In an instant, this beautiful garden was engulfed by the power of the curse.
He raised his head and looked at the door at the end of the corridor.
Why did the Queen of Curses pull him here?
The secret was in this wooden hut.
The Queen of Curses demanded.
There was no Soul God in the void.
The terrifying power of the curse surged around her body.
He didn't communicate with the Queen in words. He just cooked a bowl of fried rice for her, carrying the memories of when they met in the prime of their youth.
She was the kind of person who would be drowned by ordinary people if thrown into a sea of people.
You walked out of the kitchen.
This woman was the real Queen of Curses!
The God of Cooking didn't seem to hear her.
His power was unparalleled, and he could suppress heaven and earth.
Before Bu Fang could say anything, the woman opened the door, turned, and stepped into it …
At this moment, Bu Fang was watching everything that had happened from the perspective of the God of Cooking.
It flowed slowly.
The God of Cooking said that he wanted to go to the top with the Emotional Path.
Bit by bit, it wrapped around Bu Fang's body.
It seemed to divide everything in two.
The door of the wooden hut opened automatically, as if to welcome Bu Fang.
But very quickly, this strand of anticipation disappeared ….
Bu Fang looked as if he had seen a ghost. Was this something You would say?
He seemed to have noticed something strange.
On this day …
He had just climbed the stairs, and he was a little worried that the old stairs would suddenly rot and collapse.
Bu Fang furrowed his brows and went upstairs.
You said.
Hiss …
There were no fancy battles, no earth-shattering rumbles.
A weathered voice came from Bu Fang's mouth.
However …
He still couldn't break the seal of the curse power.
The Queen's whispers kept ringing.
You put down her bowl and chopsticks and looked at Bu Fang with a smile.
"Hmm?"
She raised her black dagger.
Creak …
The power of the curse gradually wrapped around Lin Fan.
Bu Fang walked with his hands clasped behind his back.
"Aren't these days wonderful?"
Soul God had appeared, but … no one had expected him to do so in such a way.
Said the Queen of Curses coldly. Her words were ice-cold.
"To become a Paragon, one must be emotionless … Can you really be emotionless?"
He felt a chill run down his spine.
It dived rapidly towards the bottom of the sea.
However, it was obvious that his worries were unnecessary.
"Hold this dagger and stab it into the stinky chef's body … Then you will complete the Ruthless Path and become the true Lord of Void City, the supreme Cursed Ancestral God!"
The God of Cooking was divided into two. One half was Soul God of the Ruthless Path, and the other was the God of Cooking of the Emotional Path.
"Wash your hands, then you can eat."
This smell seemed to exude a feeling that made one's soul throb.
An ice-cold aura spread out and seemed to wrap around his body bit by bit.
Unfortunately …
The life the two of them lived was truly like that of a celestial couple.
Previously, Bu Fang thought there might be some melodramatic love story between the Queen of Curses, the God of Cooking, and the Soul God.
The table, the chairs, the shabby porcelain bowls, the walls, the windows, and the floor …
The colors were warm and gentle.
Bu Fang looked at the God of Cooking in the sky.
Bu Fang did not say anything and just ate quietly.
Bu Fang paused and looked over.
The God of Cooking roared.
Bu Fang frowned. He reached out a hand and placed it on the table.
He had waged war against the Chaotic Universe, Void City, and even the Primitive Universe.
They had only sensed such a level of curse power from the Queen of Curses.
A hundred years had passed in the blink of an eye.
"Oh?"
Almost in the blink of an eye, he came to the door.
They never thought that such a change would happen!
Soul God's life was endless.
What happened in the coffin … was not good.
Looking at You, he found that the woman in front of him was like You, but not like You at the same time …
The conversation between the two continued.
At the end of the road, a woman stood quietly.
A thud rang out.
She wanted to see him take the last step.
"Kill him!"
The dish was delicious. Even with Bu Fang's picky eyes, it was hard for him not to find fault with it.
Everything in front of her had disappeared.
'Is this a joke?'
But she was still looking forward to it.
The severed seven emotions turned into the power of seven sins, entangling the God of Cooking's body.
The corner of Bu Fang's mouth twitched slightly.
However …
Slowly, under the deliberate guidance of the shadow, he walked down the corridor on the second floor.
Bu Fang frowned.
Bu Fang was sure that this was not his voice.
This was the real Queen of Curses!
In the distance, there was a small wooden hut.
The power that could rip off Soul God's clothes was blocked by the power of the curse!
This was the source of his confidence after becoming strong.
You?
But …
The Queen of Curses stared blankly at everything.
