He wore a helmet covered with several sharp horns on his head, only a pair of eyes emitting faint blue light was revealed.

And his hand was holding a sword body as if it was carved from a whole piece of ice. The hilt was inlaid with a sheep-headed demon skull, and a sword exuding a biting cold.

However, the moment he walked into the restaurant gate, whether it was the aura of death, lonely deceased, or the cold evil breath revealed on the sword in his hand, all disappeared.

Without that aura, he was like a highly restored coser at a comic exhibition.

The blue light dissipated, revealing an extremely vicissitudes of eyes.

It was already a while since the restaurant opened, and most diners had already started to feast on them.

The whole restaurant was filled with the fragrance of various meals.

To the surprise of the man, protests came from his stomach, which had been shutting down for many years.

This is impossible!?

This was his first reaction. After he became the Death Knight, he no longer ate the food of the living, but relied on the energy of death.

How can a physiological reaction only poor and weak people have in him now?

And why is the decoration here so strange? It gives him the feeling of being the group of furry pandas in Pandalia.

"Are there new guests? Welcome."

Qian Chen, who was standing behind the bar, greeted.

This is also the only thing in this restaurant full of classical Chinese style that does not fit the style.

However, Qian Chen thought that this bar was very good, and he opened a restaurant not to make money (Tony: Do you dare to hold the check in your pocket so that's it). The bar can narrow the distance between you and diners, allowing Qian Chen to get some interesting news about the other world.

Qian Chen saw that the man wearing full-covered heavy armor seemed a little confused, so he raised his hand to greet him.

The man hesitated for a while, and his stomach felt stronger and stronger, urging him hard.

As the deceased, he felt much stronger than the living, and he was about to defeat his reason.

It's like a traveler in the desert who is about to die of thirst for water.

It seems that I have been drifting on the sea for decades. At this time, let alone the sows are as good as Diao Chan, as long as I am a female... Cough cough!

This feeling made him both strange and curious, and a little worried.

‘Interesting, I want to see what’s going on here.’

His strong strength gave him absolute confidence.

So he walked over and sat in front of the bar facing Qian Chen.

When he sat down, Qian Chen handed him a menu.

"I need something, just tell me."

The man opened the first page of the menu.

It was as if the guidance of fate, at first glance, he was firmly attracted by the bright colors full of vitality, which were exactly what he longed for!

So the cold iron armored fingers pointed at the menu.

"I want this."

Qian Chen didn't care much at first, but when he saw what he ordered, his face suddenly became strange.

After the good girl half-elf fell into a hot party, is another handsome cold-faced guy going to fall into it too?

What the man was referring to was the secret beef powder filled with bright red oil on the first page of the menu.

"Are you sure?"

Qian Chen hesitated a little.

Although the increase in the spicy party made him feel very pleased, it made him feel a kind of rush to teach children.

The man was unmoved.

Qian Chen shrugged.

"Well, the customer is God."

A certain weapon merchant:o(╥﹏╥)o

After a while, a bowl of steaming hot and fragrant beef noodles was brought to the man.

Just smell it, the rich aroma of beef bone soup makes people saliva.

After a night of braising and Qian Chen's excellent knife skills, the beef slices as thin as cicada wings were soaked in red oil to exude a ruby-like luster.

Sprinkle a spoonful of chopped green onions, and the fragrance is everywhere, and the freshness is dripping.

Since he advanced to the top chef, his cooking level has improved greatly, and some dishes that have done more, completed and have high potential have been advanced to the blue grade.

Beef noodles are one of them.

I dare not praise anything else. If this bowl of beef noodles were placed in the previous life, it would not be as good as the chef who was in the palace.

The unreasonable chef can turn a bowl of ordinary fried rice into a top-notch delicacy.

However, seeing the man holding a fork to raise a few strands of rice noodles, Qian Chen had to resist the desire to complain.

Suck!

The former Prince Lordaeron, the current King of Woo Meow, Alsace Minaihill, suddenly widened his eyes, and his pupils released violent blue light.

The moment rice flour wrapped in red oil drilled into his mouth, it reached his nose, stimulating that he wanted to cry, and the hot spicy oil rushed into his stomach like magma.

This is the pain he has long lost as a living person!

But it is different from the stinging feeling like sulfuric acid is caused by being irradiated by holy light.

This fiery burning sensation made him deeply intoxicated, and even forgot the fact that he was a dead man!

What surprised him even more was that he seemed to have returned to his youth and felt the call of the holy light again.

After the hot and spicy taste, the fragrant beef began to echo between his mouth and nose. The aftermath of the spicy oil made his frozen body and even his soul immersed in a warm feeling.

This is a feeling that he has become a deceased.

It turns out that being alive is like this...

Arthas suddenly regretted lifting the grief of frost and becoming the dead.

At least he is still Lordaeron's prince or even Lordaeron's king. Wouldn't he enjoy such delicacies every day?

‘Wait, I might be able to kill this chef and become my exclusive chef and let him cook for me every day!’

Looking at Qian Chen's busy figure, a trace of murderous intent flashed in Alsace's eyes.

When the moving of the living gradually dissipates, the evil consciousness of the dead begins to rise again.

However, just as he was about to take action.

Arthas was shocked to find that any power on him had disappeared.

Whether it is blood, plague, death, or dark magic.

At this moment, he felt as powerless as a 5 or 6-year-old child.

This perception left him at a loss. He never thought about what would happen if he completely lost his strength one day.

At this moment, Qian Chen walked up to him and showed a "kind" smile on his face.

"Guest, do you need help?"

Alsace was silent for a moment and spoke.

"Please have another bowl."

"Okay, please wait a moment."

At this moment, the restaurant door opened again.
Chapter completed!