Chapter 874: Traveling to Tianyuan (27)

Chapter 874 Traveling to Tianyuan 27
Bang! ! The bigger thunder thundered from the clouds and hit the gun tip of 亘Gunnier! The long gun seems to call for lightning, calling the power of nature for its own use!
The shooting combined with the strong electric shock generated by the thunder and lightning hit the head of the black gold eagle! This fierce shock caused the monster to change its track - it should have hit the floating island, but now it is attacking a sharp sinking and falling in the direction of the ground!
"Ah, hahahahaha! -" Paramitis also fell, as a matter of course! This drunk cat still smirked innocently, and did not know that he would fall from the height of the sky and fall into a muddy mud!
Plan! A whip caught the big cat's left foot in time and saved Paramitis' life! Bedyville manipulated the tortoise whip and rolled the big cat like a tentacle. In a few seconds, he dragged Paramitis back onto the floating island debris!
"You crazy! You almost fell to death, do you know?!" Biddyville put a handful of Paramitis and sweared: "If you are dead here, how can I go back and explain to your sons?" !"
"Ah, hahahaha, hey, but you catch me, do well, Bettyville!" The big cat smiled disapprovingly.
The werewolf sighed again and said that it was useless to talk to this drunken big cat! People who are drunk are not relying on [logic] to think about problems. They do what they want to do, and they come to their own preferences! However, thanks to this gift, everyone has returned a life!
Palamidis is stupid and reasonable, drunk!
Although the floating island was smashed into several large pieces, these pieces were still pulled by the magnetic force and approached to the front of the large floating island. In the near future, they will be able to "go to the land" and temporarily "down to earth"!
And the black gold eagle sank, I don't know where it is. Its head sturdyly eats the knock of Paramitis, even if it can't die, it should be dizzy for a few hours!
Bedyville was relieved: "But I still don't understand. How did you just gather the thunder to fight the monster?"
"Huh, the principle is actually, hey, it's very simple!" Palamidis sat cross-legged on the ground, it seems that this drunk cat has been fainted: "The clouds, the clouds, the ripples, the belts in the sky Is a positive charge -"
He played with a long gun in his hand. The black and silver gun body was shimmering with the power of lightning.
"And the discharge organs in my body can directly make a pure negative charge." The big cat raised the pistol: "If you put, oh, a negatively charged pistol is lifted in this kind of thunder and lightning environment, it It has become a attracting machine for Hao Tianlei, not to be quirked by thunder and lightning!"
So, this guy just madly waved a rifle in order to bring a lot of negative charge to the whole gun?
A drunken big cat can also be so calm, and make a correct judgment in the timing of life and death, and Biddiville can't help himself!
bump! The fragments of the floating island are docked, or they are attracted and pulled by the magnetic force of the big floating island. Bedyville jumped from the big shard, and by the way, he pulled the drunk Paramitis down. This rough landing made Paramitis suffer a bit.
"Hey! Just a little bit!" The big cat swayed and smashed and licked his ass: "Your tentacle hurts me! Oh, I am older, I can’t stand the enthusiasm of these young people. Ah."
As soon as the sullen gas rushed from the depths of the werewolf's throat, Bedieville was almost vomiting blood: "I really hope that a tape recorder is in hand, and you will record these words and broadcast them to Vivian."
"Oh, hey, don't be jealous." The expression on Paramidis's face became serious and he didn't dare to make another joke - at least temporarily.
"Everyone is still okay?" Others arrived. Professor Paul jumped from the shards of the floating island and his feet were still shaking: "God. The monk thought that he was going to see Christ."
"Oh, are you afraid? If you are afraid, why should you come!" Bettyville looked at the unsuccessful scholar.
Professor Paul’s disaster is completely fortunate. It is a fatal mistake to bring this uncompetitive civilian.
"But you need an accompanying translator." Professor Paul has been busy looking at the huge castle in front of him, his eyes sparkling: "And the monks also want to take the opportunity to study the legacy of this ancient man. This is a golden opportunity! "
(Even if you understand all the secrets here, what can you do? I am afraid you can't go back alive.)
"Special Luke." The Pegmi elders came over and said to Bediville.
"The elder said, let's go, the road ahead is still growing." Professor Paul is still dedicated to his translation: "I can see [the demon in the sky] right away."
