The snack of Chuanchuan Xiang does exist, it is not made up casually like Di, the names are all blind demon dishes, but he does not have the demons on the other side, and the cuisine is too strong, because the name of Chuanchuan Xiang, the so-called "the most famous snack in the Holy City", is also self-styled by Cyril Victor.

If it is accepted, the name of the most famous snack in the Holy City should be awarded to the "Sunshine Pumpkin Pie", which is truly the most famous snack in the Holy City. Sunshine Pumpkin Pie is made of the special products of the sun, wheat flour and golden pumpkin, with mellow milk and local eggs, the color is golden after baking, the surface is crystal crispy, the inside is soft and soft, the entrance is melting, the taste is sweet, and it has also won the honor of one of the "Top Ten Delicacies in the Mainland". At present, there is only one shop in Quansheng City, and there are long queues of people who buy every day, and some people are queuing up before the sun rises, just to be able to taste this delicious dish.

On the other hand, the string of incense, which Dian and Sylvia had never heard of, was definitely not as famous as Sunshine Pumpkin Pie, and they didn't even know where to sell it.

"Hmph, when you've eaten the incense, I'm sure you'll change your mind!" said the Pope to himself after a deep pause of about a quarter of an hour.

The evening in this city that never sleeps is more lively and bustling than expected, even more exciting than the morning market, there are not so many people in the market, but now the streets are densely populated like fish in a pond, and it may not have reached the level of horror of crowding, but it is definitely worth it.

"There's a lot to want. Sylvia's eyes lit up as she looked at the shops and stalls lining the streets.

"You're looking at some useless things, so you're leaving. Gloomy dragged Sylvia away.

After a round and turn, the Pope led the two to the door of a very inconspicuous small shop. This inconspicuous is not what it says, modest and inconspicuous, it is truly inconspicuous - this little shop is located in the deepest part of a small alley, without any sign, just a small wooden house, and a small lantern hanging at the door, if it were not for the Pope, he would never think that this is a place to eat. Not only that, but the alley outside the shop is dark and long, which makes it intimidating to look at, let alone walk in to have a look. Compared to the shop that sells Sunshine Pumpkin Pie, it's really unremarkable.

"If it weren't for a child who gambled and practiced his courage to break into this kind of place, I'm afraid no one would have found out at all, right?" asked Gloo, looking at the hut not far away, and then at the Pope.

"Oh, that's true. As far as I know, there are only three little boys and a little girl who have come to this shop besides us, and the four of them are just like you said, who discovered this place after gambling on their guts, and have since become regulars. Said the Pope.

"As I expected. However, the shadow power here is plentiful, and I like it. "In this dark place, it was as dark as a fish in water, not only was the shadow power recovering, but even the injuries in the body began to heal rapidly.

"Why don't you come in when your guest comes?" a deep voice sounded, and then the small wooden door that looked black slowly opened. The red glow of the stove escaped from the room, illuminating the front of the three men, and drawing three long shadows behind them.

"Ah, it seems that the boss already knew that we were coming, so I guess he has already prepared the food, so let's go in now. As soon as the Pope stretched out his hand, he couldn't wait to step in first.

"Let's go inside, this place looks mysterious, maybe there's something delicious. Gloom said. The place was very comfortable for him, there was darkness everywhere, and the power of shadows filled every minute and every inch. In the Holy City of the Holy See, such a suitable environment is really rare, and he can feel that the power of emptiness in his body is being replenished bit by bit.

"Hmm. Sylvia nodded obediently, she was actually still acting in her heart.

A girl's heart is always so hard to fathom......

The two of them also followed the Pope into the cabin, and the Pope went in anyway, so of course the two of them didn't worry about fraud, so they just followed in.

Walking into this small wooden house, I realized that it was actually very famous, with a fireplace in front of the house and a chaise longue next to it. Leaning against the wall are two stone tables and eight matching chairs, the top of which is inscribed with mysterious magic circuits, which connect to four heating magical binding zones - no one has ever been able to build four magical binding zones on a single table!

Behind the stone table is the kitchen, not elaborate, but cozy. The knives were neatly stacked, the dishes were stacked on top of each other, and the vegetables were sorted into different baskets. A slightly larger stone table was engraved with the same magic array, but the magic binding area on it was doubled!

Looking at this room again, this room is definitely not such a big place from the outside, but it can place so many things inside, it must have applied some means of space expansion.

Hearing the low voice that appeared out of thin air before, Glo knew that the owner of this shop must be very powerful, but now all this made Glo realize that everything he had thought before was too low. If those magic arrays with four and eight magical binding zones were made by the shopkeeper himself, then he would be too rebellious.

In the known records, even a legendary magician, and the kind who specializes in magic arrays, could not possibly carve so many magical binding zones on a stone table. You know, a stone table is such a big place, if you want to carve four magic binding areas on it, you must use every minute and every inch well, but there is loss and waste in depicting the magic array, what kind of person is it to reduce the loss to this extent?

I can't think of it.

"Ah, a little shadow demon, a little elf, they're all still underage. The deep, deep voice appeared again, only this time behind the darkness. At the same time, the dark hood was removed by a hand that had been coming out of nowhere.

"Huh?" he pulled out the long thorn of the "Rose" and turned around with a straight stab.

The "Rose" thorn, which has always been invincible, has encountered the first Waterloo in its life this time.

It was blocked.

"Relax, relax, I have no ill will. The owner of the voice said.

Ah, now I can see his full picture, or not the whole picture—the owner of this small shop is very tall, two of them are as tall as dark. His whole body was shrouded in a black robe, but under the hood was a black mist, hazy and blurry, making it impossible to see what kind of face was hidden behind it.

"Victor, what do you want me to express when you bring this little guy from the Shadow Demon Clan?" the shopkeeper turned to look at the Pope.

"It's nothing, I just think he's like you in some way," the Pope shrugged, "I said, are you ready for our food?

"Got it, old foodie. ”