Gourmet of Another World

No?

Walking sounds echoed across the square, making some noisy squares quiet, all staring at the gaze and some confusing gaze at the gait.

The darkest black horse in the Spring Festival, how many talented alchemists broke into the top 10... the cook, how can it not be compared? Giving up?

The audience all struck a spiritual spirit, several of the audience were trapped, stared at, were suddenly spoken by the walking formula to scare much sober.

Incredible, incomprehensible… they suddenly find themselves unable to keep up with the chef's brain circuit.

Why would he want to quit? You've reached the top of the 10, and you chose to quit the game. That's like climbing a mountain and suddenly jumping.

Master Xuanming was also slightly stunned. It took a while to understand the meaning of walking. His face turned a little darker.

He suddenly had some regrets, he was happy with a ball, and now he has two headaches.

First, the Tianlancheng contestants had an inner battle, and now there is the most popular black horse contestant to abandon the race...

It's a diaphragm for him, isn't it?

“Why don't you compete? Do you think it's a game at the Spring Festival? You want to compete, or not? ”

Master Xuanming glanced at the anger, and the breath was all gushing, looking directly at the gait, the way.

He's really a little angry, and the tone is a little cheerful.

The South Palace is completely frightened, I don't understand how the pedestrian formula can think of abandoning the race.

“What are you doing? Abandon the race for what? Are you afraid you'll be trampled underfoot by my Nangong? Don't be afraid, how can you know despair without comparing it? ”

Nangong came to the side of the pedestrian formula and hurried to say.

The footsteps are silent... the face of the South Palace is still as thick as ever.

But to be honest, he really doesn't want to compete any more. First of all, he came to the competition to complete a temporary assignment. Now that the assignment is complete, he doesn't have to waste any time in the competition.

In time, he might as well use it for business, sooner rather than later, gather enough Yuanjing to make a breakthrough and become a powerful man in the Divine Realm.

By then, his authenticity will be enough to support the preparation of more advanced dishes.

“I...” I opened my mouth and was going to say something.

Nangong is not defective, but it is a frown wrinkle, hands up, don't head, “Don't be afraid... in our relationship, I will not make you lose too shameless, after all, you are my brother-in-law! ”

Brother-in-law!

One stroke in the corner of the square mouth, all of a sudden there is an impulse to beat this guy up, give him a ladder, this son of a bitch still want to go to heaven?

“I didn't mean to disrespect the game, it's just... Well, I'm already poor in donkey skills, and reaching the top 10 is the bottom limit.” The gait thought about it and said seriously.

That sincere look, Master Xuanming almost believed it.

But Master Xuanming is also suspicious. Perhaps the pedestrian formula is really poor donkey skills?

This explanation of footsteps makes everyone noisy, the greatest black horse in the Spring Festival is poor? We don't have the means, so we're dropping the game?

This is a big deal! It's like blowing everybody up!

Nobody thought anything like this would happen.

Qiandong is poor?

Who are you talking about...

Enchantress Anjing, the South Palace and others are naturally turning a white eye to the words of the pedestrian, the donkey skill poor? Who would believe that?

Buddha jumped off the wall, drunk ribs... these dishes the boss didn't take out, so there's no way?

People who haven't eaten at Yunlan Restaurant may not know, but how can they, the old customers, not know how to do it?

“Tsk, tsk, tsk... unfortunately, I want to compete with the biggest black horse of this year. Without thinking about it, there is no way. ”

The top 10 contestants on the ring heard footsteps and they were all serious.

A chef who can break into the top ten, honestly, is really not easy.

It was a charming young man, very elegant, but his eyes were very sharp.

This man is one of the top ten players in this wonderful Hand Return to Spring Festival, a talented alchemist in Tianyao City, a disciple of Master Shining, Mao Shi.

He was not comfortable with a chef's ability to break into the top 10, which made him laugh when he heard that the other queen was about to quit the race.

Other contestants also laughed, meaning they looked at the gait.

Mubai is a talented alchemist in Tiandan City, a popular winner of this wonderful rejuvenation festival, but he is very gentle, watching the gait, laughing and not talking.

He didn't think it was that simple, how could it be that this little cook could give Ambrose to the cook who had killed him?

As Ansheng's brother, he is naturally well aware of Ansheng's strength. Although the girl is a little crazy, the strength of Alchemy has really improved a lot.

“Old Bo, don't give up, think about it, big deal, you'll lose to me in the ring, it's better than giving up! Abandoning the race or something, it's ugly.” The South Palace is full of seriousness.