"Wait--Isn't that eagle just the legendary [devil in the sky]?!" Biddyville was shocked. He thought it was their goal - and that black gold eagle was already tricky. Now!
"Hahaha, don't be kidding, how could it be?" Professor Paul laughed. "The legendary demon with the same power as the gods is definitely hundreds of times stronger than that little bird?"
(It seems that you are right.)
(But that guy is almost the same as the dragon, it's an epic level. Is it too exaggerating for the savage to treat that level of photon creature as a god?)
Just as Bedieville was wondering, the group of Pygmies went over and pushed the gate of the castle (institut?). They are so unscrupulous that they don't seem to care if there are guards in the castle.
Is this group of savage so unscrupulous because they think that there are two "God" followers?
Or is it because they have been here long ago and know the castle well?
There was the black gold eagle at the guard, and the Pygmies probably had not entered the castle for a long time.
However, before the messy eagle exists, these wild people are likely to visit this place frequently.
In this case, what is the [devil in the sky] that they say in their mouths?
With full of suspicion, the werewolf followed.
At the same time, Da Bu Li, Edinburgh Binger, a five-star luxury hotel.
In the king's box, the neatly dressed, handsome waiter brought the first dish.
"Oh." Husky swallowed. The fact that he was in front of him was too luxurious. Although he and Hal were in the box, and their uncle Arthur was three, the over-luxury decoration around them still made the dog-man teenager nervous.
The dishes that come here will not be some of the delicacies of the mountains and seas, expensive and expensive, and the high-quality cuisine that is super-quiet? If there are too many rules, they may not be able to eat happily.
The waiter uncovered the lid of the dish and presented the dish in front of everyone.
That is exactly the "big traditional cuisine of the country" - French fries with fried fish steak.
So plain and unpretentious, so unpretentious. In the eyes of two teenagers, it is the kind of fast-food junk food: no taste, simple map is convenient, and it will gain weight when eaten more.
Husky was a little surprised, but his face was more confused. Why is this discordant mass food in a five-star luxury restaurant?
"You think it must be very strange, right?" King Arthur smiled. The complex look on the faces of the two teenagers has already been revealed at this time: "But this is the food that you first tasted, the big country." dish]."
Arthur forked a French fries with a fork and stuffed it into his mouth and chewed: "Well, good. Super-grade--no taste. But when you taste it, you will find its hidden flavor."
Husky will suspiciously put a French fries into his mouth and chew it.
The crispy shell of the French fries contrasts sharply with the cotton-like inner part, and the wonderful sweetness makes this little French fries different.
Husky gave a surprised "ah", and he discovered that this French fries is not a French fries at all. It is made from minced meat and then reduced into strips, in the finest virgin olives. Oil, which is slowly fried out at low temperature, "fried fish sticks".
What is hidden is the flavor of the most primitive squid, accompanied by a very small amount of salty sea salt. But this extremely simple taste is sizzling in the mouth, like a river banging against the taste buds of the canine boy;
The scent of the fish is kept to a maximum during the deep frying process, locked in the golden outer shell of the fried fish stick. When Husky chews it and sends it into the throat, the fish is in his The mouth and esophagus are lingering, exuding an endless aftertaste.
Husky put the knife and fork in his hand and held the red cheeks, which was very intoxicating. The things that Hal did are similar.
King Arthur looked at the two teenagers and couldn't help but reveal a mischievous smile: "Hey, deceive you, right?"
"Good interest! Wang actually fried the fish so delicious--" Husky looked at the slap-up fish steak on the plate. According to this logic, this fish steak would not be -
He couldn't wait to cut a piece of fish fillet into his mouth.
That's right, this is not a fried "fish" row, but a fried potato rib. "French fries and fish chops" are just the opposite. This seemingly squid is actually made from a whole piece of potato, with a hint of green onion and sour cream.
When the dogman bites down, the crispy appearance of the fried potato ribs, the smooth inside, and the thick sauce bring a strong impact on the triple taste and touch.
The fresh and long-lasting mellow taste of the fresh potatoes, combined with the sour and sour sweetness of the sour cream, combined with some fresh chopped green onions to make the fried potato ribs taste sweet and comfortable, with a rich flavor. Pastoral atmosphere.
