Eternal Food Paradise.

Chapter 434 Red Cells

"Here, this thing, here you are." Ms. Hong was in a good mood, smiling, and threw a decent Western-style sword on the bar.

Xia Yan wiped the table for a while, and the system played a reminder to him:

"Unknown sub-legendary item detected."

"???"

Aware of Xia Yan's confusion, Ms. Hong said in a natural tone: "This is the meal fee. I am very satisfied with the "Frost and Worm Sashimi Banquet", and I deeply feel that such a delicacy must be paid for at the same value." Ordinary gold coins are no longer enough to settle the bill.”

This, as the store manager, took away all my lines.

Xia Yan's eyebrows twitched twice, and he was not in a hurry to get the props. According to the system's appraisal standard, he already had the "artifacts" in the name of Yongling Dao and Jialou Luo Dao, and his attitude was surprisingly calm at this moment.

Think of the gourmet cell refining props that have been thrown into the inventory for a long time.

Xia Yan's heart skipped a beat.

No, the opportunity is here!
"Hey, ma'am, can we discuss it?"

"Hey, you seem to have no interest in sub-artifacts?"

A mature lady with red hair and red eyes is sitting on a high bar chair, subconsciously raising her legs. The opening on the waist side of the long dress allows her two long legs to be perfectly exposed. Beautiful legs, it's hard to believe that the thigh muscles may contain the extreme terrifying power of a female dragon.

Xia Yan didn't do anything false, and directly raised the conditions:
"If I can exchange the items I paid for for a piece of your divine blood, I will definitely be extremely happy."

divine blood?

Ms. Hong opened her eyes unexpectedly, stared at him for a few seconds, and the corners of her mouth slightly turned up: "It seems that Store Manager Xia is also coveting power beyond the mortal world, and he is not willing to be a mortal store manager who is subject to birth, old age, sickness and death."

"Well."

"Considering that such a chef who pleases me repeatedly, if his lifespan is limited, he will get sick, his energy and blood will decline, and his cooking skills will decline, let alone the quality of the food he cooks will deteriorate, and it will never be possible to develop new dishes. ...My heart hurts when I think of the future picture, what's going on?"

After finishing speaking, the words changed.

"How much do you need? I'll give it!"

"perhaps……"

"bowl?"

Xia Yan felt that the amount of a bowl was just right, not too much and not too little. If he was a human professional, he would not dare to ask for a bowl of blood, but the lady's body was a magic dragon. Minor damage may not be counted under it.

Ms. Hong didn't say anything more, just took a deep look at him, put away the sub-artifact she paid for earlier, then stood up from the bar chair, and went to the open kitchen.

"All right."

A few seconds later, a bowl of blood surrounded by scorching breath was placed in front of Xia Yan's eyes.

Xia Yan was stunned, with a strange expression on his face.

This action is so powerful, ma'am, he didn't even see where the red lady who turned her back to him was bleeding from.

"I have wrapped this blood with divine power, otherwise it would be difficult to find a container to hold it in the world."

"Of course, this is also a means of 'keeping fresh' in your mouth."

"With my divine power package, you don't have to worry about being hurt by the amazing power in your blood."

"Then this blood will be fine for 1 years, tsk tsk, you can treat it as some kind of strange treasure and put it in your own exhibition room."

Ms. Hong sat back in her chair, her complexion was still rosy, and there was no sign of weakness that had lost essence and blood.

Uh.

How much blood does it take to weaken a female dragon?

Xia Yan shook his head, and decided not to dwell on this issue. Anyway, the blood has already been handed over, and the goal has been achieved. He doesn't mind Ms. Hong's joking words at all, and even makes the joke back:

"Don't worry, ma'am, I'm definitely not a pervert. I won't use your blood to do shameful things under the bed."

"?" Unexpectedly, Ms. Hong's face was puzzled, "What else can you do so embarrassingly?"

"..."

Kong enjoys a lifespan of tens of thousands of years. Ms. Hong is polluting, and her information reception level is far inferior to those new-age women in the blue star network information age who wear scarves or discuss the feasibility of a certain posture with their girlfriends. .

Even the Six Pillars Gods are all housewives, but the degree of housekeeping is different.

Strictly speaking, Ms. Hong is called maverick.

It's ugly.

It's just that I don't have many friends, and there is not a single best friend who can speak pornographic accents and jokes.

Forget it, give up making dirty jokes with a "pure" tens of thousands of years old house girl, Xia Yan suddenly asked:
"Ma'am, would you mind 'eating' your own blood?"

Why did the topic switch to this again?

Ms. Hong, who was deeply aware that the topic had turned to Rufeng, couldn't keep up with Xia Yan's thinking, and was a little confused.

"Eat it?!"

"Yes, just wait here, I'll be right back."

Xia Yan went downstairs to her bedroom and locked the door.

Even Ms. Hong, in the field of the "cat house", cannot randomly explore every corner. Before entrusting Ms. Hong to modify the rules of strange objects in the cat house, Xia Yan was worried that Ms. Hong would quietly open the back door. However, let the vase in the room Existence, in the middle of a certain night, after carefully inspecting the strange bell behind the door of the cat's house, it proved that the red lady disdains such inferior methods.

Therefore, Xia Yan at the moment is not worried that he will be known and annoyed by Ms. Hong after he uses the props to "steal" the power in the divine blood.

Feeling hot in his heart, Xia Yan took out the god-level cell refining props.

On the table, black mist billowed from the mouth of the vase, and a surprised voice came out:
"Have you got the red blood?"

"Well, a bowl."

"..." Hei Wu didn't say anything, and fell silent.

Xia Yan could vaguely perceive the vision projected in the black mist, but the seal of this vase, once strengthened, the existence inside was more like his special staff consultant hidden in the bedroom after losing the threat.

"Hey, if you can refine the divine power of red, isn't it a waste?"

"of course!"

"Staff Advisor" said in a leisurely tone, "Did you know that Qise is the only child of the Dragon God who survived after Ragnarok in the old world."

"Legend, he is the source of seven colors."

"He is the mother of dragons."

"Perhaps, you can peep into the mysteries of the old dragon god in the red blood of the gods, so as to judge the authenticity of this legend."

"is it?"

Xia Yan couldn't deny it, and took out the syringe props.

The system dings and prompts:

"Target locked—"Crimson Blood of God" (legendary level). "

"In line with the scope of use of props."

"The current use count is 1/1."

"use or not?"

Xia Yan gritted his teeth, "Use it!"

The needle automatically plunged into the bowl of divine blood without Xia Yan's hands, and the invisible film wrapped around the divine blood by Ms. Hong couldn't prevent the needle tip at all, and it was pierced through with a "chi".

Soon, some strange light red liquid appeared in the transparent syringe container, which looked like serum.

At this time, the divine power membrane was still normal, but the bowl of divine blood inside, which was visible to the naked eye, lost a trace of golden majesty, and the hot breath that lingered before was quickly extinguished.

The refined item information is now reflected in Xia Yan's eyes:

""Gourmet Cell Red" (Legendary). "

"Explanation: In the world of "Different World Canteen", the essence of the power of the pillar god 'Red' is a red dragon, and the red dragon is the embodiment of evil, chaos and destruction in many fantasy planes."

"—The extremely evil dragon that destroys the world."

(End of this chapter)