Chapter 68 God of Food, Zhou Xingxing

The cat smiled and then said, "Okay, but Brother Lu Shuo is going to invite the cat to dinner!"

Lu Shuo nodded and looked at this cute little Lori, Lu Shuo liked it in addition to liking it.

"The cat is so cute, my brother will definitely treat you to dinner!"

The cat nodded happily, just like her name, really like a cute kitten.

"Brother Lu Shuo, you wait here. I'll call Brother Zhou Xing out." With that, the cat ran to the kitchen.

After a while, the cat led a burly teenager out. The teenager was about 20 meters tall, half naked, and wearing a pair of coarse cloth trousers with several patches on it.

The teenager was pulled forward by the cat and said, "Cat, who is it? I'm a busy person."

"Oh, busy people, it's just a waste of your time! Just come with the cat!"

After a while, the teenager was pulled to Lu Shuo by the cat. Lu Shuo stood up, saluted respectfully, and then said to the teenager, "Hello, my name is Lu Shuo. I asked the cat to call you out."

The teenager looked at Lu Shuo carefully and then said puzzledly, "We don't seem to know each other!"

After saying this sentence, the teenager turned to look thoughtful, and then said affectionately, "However, it's not surprising that you know me in the name of Zhou Xingxing in Yuncheng and even the Balma Empire!"

Lu Shuo sweated a burst of sweat. How could he praise himself like this? However, this does remind Lu Shuo of Zhou Xingchi's movie, the nonsensical, funny, exaggerated and bragging Zhou Xing.

However, although his personality is a little similar, his appearance is completely different. Zhou Xingxing in front of him has short blonde hair, golden eyes, melancholy eyes, a trapezoidal face, and a handful of beard. It looks like a mature man.

Lu Shuo smiled and then made an advantage of invitation, "Brother Zhou, please sit down first. Please take a few minutes. I want to ask you a few things."

The cat next to him also pushed Zhou Xingxing to sit there.

Seeing that Lu Shuo was so respectful, Zhou Xingxing felt that his identity seemed to have improved a lot at once. He quickly turned into an adult and slowly sat down on the chair. His movements began to become a little elegant, but he obviously looked a little pretentious.

"Ha ha, if Brother Lu has any questions, just ask them. Don't be restrained!"

Lu Shuo sweated again. Who is restrained?

Then, Lu Shuo forced a smile and then pointed to the dishes on the table and asked, "Brother Zhou, how did you learn how to make these dishes?"

Zhou Xingxing glanced at Lu Shuo, and his eyes turned again and again, as if he was thinking about something. Then he said, "Why are you asking these? You don't want to steal my skills, do you?"

Lu Shuo shook his head with a smile, "Brother Zhou, you worry too much. I just want to ask you about someone. One of my former friends can also cook your dishes, but for some reason, we lost contact, so I want to ask you if I can get the news from my friend."

Of course, Lu Shuo is lying, but after all, he can't say that he came through time.

Hearing Lu Shuo's words, Zhou Xingxing seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and then patted his chest and said, "I learned these skills from myself."

"Learn from yourself?" Lu Shuo asked back.

"Yes, because my star soul is the legendary god of food!"

When it comes to this sentence, Zhou Xingxing became particularly proud.

At this time, Lu Shuo became more doubtful. Just now, I heard the cat say that his star soul is the god of food. At this moment, when Zhou Xingxing said it himself, Lu Shuo still couldn't believe it. Then he asked, "Brother Zhou, you said that your star soul is the god of food. So, can we find a quiet place for me to feast my eyes? "

"Okay, of course!"

Lu Shuo didn't expect that Zhou Xingxing would agree to him so readily and had no intention of refusing at all.

Subsequently, Lu Shuo, Zhou Xingxing and the cats came to the backyard of the kitchen together, and only three of them stood here.

Lu Shuo said respectfully to Zhou Xingxing, "Brother Zhou, it's very quiet here. I think you can start!"

Zhou Xingxing smiled proudly, then shrugged his shoulders, twisted his neck, and moved his wrists and feet, as if he did not want to release the star soul, but to fight.

"Brother Lu, I'm going to start. You must open your eyes and don't miss such a wonderful scene!"

Lu Shuo showed a stiff smile, nodded helplessly, and thought to himself, "What's the wonderful thing about releasing a star soul? He can't see it anymore."

"Okay! Then I'm going to start!"

"Cat, are you ready?"

The cat blinked big eyes, "Hmm! Uh-huh!" Nodded.

How can there be such a verbosy person? Lu Shuo was already a little anxious and quickly stepped forward and said, "Brother Zhou, you can start!"

Zhou Xingxing nodded.

"Okay! Since Brother Lu is so strongly demanding, then I will start!"

After saying that, Zhou Xingxing shouted, "Star Soul, Blade of God, Release!"

This shout doesn't matter, Lu Shuo suddenly became depressed. Didn't he say that the star soul is a god of food? Why did it change to the blade of the god of food the next moment? Zhou Xingxing is really good at blowing.

The next moment, many red lights quickly appeared on Zhou Xingxing's body, constantly spinning around him. The soul power of the seventeen stars is released.

At this moment, Zhou Xingxing seemed to be a fairy, and then, with the disappearance of Guanghua, he already had an extra kitchen knife in his hand. Yes, it was a kitchen knife.

After a moment, Zhou Xingxing's star soul has been released.

He held a red kitchen knife in his hand, raised his head proudly, took a few steps in the direction of Lu Shuo, and then said, "How's it going? This is my star soul, God of Food!"

Lu Shuo did not immediately answer Zhou Xingxing. He looked up and down at Zhou Xingxing's changes. Although there was a slight change in his breath, there was no too strong breath. Is this simply a low-level star soul?

If you want to say something special, maybe there is only the red kitchen knife. For some reason, Lu Shuo always feels that there is an extremely familiar smell on the kitchen knife, but he doesn't understand what it is.

However, no matter how to exaggerate, such a star soul can't be a god of food, and that kitchen knife can't be the blade of the god of food?

Is it also said to be the god of food? Or the blade of the god of food?

Lu Shuo sighed gently and then asked, "Brother Zhou, is this red kitchen knife your blade of the god of food?"

Zhou Xingxing nodded with a smile, "Yes, this is the blade of the god of food!"

"So, did you learn those cooking skills from this red kitchen knife?" Lu Shuo continued to ask.

Zhou Xingxing nodded again, "Yes, when my Blade of the God of Food awakened, there were many such cooking skills in my soul, so I said that this was the cooking skills given to me by the God of Food."

"Is this the cooking skill given to you by this red kitchen knife?" Lu Shuo had a question on his face.

A low-level star soul and a kitchen knife have given many cooking skills on the earth. Lu Shuo can't know what's going on. However, from this moment on, Lu Shuo can be sure that this kitchen knife is absolutely not simple.

"Then why do you say that your star soul is the god of food?" Lu Shuo continued to ask.

Zhou Xingxing smiled and said, "In addition to the god of food can have such cooking skills, who else in the world can have such cooking skills? Right? Therefore, I'm sure that my star soul must be a god of food.

Lu Shuo sweated three times. It's a little ridiculous to think that your star soul is a god of food.

Lu Shuo was speechless. He thought he could find his hometown, but it was counterproductive. He sighed helplessly and then said, "Brother Zhou, have you always been a chef here?"

Zhou Xingxing immediately shook his head, "How come? My goal is great. I just don't have entanglement now, so I'm wronged for the time being and come here to make some money. When I save enough money, I will go to Haotian City, the capital of the Balma Empire, to start a career that belongs to me.

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