The corner of Bu Fang's mouth twitched.
With her realm, she knew very well that if she embarked on the Ruthless Path, the life of an immortal couple would be gone forever.
The wooden hut sat quietly in the distance.
Soul God had become a terrible demon in the universe. He had slaughtered an entire universe, which was the Soul Demon Universe, and dominated the starry sky.
He followed her quietly.
The Queen of Curses' body disappeared in an instant and hovered beside You.
'Hmm?'
Bu Fang paused.
Everything had a vertical line.
Nearly six thousand words, two in a big chapter …
There was a plate of braised fish, a bowl of soup, and a plate of vegetables.
After all, this young couple was living a good life.
Bu Fang followed her.
However …
The mountains in the distance were turquoise, and the sky was blue like a gem.
It was just like when Bu Fang first set foot here.
The world was filled with strong resentment and hatred.
A strong aroma of food wafted over.
You's body slowly emerged.
Bu Fang was pulled into the coffin.
Darkness began to engulf him.
He had a feeling that something was not quite right.
The God of Cooking had severed his seven emotions and six desires.
His voice carried a sense of confidence.
The door swung open.
At this moment, the wooden hut was very gentle and peaceful.
"Is the Queen of Curses really coming back to life?"
Bu Fang frowned. Power surged, and the dust on his hands disappeared. His hands became clean again.
Their surprise did not last long.
The person in the kitchen was none other than …
Bu Fang found himself back in the wooden hut.
The dishes were served, and they were a few simple dishes.
"It's the Queen of Curses!"
The surroundings seemed to be a wasteland.
The power of the Emotional Path was attacking the Soul God.
Bu Fang frowned.
The suffocating feeling of the water pressure pressing down on his chest made him frown.
He could not believe that such a great force would come out of the coffin and suck Bu Fang's body into it.
However …
Her aura soared into the sky, and streams of light fell and wrapped around her.
The moment the door closed, the whole wooden hut began to decay and shake.
She stood up anxiously, her beautiful face full of disbelief.
The previous wooden hut was like a haunted house.
In the kitchen, You's voice rang out again.
Rumble …
Bu Fang opened his mouth and blew bubbles.
His surroundings changed again.
He scolded the heavens, the earth, and the air!
All of a sudden …
Ruthlessness and emotion began to shake his will crazily.
However, he was engulfed in an instant.
Boom!
It was a very ordinary middle-aged man. He was not handsome, and he did not have any memorable features.
Such a person was about to soar to the highest level.
In the distance …
Everything in the wooden hut was drawn in a cold vertical line.
It was You.
That was because what had just happened had caused many people to sink into contemplation.
The green grass was spread out, and there were crystal drops of water hanging on the tender leaves of the grass.
He stopped in his tracks.
In the end, it turned into a huge black cocoon and completely wrapped Bu Fang up.
You, or rather, the Queen of Curses, leaned against the door of the wooden hut and looked at the God of Cooking, who was slowly stepping into the air.
Bu Fang's pupils constricted.
He found that his body was suddenly descending.
In the sky …
The appearance of this unforeseen event caused everyone to be abruptly shocked.
You seemed to be gradually convinced.
It was as if she was whispering to You.
This feeling made Bu Fang very uncomfortable.
Bu Fang could not learn that kind of emotion.
Without hesitation, Bu Fang took a step and flew toward the door.
At this moment, Bu Fang finally saw the God of Cooking's face clearly.
Besides … How could You know how to cook?
Just when Soul God's power was peerless …
Bu Fang paused. He found that he could not control his body and was walking toward the bathroom.
It transformed into Bu Fang's face.
One by one, white rotting worms flew out from the template.
His heroic spirit was bursting out, suppressing the universe.
The Queen of Curses had gone mad.
"Didn't you say you want to reach the highest level with the Emotional Path?!"
The Queen of Curses stood in Void City and looked at the old man.
"Then what is your Cooking Path? Emotional or ruthless? "
Rumble!
Although this method was … terrible, he was not afraid.
After all, with his current cultivation base, unless his opponent was an Ancestral God, Bu Fang had nothing to fear.
A fragrance wafted over.
The Queen of Curses was furious. She felt as if she had been deceived.
The scrolls were divided in two by a vertical line.
With his hands clasped behind his back, Bu Fang walked toward the wooden hut.
Judging from the aura that erupted just now, it was very likely that the Queen of Curses had mutated.
The improvement of her cultivation base was just a change in her life.
A small river flowed in front of the door.
The sticky and uncomfortable feeling made Bu Fang withdraw his mental force.
