Gourmet of Another World

Abyssal pepper sauce, selected from the abyssal black red and sky chili, is developed with the finesse of the daily intake of the Abyssal Devil and is full of spiciness.

Because the abyss is dark and damp and cold, the abyss demon has a great love for this abyss chili sauce. A beautiful bite is the ability to feel warm as if it were a flame. It is an essential food for every abyss demon.

And, of course, the abyss demon can live with the terrible spiciness of this chili sauce.

Xiao Xiaolong looked at the corner of the gait cube and was very comfortable scooping a full spoon directly from the chili can into the hemp bra thunder tofu, the whole person had some silly eyes.

Is this... really good?

He already remembered the earliest drop of chili sauce that the formula said was used, which was a long time ago, but then it was just a drop, and just a drop made people want to live and die.

This is a big spoon...

Boss Bo, are you trying to kill me?

Xiao Xiaolong was deeply saddened by the person who ordered this dish, told you to pretend to be pushy... more powerful, this is definitely enough.

Not strong enough... you hit me.

The treadmill thundered tofu, and the red gloss looked so beautiful, the thunderbolt arc beating from time to time between the tofu and the tofu, like a gorgeous elf, blossoming in ultimate beauty.

Very good.

The pedestrian is very satisfied.

I sniffed gently as my nose tucked against the mahjong tofu.

The gait eyebrows are all wrinkled and I feel a little sour and numb all over my nose.

With this special platter of mahjong tofu, it's easy to walk out of the kitchen.

Xiao Xiaolong thought about it or kept up, he always thought something funny was going to happen, which might be unfortunate if he missed it.

Kim Kun glanced at the slimming shadow that slowly walked out of the kitchen. The shadowy finger grabbed a porcelain plate, and the dishes in the porcelain plate moved with a swell of heat.

Coming!

Kim Kunton sat upright and came to the spirit.

Aren't you proud of your dishes? I'm gonna spray it on this dish. You doubt life!

A hot plate of rolling dishes was placed in front of Kim Kun.

The fragrance of this dish, accompanied by rolling enthusiasm, spread throughout the small store. The white exhibition was attracted to this fragrance, stopped the action in hand and looked at the location of Jin Kun.

His eyes suddenly lit.

The emptiness also forced me to stand up and look at the dishes prepared for Kim Kun by that step.

The bodybuilders in the wilderness, they love spicy dishes, because they're raving, so the flavors are raving.

From this table dish, which is cooked on foot, it can be seen that none of these dishes are mainly of that kind, so I'm curious about what kind of dish can satisfy Kim Kun's taste.

Kim Kun, on the other hand, stared at the dish in front of him.

The red glow attracted his eyes, and the thunder arc that beat between the tofu and the tofu kept his pores slightly open.

Take a deep breath.

A spicy smell instantly poured into his nostrils, making his eyes stare bigger.

It's really spicy! But from the spicy taste of this dish, it's not very spicy.

“This mahjong thunder tofu belongs to a special way of cooking mahjong tofu, spicy and absolutely powerful.” The pedestrian introduction.

After the introduction, he watched Kim Kun for a long time, indicating that he would continue.

Elder Sun sat next to Jin Kun, grunting and swallowing a sip of spit.

“Hey... it's not your call, it's mine. ”

Jin Kun grinned and grabbed a bluegrass porcelain spoon placed next to the porcelain plate. After smelling the scent again, he scooped it steadily.

Scoop up the tofu, the juice pulled out a red thread, and the thunder jumped slightly over it.

The color of interest on the gait face is getting stronger and stronger.

He pulled a stool and sat in front of Kim Kun, staring at him.

Kim Kun slowly put the red spoon into his mouth like a flaming tofu. The beating thunder arc seemed to paralyze his mouth, shaking him all over.

The first feeling of the entrance is soft, the tofu is incredibly soft, the slightest bite is shattered, the mouth is full of tofu intense aroma.

Then it was hemp, and it was the itching of thunder, making him feel like he was bathed in a bathtub that thunder had turned into.

Afterwards it was hot, and as the supreme, he felt this dish was incredible.

In fact, this irony is not really a rolling iron, but a rolling sensation formed by the combination of the real qi in the footsteps.

After all, even if you burn him with fire, you may not feel hot.

So Kim Kun took a sip of Mahogany tofu, and while it was hot, he also felt a lot of intense authenticity in the pound.

The last sensation gradually came to his senses.

Elder Sun has been staring at Kim Kun's face. He sees that Kim Kun's face actually reveals a sense of enjoyment. He is also slightly surprised because he knows how heavy this barbarian palace master tastes.

