Gourmet+Fantasy
In a world where immortal cultivators cut mountains, rivers, and the sun and moon with every move they make, no one cares about where to eat and where to live.
One pill can be worth thousands of delicacies, and it is even more normal to use the sky as your bed and the earth as your bed.
But there is such an inn.
It is said that the sun is a furnace, cooking mountains and rivers;
Heaven and earth are the bed, and the god of war is one day.
Countless great practitioners flock to him.
The ancestor of the sect went down the mountain overnight, the emperor of the dynasty came to the door in person, and the demon cultivators swarmed over.
Some people are looking for a spiritual meal that can cleanse the menstrual marrow, some are greedy for the large training bed room preached in dreams, and some are simply attracted by the aroma wafting from the kitchen.
Li Yaoge looked at the countless big guys gathered together and said calmly: "Take your time and line up first. There are not many rules in this store, but whoever makes trouble gets in the pot."
