Honghuang: I Shook the Spoon, and Houtu Begged Me Not to Stop.

[Prehistoric] [Food] [System] [Invincible Style] [Single Female Protagonist Houtu] Jiang Huo traveled through the wilderness and became a cook in the Houtu tribe of the Wu tribe. He just wanted to cook safely and survive until the end. But when the demon clan's thousands of magic weapons fell like rain, he was forced to pick up the wok. "I asked you to go to the logistics department, and you collected all the magic weapons?" "I asked you to persuade me to surrender, but you jumped over the wall and ran away with the handsome man?" "I asked you to see Empress Houtu, how could you ask her to tie your apron for you!" Faced with the shocked gaze of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Jiang Huo was also helpless: "I really don't want to be a savior, I'm just a cook!" Houtu Empress (blushing): Your dishes have a good taste. Demon Emperor Jun (roaring): Can anyone tell me why my Zhoutianxingdou Formation smells like spicy hot pot? !