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"This is also delicious!" Hal said with a mouthful of cream, said with a smile.
"Well, you like it." Arthur picked up the napkin and wiped the cream of the leopard's mouth, his face full of fatherly love.
"How? Everything can't just look at the outside. Even if it looks like junk food, don't really eat it, you will never know the mystery."
"Yes! But this amount is a bit less." Husky looked at King Arthur with his big eyes, shaking his tail and wanting more.
"Call, next time. You are too full to eat, and you can't eat any other dishes." Arthur said, "Now, drink some lemonade and rinse your mouth. So you guys. I will taste more carefully when I eat the next dish."
"Okay." Hal took a sip of lemonade and carefully licked his mouth, completely washing away the smell of sour cream and fish in the mouth. The refreshed taste buds are eager to move again, ready to try the next dish.
The waiter brought up the second dish and put a small dish in front of everyone.
On the exquisite white porcelain plate, there are about twenty, light black and slightly transparent small balls. The golden yellow luster on it makes it look like a gold crystal ball. There are also a few muffins with saucers next to the plate, and the square biscuits are just one bite.
"Is this a cod roe?" Hal asked curiously. He had eaten a caviar of ice sea bream before, and that delicious taste brought great memories to the little leopard youth. He can't wait to try this cod roe, seeing this caviar and puffer fish is more delicious.
"Before eating--" Arthur picked up a few salmon roe with a spoon and placed the bean-sized ball on the side of the muffin: "Put it up first, then eat it -"
He put the muffins and the caviar into the mouth together, and shredded, and the face glowed happily.
"Wow, Hal also tried it!" The leopard teenager learned the art of King Arthur and put the caviar on the muffin and put it in his mouth.
The almost tasteless muffin shattered under a light bite, giving a crisp, creaking sound. The thin, flexible membrane on the outer layer of the squid is broken in the next second of the bite.
The juice inside the caviar splashed out and echoed in the mouth of the leopard teenager, most of which was absorbed by the muffins.
The unscented muffin is just a "fixing agent" for fish oil. In order to make this fragrance rich, the sweet and unpleasant fish oil is not so quickly absorbed by the leopard's mouth.
The excess oil, which has been absorbed by the taste buds, penetrates deeply into every cell of Hal's mouth.
The squid, which has been moderately salted with salt and has a faint salt-scented scent, not only does not lose its original flavor, but has turned the scent several times.
Smooth and smooth, oily but not greasy, sweet and delicious, and this sweetness continues to spread, as time goes by, not only does not see the decline, but more sweet, more than the most advanced honey!
"Oh, hehehe--" Hal showed a smirk of intoxication, and swallowed a little bit of muffin mud that was full of fish oil. More of the fragrant scent is solid from his esophagus and slides down all the way. It gives a wonderful reverberation all the way, and even if you enter the stomach, you can still feel the lubrication and smoothness it brings.
"Great, hey, the ice-cold caviar that Bihar had eaten before is even better." The child praised without any disguise.
It may be the relationship of eating, so that with the muffin to eat, the taste of the caviar is sweeter and longer lasting, and it is not too greasy.
"Hey--" Husky also tasted the rare caviar, and the experience was recorded when he thought of eating this. He could revisit it in countless times in a virtual game. People and teenagers feel very happy.
"Like?" Arthur took another caviar and muffin, and swallowed a beautiful mouth, and then slowly asked: "Do you know where the caviar comes from?"
"Well, it seems to be the seeds of the fish?" Hald replied with a shy voice.
"That's right, it's the eggs and seeds of the fish." The Cavaliers nodded. "So, every fish here can be hatched into a small life, a small fish - but they We have been cruelly eaten by our human beings, and even have no chance of being born."
When he said this, the two teenagers suddenly frowned and put down the knife and fork in their hands.
"Good pity." Hal looked at the two caviar left on his plate and suddenly didn't want to eat.
"Yes, it's pitiful." Arthur sneered coldly. "But they are dead. They are dead when they are salted with caviar. There is no chance to hatch the fish again - so please Feel free to eat, the people who kill them are not you, you are at best an accomplice."
The two teenagers looked at each other and didn't know what to answer.