This wooden hut looked exactly the same as the previous one, but … the style was completely different.
He reached out a hand and grabbed the door handle.
Suddenly …
In the sky …
However …
That's right. The way they saw it, the purity of the curse power caused them to exclaim in astonishment.
Bu Fang frowned and walked toward the kitchen.
He was very fast.
The power of sin filled every corner of the universe.
Therefore, she wanted to stop the God of Cooking.
No wonder the Queen of Curses hated the chef so much.
The God of Cooking had begun to break through to the Ancestral God realm.
His next goal was to conquer the Chaotic Universe.
Xiao Bai was extremely powerful. He was able to fight Soul God head-on, so he was definitely the strongest existence in the universe now.
She used to look forward to life.
Bu Fang stared at the void with a complicated look on his face.
It was very rich and intoxicating.
Soon, he was close to the hut. He pushed the door open.
The vow, the happiness, and the carefree life he once had were all gone.
When he released his mental force, it was filled with the rich curse power.
Because he realized that someone seemed to be secretly spying on him.
The dukes, counts, and nobles were all pleasantly surprised.
He had become a mortal, and he knew that he only had a hundred years to live.
The once high-spirited God of Cooking was now very old.
However, he had chosen a neutral path between the Emotional Path and the Ruthless Path.
She felt the cold of being deceived.
The old man had taken away Soul God's heart.
You put down her chopsticks and asked anxiously.
Gulp!
"Great! Our Void City is going to rise under the Queen's leadership!"
Bu Fang did not refute.
Meanwhile, the God of Cooking's aura gradually reached a limit.
Heaven and earth returned to normal once again.
He walked slowly in the wooden hut.
The expressions of Lord Gou, Hades Erha, Mu Hongzi, and the others changed dramatically.
The cocoon squirmed.
Many people's faces were filled with uncertainty.
The three dukes sighed when they sensed the curse power.
'Sure enough, this woman is not You …'
All she yearned for was to live a simple life with her lover like a celestial couple.
Bu Fang did not know what to say to this poor woman.
Darkness had engulfed her life.
Bu Fang's expression changed.
Little by little, it moved forward.
In midair, the God of Cooking gave the Queen of Curses an apologetic look.
The Queen of Curses could not reach the peak with the Emotional Path.
Bu Fang found that the scenery behind the door was completely different.
It was tearing at his body.
Endless resentment and anger washed over him.
The door upstairs squeaked softly.
A female voice came from the kitchen.
Something was not right.
The seven emotions he had severed gathered in midair, turned into a terrible demon, and began to devour him.
The God of Cooking, on the other hand, had only one hundred years as a mortal.
Bu Fang focused his eyes. 'Here it comes …'
He tore open the void and left this part of the world.
A puzzled look came into Bu Fang's eyes.
The river dried up, the trees withered …
The power of the curse spread …
After reading the Queen of Curses' memories …
Bu Fang watched with a strange look on his face.
What shocked Bu Fang even more was that he actually opened his mouth to speak.
It was always the most helpless thing to turn love into hate.
The Queen of Curses, on the other hand, was looking forward to it. She had given up everything to become an Ancestral God.
He walked toward the hut.
The Queen of Curses, who used to be a pretty girl from a humble family, had changed.
Bu Fang walked over.
Bit by bit, he stabbed Bu Fang's heart.
He wanted to use this wisp of the Emotional Path to break through to the supreme realm.
"I believe I can reach the supreme realm with the Emotional Path …" the God of Cooking said.
Bu Fang sighed.
He had thought of the beginning, but not the ending.
Boom!
Was it the Queen of Curses' will?
Something had happened.
But there was another figure.
They wanted to get close to the coffin, but they were blocked by a powerful force.
Bu Fang landed on the ground.
She knew how to be satisfied. She was already very satisfied with her current cultivation base and life.
After that day …
The dishes were simple, but it was like living at home.
"You're back? Sit down and eat. "
The God of Cooking was gradually covered and entangled by darkness.
It was quite dirty.
"Hmm?
This is the right way to open it. "
Laugh?
Soul God's power suddenly disappeared.
It kept erupting.
Suddenly …
However, Bu Fang did not care.
Bu Fang frowned. He felt that things were not that simple.
In the blink of an eye, a black dagger appeared in front of her.
Her black cloak fluttered slowly behind her.
Finally …
She became cold.
She was like a bucket that had been filled with a drop of water every day. After a long time, it was finally full and could not hold any more.
It should have nothing to do with Soul God.
"Quick! Kill this chef! "
He could even see fish swimming in the clear water.
