Chapter 75 The whole world is shocked!

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In the courtyard of Night Fire, from the outside, it is just a small courtyard with two or three entrances.

But after entering, you can find that the world inside is vast, with specially designed barriers and spells that have space expansion, which is dozens of times larger than it looks from the outside.

It's like entering a small manor.

Just the small maze-like place surrounded by flowers and plants on the outside is enough for many people to get lost in it.

If it weren't for Jiang Leshui and others to guide them, even the first hurdle would have made it difficult for them to enter this place, which made cooks from all over the world very curious.

Although some people have been live broadcasting, there are also people sharing their experiences at Ye Zhonghuo Restaurant on the Internet.

But cooks know very well that the environment can definitely affect a person's future.

Just a Ye Zhonghuo restaurant is by no means the pure environment where Zhao Fuyu grew up. If they want to know more about it in detail, they need to start from the Ye Zhonghuo backyard.

It's a pity that the tight security here leaves no room for prying eyes. Although no one is standing guard in the open, anyone who wants to approach has been subjected to heavy questioning in the dark.

So for Jiang Leshui and the others, it is not a bad thing to see the living environment of a super genius.

This is why after they received the invitation, they immediately made a decision and came here without further discussion.

However, it wasn't until they entered Ye Zhonghuo's backyard atrium that they suddenly realized what a stunningly talented person they had encountered.

Before anyone could see the figure, the maze at the entrance and the landscape layout that we saw later were already made by someone who had the ability to do so.

When they came to the tea pavilion in the atrium, Zhao Fuyu's figure standing quietly was like a sacred mountain descending from heaven to earth. The strong pressure made the three of them feel uneasy.

Especially the leader Jiang Leshui, when he saw Zhao Fuyu for the first time, he seemed to feel that he was suppressed in the mountain like an ant.

This almost humiliating mood swing made Jiang Leshui so angry that he wanted to burn everything in the world.

But when facing Zhao Fuyu, he actually had the illusion of being invincible, and that strong intuition told him.

'Don't take action, don't take action, or you will die! '

If the battle-hardened 'Zhu Yan' Jiang Leshui still doesn't understand the reason, I'm afraid he is a fool.

In fact, when he got close to here, he had already noticed the murderous intention in this courtyard.

'Patience is only for a moment...Patience is only for a moment! '

Silently reciting the words that brought him back to his senses, Jiang Leshui forcefully pulled himself out of the state of being suppressed by Zhao Fuyu's momentum, and forcibly looked at Zhao Fuyu. The two sides confronted each other in front of the tea pavilion. .

After all, Jiang Leshui's cultivation level was much more terrifying. Apart from his pale face, he didn't have much influence. However, Luo Qingyun and Lin Zhiling, who were beside him, soon fell under the suppression of this momentum. Big beads of sweat overflowed on his forehead.

"I have heard about the three famous names for a long time, and when I saw their extraordinary grace, I suddenly fell into a trance."

"I forgot to ask the three of you to sit down, please invite Haihan."

He had no intention of directly embarrassing these three giants in the dark culinary world. Zhao Fuyu finally concealed the coercion scattered around him and spoke with a hint of invitation from the host.

Without waiting for Jiang Leshui and the others to respond, they returned to the tea pavilion and sat on the main seats in the center.

Even the trio of dark cooking giants were a little surprised when they released their hostility so carelessly.

Little do they know that in this era, it is normal to be clear about love and hate, and hypocrisy and compromise have long been ignored.

Young people have long scorned the genteel people who come and go and engage in secret confrontations.

Zhao Fuyu is not the type to talk nonsense with others. It is a good thing for both parties to make things clear.

His face turned pale for a while. For an old-school person like Jiang Leshui, Zhao Fuyu's behavior was naked contempt.

But in this case, since they chose to accept the invitation here, they can only do as they please.

After the three of them looked at each other for a moment, they sat down neatly in the tea pavilion.

"Sure enough, the future life is terrible."

"One person has achieved such great results in Dongying."

"I don't dare to be called a person whose name has been admired for a long time."

He responded to Zhao Fuyu without being soft or hard. For Jiang Leshui, this was the last dignity he could convey.

However, Zhao Fuyu didn't care about this. He appreciated the dignity and face that the older generation insisted on, but these things were not enough to change anything.

Especially the strength gap between the two parties.

Zhao Fuyu made a move, without any intention of exchanging pleasantries, and a green utensil appeared on the table.

The green dragon is coiled around, every detail of its scales is exposed, and a faint crystal luster is coated with a film, as if there is light shining on it at any time.

It is the legendary kitchen utensils that these giants in the dark cooking world long for, that have been fully activated!

Turn the dragon pot!

"It's a waste of time for all three of you."

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Fuyu's aura suddenly increased, layer after layer, reaching peaks across domains.

Straight into the sky!

It also completely put the other three people in the tea pavilion into a situation where they were speechless and unable to move.

But for them who are half-step heavenly kings, even if they take a god-level extraordinary shot, they will never be able to do this!

This is the suppression of gourmet cell resonance, purely natural suppression!

'impossible! '

'impossible! ! How old is he! ! '

A huge wave has surged in my heart, like a volcano erupting.

Jiang Leshui has taken off his disguise and is extremely well-maintained. Just like the face of a thirty-year-old Xu Junyi, the facial features with two beards show a somewhat ferocious look under the influence of pressure and broken emotions. His eyes were full of horror that he didn't want to admit!

"Please help me tell all walks of life in Zhongzhou!"

"I, Zhao Fuyu, have activated the Dragon Turning Pot, and I have never thought of giving it to anyone else!"

"At least... half-step gourmet kings, you don't have this qualification!!"

The simple and sharp words and the spread of unconcealed aura were like layers of tsunamis that suddenly set off a terrifying storm in the Imperial Palace of Kyoto.

The powerful force almost caused half of the city of Kyoto to fall into low pressure.

Above the sky, a faint line of purple smoke filled the air. The Onmyoji, who knew a little bit about looking for energy, opened his spiritual eyes and looked in the direction of the night fire, with a look of horror on his face.

Because they seemed to see a purple air that spread all over the capital, and the sky was filled with flowers and fairy music!

"This is..."

"Purple energy comes from the east, is there a saint coming out?!!"

Someone compared it with the records in ancient books and was stunned on the spot.

But where do "saints" come from in modern society, and there is only one kind of being who can do the incredible things that the so-called "saints" do!

"Someone...has become the King of Food!!"

The older generation of Onmyoji, who had seen the breakthrough of the King of Food, uttered a few words and left in a hurry.

Because only he who is already in an important position can understand how big an impact this matter will have!

It's almost...

Shock the world! !

"Brother Shen!"

"Um!"

When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.

But no matter who it is.

There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.

To this.

Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.

It can be said.

Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.

The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.

Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.

Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.

Possessing the memory of a previous life.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.

Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.

At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.

Enter the attic.

The environment changes in vain.

The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.

There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.