A strange crack suddenly appeared in mid-air more than a person above the ground, connecting two completely different time and space, and this side of the crack was full of light, and in the face of absolute light, people's eyes were so bright that they couldn't open their eyes. And the other side of the crack, the endless nothingness, is simply the other side of the light, which is another world that is unimaginable to human beings. One of Blood Shura's arms and legs had sunk into the unfathomable rift, and it felt like she would be completely submerged in that void in a second.

"You don't have to return those materials to me, you can keep them, it's not easy to collect a complete set, and most of the materials in them can't be obtained by you in the world? Blood Shura frowned slightly, there were some things she was too difficult to say, she brought two copies of the materials for the Soul Leaving Soup this time, and Chang Zhaowen only used one, the reason why she didn't take them away was because any of them were worth a lot, and the complete set was even more valuable. If it weren't for Harvey, who was both powerful and powerful, I am afraid that no one in the three realms would have the ability to collect two complete sets.

Harvey didn't explain what she should do with the extra materials at the time, and leaving them to Chang Zhaowen was actually completely out of her selfishness, and she thanked him for helping a lot.

But borrowing flowers and offering Buddha's things from Harvey's things can't make too much noise, you can only "quietly enter the village, don't shoot guns", Blood Shura specially didn't make a noise, left things and left, which can be regarded as the safest way to think of after combining all factors.

But what does it mean that he just threw the stuff back? Not appreciative? Or does he think the ingredients are not enough as a reward?

Thinking of this Blood Shura, she was faintly unhappy in her heart, she was also kind-hearted, but people didn't appreciate his affection at all.

"No!" Chang Zhaowen shook his head, "I can't ask for these things, you better return them to Harvey!Also, tell him that the Soul Leaving Soup will completely disappear from this world in the future, and I won't make this Soul .....Leaving Soup anymore when the old man is gone" Chang Zhaowen flipped his palm, and two yellowed pieces of paper appeared in his palm.

The name of the dish on the above recipe has been cut out entirely, this is Chang Zhaowu, to be exact, the so-called Yue Huo sauce recipe given to him by Chang Zhaowu, who was controlled by the old man. And the second recipe with "Soul Leaving Soup" written on it was the one given to him by Blood Shura.

"Oh, this full version of the Soul Leaving Soup recipe is your reward, you don't have to pay me back. Blood Shura waved his hand a little impatiently, it was very difficult to support this space-time rift, and since others didn't appreciate it, there was no need to bother talking.

"I wasn't going to give you the recipe back. Chang Zhaowen pinched the corner of the recipe with both hands, and in the sound of "tearing", the two ancient inheritances turned into a pile of shredded paper, Chang Zhaowen didn't even give them a chance to remedy, and threw the confetti directly into the stove......

"Ahh

"Do you think this kind of recipe handed down from ancient times is a rotten street?!, you bastard, why do you ....." If she could get the recipe back, she would rather tear it up.

"Did Harvey give you this recipe too?" Chang replied in question.

Blood Shura rolled her eyes, and she laughed angrily when she was angry, and said angrily: "Isn't it important that he gave me?

Chang Zhaowen glared at him and said calmly: "Do you really think he is Harvey? Have you ever wondered why he can have both recipes and ingredients? Especially these materials, how easy it is to collect them......

"What?!" Blood Shura's eyes froze, how could this be? Also..... No, she shook her head again and again at the thought of that terrible mass of green souls, "No, Harvey won't!

"Am I talking nonsense?" Chang Zhaowen dismissed her statement, "Have you ever thought about such complicated ingredients, how did the old man get the ingredients for the Soul Leaving Soup before? Did he just collect it in the Dark Sky Bazaar? You must know that he also changed the original recipe! In the process of improvement, continuous trial and error, the consumption of materials is even greater!"

"So what!"

"He said he had made many soul leaving soups, do you think he used them all for himself?"

"Otherwise!" Blood Shura didn't want to choke back directly, but after hesitating for a moment, his face turned pale, "You said he was helping Harvey with processing before?"

The Night Demon Clan is a well-deserved miscellaneous family, and the scope of resources involved in it is unparalleled, and it was originally just a small clan that resells miscellaneous goods, but because several powerful leaders have emerged one after another, its influence has soared.

"It is estimated that Harvey gave you materials to help you open up the way to the world, right? And when you and my grandfather were alone just now, both of you consumed a lot of strength, have you ever thought about where those powers went?"

"This ......" Blood Shura's face sank, revealing a shocked expression, why is this happening, what is Harvey plotting? The Night Demon Clan has already bulldozed too many forces that stand in the way on the way of its development as an emerging force, is it now her turn?

The cracks behind him shrank rapidly, barely squeezing into the size of a person under his body, Blood Shura sighed softly, nodded to Chang Zhaowen, jumped forward, and disappeared into the void.

He inherited his grandfather's memories and of course knew about the deal between him and Harvey, it was a collaboration between two careerists, but these should end with the disappearance of the green soul, and he didn't need this.

"Boss Wen, what did you just say, why can't I understand it?"

"Help—" The rag also made a fuss and pulled his throat.

"Don't you understand?" Chang Zhaowen was stunned for a moment, and then smiled with relief, "It's best if you don't understand!

To his soul soup, to his other world, for him, the greatest meaning of life is to find and create more deliciousness.

"Let's go!" Chang Zhaowen picked up the clay pot with the mother water, and beckoned to the empty air and the rag, although it takes time to brew, but if you can soak it one day earlier, you can finish it one day earlier. Even if he can't make too many delicious dishes that take a lot of time like this in his limited life, so what? Isn't the joy of life varied? Why bother to drill the horns of the bull on the same road? He could try other ways of cooking!

"Whoa-" Pushing open the heavy basement door, a ray of nascent sunlight shone on his face, it turned out that he had been in it for so long.

"I've thought of one more, no, two new dishes, let's go back and try it!"

"Good!"

==End of the book==