The way Kim Kunna enjoys it, makes the white exhibition he's been watching can't help but want to take a bite.

Suddenly, Jin Kun chewed, but the expression on his face was stiff, his eyes opened sharply, staring at the gait.

A spicy flavor instantly wrapped around his taste buds, like falling into a hot lava, and his whole body was turning red at a visible rate.

Of course... the skin tone of Jin Kun, the average person can't see it turning red.

The dense, numb sweat beads on the forehead emerge between a few breaths.

Kim Kun deeply swallowed a sip, feeling that the tofu entrance, the entire throat was on fire.

“Oh... ahhh...”

Kim Kun couldn't help but groan. He sang, his nostrils widened, and he jetted hot air.

“My lord! How do you feel? Is it not good enough?! ”

Elder Sun looked at Kim Kunna's strange appearance and his heart trembled with some hesitation.

Kim Kun's head was all rigid and hard to turn around. He stared at Elder Sun, and he kept his mouth shut. His bald head grew brighter and brighter.

“Isn't it enough? Keep going, you can't taste this dish. The more you taste, believe me, it's not good enough... you can hit me.” The gait is serious.

Phew...

Jin Kun's nostrils widened and continued to spray hot air, staring at the gait.

“You... don't taste good enough... I'll eat! ”

Kim Kun patted the table, sweating, scorched up a spoon of Mahbu Thunder Tofu again, the thunderous beat, as if it were beating on his heart.

In the mouth, the spicy flavor escalated, like a wave, one wave after the other.

“Oh…”

Kim Kun kept winking. The whole face seems to be twisted, hot and hot. How can the world smell so spicy?!

Even if the bursting chili that they produce in their wilderness is compared to this spicy flavor, it's like a little witch seeing a big witch!

“How about that! My lord, it's still not strong enough! ”

Elder Sun asked excitedly, if it is not strong enough, then you can definitely hit it hard in the face that is not a lifetime of walking.

But Kim Kun didn't seem to answer him at all.

Baizhou licked his lips, grinning his mouth...

Looks like it should taste good, the look on Kim Kun's face is distorted.

“What? Not good enough? Try another spoon? ”

Walking distance continues.

Kim Kun was completely ignorant of his gait and shook his head there... what the hell is this?!

Elder Sun glanced at the formula, looked at the abyssal chili sauce in the plate and took a deep breath. Then he actually scooped a spoon and sent it into his mouth.

He looked at him in surprise and then had some sympathy in his eyes.

This is how much he prepares for supremacy...

A bite of mahogany tofu entrance.

Elder Sun did not have the look of Jin Kun, the whole person stayed in place, and the blue and white porcelain spoon in his hand fell on the table.

He had the feeling that he was taking off his clothes and swimming in that magma at the moment.

He felt a spicy smell all over his body. It was unspeakably spicy. It was spicy. His world view was distorted.

Said he couldn't get enough of a cigarette and his whole face was completely twisted.

A face, from white to red, from red to deep red, from deep red to purple...

“Cough...”

The elder grandson, who forcibly swallowed the mahjong tofu, suddenly lay down on the ground and coughed dry, his hands covering his throat, as if he were going to erupt.

“Water…”

The hoarseness sounds in intermittent dry coughs.

Elder Sun really wanted to slap himself. He was fine. He wondered if he would just die of spicy taste.

If that's the case, then he's probably the worst Eight God of War in the world, the first Eight God of War to be killed by chili.

Jin Kun's bald head was bright, sucked his nose, took a deep breath, opened his eyes, his eyes were all slightly wet, two lines of tears slipped out of his eyes, crossed his face, as if they were about to be evaporated.

White exhibition and empty gaze.

The Supreme Temple of the Hall of Fame, even if cut with a knife, will not shed a drop of tears... fucking tears.

What kind of dish is this?

A plate of dishes, crying one supreme, I'm afraid it's the only one here on foot.

Kim Kun's face is full of cute expression. I feel like I have a bad mouth. Is it enough? Is it strong enough?

That was so powerful that he had already cast doubt on the world, whether he lived in a fake world or not.

Kim Kun opened his mouth, waved his hand, wanted to say something, but his throat burned like fire, so he couldn't even speak.

Tears squeezed out of the orbit.

He wanted to drink water and drink lots and lots of water... Kim Kun covered his mouth like a swollen mouth with tears all over his face.

The pedestrian formula also pulled the corner of the mouth, some of them could not help but laugh.

We have something to say... keep crying.