Bu Fang frowned. If he remembered correctly, the God of Cooking had succeeded.
In the sky …
Bu Fang found that the floor under his feet was beginning to crumble.
The life that the Queen of Curses yearned for had disappeared with the death of the God of Cooking.
The God of Cooking, who was covered by the seven emotions, had become Soul God. He mercilessly broke through the void and became the most terrible demon in the universe.
It seemed that Bu Fang had finally arrived.
Behind him, a woman shrouded in curses stared at him.
Gradually, she approached the black cocoon.
Her temperament was completely different.
"Chefs are all up to no good!"
The atmosphere was peaceful.
The grass grew long and the nightingales flew.
The traitor left the Queen of Curses behind.
She aimed at the cocoon …
You's eyes were slightly glazed. Holding the dagger, she walked forward step by step.
The scene disappeared.
The lawless Soul God had only taken a bite of the dish.
The Queen of Curses, on the other hand, turned into a plume of black smoke and hugged Nethery from behind. Her hand, which was made of curse power, held Nethery's hand and grabbed the dagger.
"What pure curse power …" Zhang Xuan murmured.
…
Could it be …
In the distance, lush trees stretched on, and some lazy spirit beasts could be seen crawling on the trees.
The corner of Bu Fang's mouth twitched.
"The pursuit of true culinary arts has always been my goal. I'm only one step away. You should support me."
As a chef who was a little obsessed with cleanliness, even though Bu Fang had grown to his current level, he had not changed this habit.
You actually smiled?
Bu Fang's consciousness seemed to be gradually extracted, and he looked at everything from the perspective of a bystander.
Bu Fang found that he had come to the end.
The old man came to Soul God with a dish in his hand.
Perhaps …
What had happened in the coffin?
The dagger floated for a moment and then hovered over Bu Fang's heart.
It was none other than the God of Cooking, who adhered to the Emotional Path.
A hundred years had passed. His fleshly body had decayed, and his Dao had vanished.
Bu Fang frowned.
He slowly turned around.
The warm scene was gone forever.
The seed of emotion burned in his strong heart.
His face was ninety percent similar to You's.
This was a very dilapidated wooden house. Everywhere was dilapidated, but it could be seen that this small wooden house had once been inhabited by people.
The door was closed.
He felt as if he had sunk to the bottom of the sea.
The terrible curse power was released.
However, he did not completely sever it. There was still a wisp of emotion left.
Like an invisible knife, it cut off his seven emotions and six desires.
A loud rumble rang out. Billowing smoke and dust surged between heaven and earth.
This was probably the world inside the coffin.
She was dressed like a housewife.
Time passed.
Soul God did not appear at all.
She believed that the God of Cooking could reach the peak with the Emotional Path. Then … they could continue to live like an immortal couple.
Xiao Bai leaped up. His golden mechanical eyes burst into a dazzling light as he threw a punch at the Queen of Curses' palace.
Bu Fang looked around but did not see You.
Unfortunately, life had given her a hard blow.
Behind him …
The experts of the various universes attacked at the same time, tearing apart their bodies and sealing them.
The days passed by one after another.
Where exactly was this place?
Suddenly …
Bu Fang continued to watch.
The emotions were very rich.
However …
However, it was blocked by the power of the curse that was descending from the sky.
In the sky …
The shadow seemed to be pulling Bu Fang.
…
Did he succeed?
Now it seemed that …
The God of Cooking finally made his choice.
There seemed to be a figure busy in the kitchen.
You are cooking?
"Then why is it only for a lifetime?"
The wooden hut was warmly decorated, with green plants and hanging baskets.
On the ground, the Queen of Curses, who was leaning against the door and watching expectantly, also changed her expression.
He continued to attack, pulling out strands of emotion one after another.
It was the end.
When he reached the second floor, a shadow seemed to be disappearing quickly in the distance.
But … it wasn't his voice that came out.
An old man appeared in the starry sky.
The God of Cooking, who was holding Soul God's heart, disappeared into the starry sky.
His eyes lit up as if he had thought of something.
'Although it has You's face …'
'That means …'
For some reason, this corridor had become extremely long. Both sides of the corridor were full of hanging paintings.
Bu Fang hesitated for a moment, then walked in.
He needed to make a choice between the two.
Pitch-black armor covered her body, and her hair swirled around her, curling upwards continuously ….
She washed her hands, sat quietly at the table, and waited for the dish.
The Queen of Curses growled.
The table was simple and dusty. As he touched it, a thick layer of dust gathered on his hand.
He continued to walk in.
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