"What's wrong, the big fish in the world eat small fish, the higher creatures eat low-level creatures, is it a matter of course?" Arthur swept away the food on his plate and said with a sigh of relief: "Nothing is good." Oh, eat it."
Hal and Husky swallowed a sip and swept the remaining fish. The caviar is still delicious, but they always feel uncomfortable in their hearts. It seems that the moment the food is swallowed, the screams of the unborn fish in the caviar can be heard.
"Very good, this is the second dish." Arthur smiled again. "Now, go to the third dish."
The waiter brought up the third dish again - foie gras with small eggs.
In the half cut, the small egg that has been dug away from the egg yolk, put in a light brown red, like a smooth and soft foie gras. This white-brown shape is very eye-catching and fascinating.
Carefully selected, even children can swallow the small eggs, as if summoning two teenagers: eat me!
Seeing this, Husky’s previous unhappiness was swept away. He rushed to rinse his mouth with lemonade, washed away the taste of the previous dish, picked up the knife and fork, and sent a whole small egg into his mouth. .
Unlike the delicate and fragrant caviar, the delicious taste of foie gras lies in its rich fragrant scent, as well as its strong sense of smell and taste.
By the way, this is similar to the taste of egg yolk, but it is more fragrant and smooth. It has a rustling texture that looks like countless taste granules – and these granules are much more delicate and tender than real egg yolks!
No wonder the chef wants to dig out the egg yolk of the small egg and replace it with foie gras - put it and protein together to eat, the taste is seamless!
The rich salty scent of foie gras is neutralized by protein, one is soft and soft, while the other is full of elasticity and chewy.
By chewing, the canine juvenile feels that the two delicious flavors that are seamlessly spread in their mouths spread evenly everywhere, stimulating every taste bud on the tongue!
"Good ~ eat ~ Wang ~!" This eight-year-old canine boy and teenager, in addition to such amazement, can no longer think of more words. Because most of his mind is used to taste this food, his mind is almost blank.
"Hey, there are only two cockroaches." Hal eats the first (half egg) foie gras with protein, and looks at the other half of the remaining eggs in the dish, can't help but feel sorry.
"Haha, eat it. Eat it now, and you can eat it later." Arthur had already finished eating two foie gras in his dish.
The two teenagers swallowed the remaining foie gras quickly and satisfied. At this time Arthur said: "Speaking back, do you know how the foie gras was made?"
Hal and Husky glanced at each other and shrugged at the same time, without a clue.
"The foie gras should be the liver of the goose?" Husky had to guess.
"Yes, and it is the liver of a goose with fatty liver. This is one of the most inhuman cuisines in the world," Arthur said with a smile.
"No, inhuman?"
"Because, to make a delicious, fat and smooth goose liver, the farmers grabbed the goose's neck and stuffed them into the food of these poor little goose.
Regardless of how the geese struggled and vomited, they were still unable to resist being forced to feed.
Day after day, year after year, the geese after eating too much will get sick, their liver will be huge, this is fatty liver. "
Arthur reached out and stroked his belly: "In proportion, the normal liver is as big as a fist. You have a fatty liver, a liver that is swollen in the liver. Guess, how big is the liver?" "
"Is it a big double?" Husky whispered in trepidation.
Arthur shook his head and made a stroke on his abdomen, and circled a huge circle in his hands: "It's as big as the whole abdomen."
"My Scorpio--!" Hal exclaimed: "What about its other internal organs? Isn't it hard to suffer?"
"Yeah, it’s very difficult. The goose that went to the end of the disease can’t even walk.
When he said this, Arthur looked at the leopard, and he seemed to have something to say: "Don’t say walking, they even Normal breathing is difficult, the body is getting worse and worse, you can only wait to die - and this is the time for farmers to harvest foie gras."
"Wow, ah, ah! Don't say Wang!" Husky burst into tears in his eyes. "It's terrible! Husky doesn't want to listen to Wang! Uncle Arthur is really a bad guy, actually wants us to put something terrible." Eat into the stomach!"
"But you are very enjoyable." The Cavaliers pointed out with a slap in the face, and the smile on his face was cruel: "How? The food that the gooses are struggling to produce, do you like it?"
"It’s terrible!" Husky regretted tears: "But - hateful! It's really delicious!" I want to eat Wang!"
But his little friend gave a completely different answer.