir behind, Huai Shi turned away, dragging the blade of resentment, galloping toward the crow's direction.

Crisis alert!

But when he arrived, everything was over.

He lowered his head and saw the steel crow that was hit hard.

There are corpses falling to the ground.

The blood gradually spread and spread to his feet.

Oh shit……

Huai Shi closed his eyes.

I'm late.

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Twenty minutes ago, after the illusion of the day swirling around, everything in front of me became very different.

Zhenxi raised his head in amazement, looked around the glass palace and the blood in the air.

In her shadow, a steel crow suddenly hissed, spread its wings, raised, and guarded beside her, engulfing the blood coming together.

The maliciousness that can spread through the bloodline cannot be stopped. The viciousness spreading in the blood constantly ignited all evil thoughts, but any moment of loss of control will usher in distortion and fall into hell.

No matter how thin the collateral blood vessels will also be infected and eroded by his freedom.

This is more malicious than the rancher's "secret of sacrifice" ...

"vomit!!!"

Jinxi subconsciously bent down, embarrassed and vomited, almost tears and snot came out, until the bile was about to spit out.

It feels like it has fallen into the dunghole.

I don't know what happened at all ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ Until I peeped at the worms that were vaguely arched and crawling slowly, I stepped back in horror and looked around.

There are other people who scream and scream.

Just before Jinxi's eyes, the frightened waitress suddenly fell to the ground, her legs twitching violently, twisting into a nearly weird angle.

Through the skirt, you can vaguely see that the peristaltic limbs are no longer normal, and something is bulging, expanding, and deforming ...

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

Follow the instructions of Miss Huai Paper-At this time, first of all, take a deep breath, try to show a sincere and serious gesture, and then remain polite and stand firm.

Finally, bow ninety degrees.

"--Sorry, bother, leave!"