Chapitre 742: What a Frightening Bowl of Noodles!

It's f*cking overwhelming sadness!

The moment Wenren Shang had the noodles, his face was baffled. His entire body went stiff, his eyes disbelieving.

The taste that had expanded from the tip of his tongue had shaken his whole body. It went to his heart and diffused, shrouding him entirely.

At that moment, it felt like an erupting volcano. This feeling made the fluid in his body boil vehemently. 

But...

What does it relate to overwhelming sadness?

Why did this noodles feel so good? 

One bite, two bites, another bite…

Shussh… Shussh… Shussh… 

Wenren Shang couldn't stop eating. His hand didn't stop moving, continually bringing noodles into his mouth. The white noodle strands had a slight aroma of something pure, which had promoted the special spirit beast steak.