You're right to look at the South Palace with no expression on your face, but you're invincible if you're cheap.

He thinks he should still stop racing. The next time he jumps the Wall with a character Buddha or something, let this guy in Nangong feel what it means to be desperate...

This is so annoying.

“Footsteps, Miao Hand Back to Spring Festival is the most important event in the Dan Dynasty. It's not a place where you mess up your personality. Next time, give me a good fight. Miao Hand Back to Spring Festival has not abandoned the race! Unless you admit to losing in the ring!” Master Xuanming glanced coldly at the walking formula. He had a certain fondness for the chef, but now he doesn't feel good at all.

One harsh word was to turn around and leave.

Master Gu He was also a bit speechless. The little chef was really capable of doing things. He looked at Mu Bai with encouragement and then turned away.

And when the Alchemists left, the whole central square blew up.

The black horse in this tournament wants to quit the tournament without having to, is the real donkey poor? Or is it to become the South Palace? Is there any secret between the two of us?

The audience is so curious!

Furry stone looked at the footsteps with a grin, and did not hesitate to cross his head. Abandoning the race means this guy is heartless. It seems that he really has no means. It is really embarrassing!

Don't come to the Spring Festival if you can't do it.

“If you want to quit the race, why did you come to the race? You know how guilty you are that my Ambrose didn't even enter the top 50?!” Furry stones are cold, "he said.

Your anchor?

Stay on foot. What's going on? What does the witch Ambrose have to do with the little white face in front of her?

“Don't let me touch you in the top 10, or I'll make you cry on the bronze table! Oh... I told a man who was going to opt out of the race what to do, because of you, he didn't have a chance to meet me. ”

With a harsh word, the fur stone left with his hands in his arms, in a fierce mood, with his head raised, like a fought chicken.

The formula suddenly withstood his disguise, which was a little dull.

Nangong pulled his lips and said: “This hairy stone is a huge breast seeker, it is well known that he is farting... Aren't you going to lose to me next time? You didn't get to meet him. ”

The pedestrian formula suddenly has the urge to beat this to death with Xuanwu pot, and Nangong is not missing this forced to also pretend that he is a little overwhelmed.

Ignoring him, he walked away from the ring.

If you want to enter the competition, then enter the competition... Three days from now, he and Nangong will compete indispensably. To be honest, the pedestrian formula is not interested.

In that case, the Nangong Palace was sent to complete its creation.

……

Returning to Yunlan Restaurant, he stretched his lazy hips on foot and another day passed, when he was not open.

As soon as he entered the door, the paparazzi and Xiaoyu laid idly on the table and stared at him.

Football beat a huge arrears, these two food...

One man and one dog looked forward to walking into the kitchen to prepare food for the two.

But on this occasion, he received the reward from the system for this temporary assignment, the practice of Miyako Chicken.

Gongbao Chicken Ding, also known as Gongbao Chicken Ding, is a very appetizing dish.

As he watched the system offer about the Gongbao chicken, he started preparing ingredients, and he was not going to make drunken ribs and dragon-blooded rice tonight, so he was going to make this Gongbao chicken.

Washed his palms and wiped away the crystalline water stain, bending over easily and removing an iron cage from the cupboard, which was closing a chicken burning like a flame...

“Flaming turkey, Supreme Spiritual Beast, burning all over the beast fire, not strong in combat, but fast moving, able to soar the void, is a very difficult to capture Supreme Beast. Soft, spiritual, live by the potion and drink the flame, it is a quality ingredient.” The system introduces the pedestrian.

Flying chickens... the gait is stunned.

When he opened the iron cage and reached out his hand, he pulled the turkey's wings and caught it from it.

The beast burned, the hand of the pedestrian pedestrian attached to the real qi, but it didn't feel hot, but it felt warm.

“Giggle!!! ”

The chicken was taken out of the iron cage, and suddenly, the flaming turkey ripped open its voice and sounded like a chicken.

The chicken sounded like a thunderbolt, frightened the gait.

The dog who was lying outside also raised his head, and Xiaohao stared at the kitchen direction with amazement.

Mr. Bao, what are you doing?

“Grrrrrrrr!!” The chicken kept ringing, and the chicken even began to struggle, breaking free from the constraints of the gait, spreading its wings...

It's just an ideal chicken, walking in the heart of the square.

But he can't just let the chicken fly away!

“Wang!”

What's the name of the ghost... be quiet, the dog is waiting to eat!

The dog really can't listen anymore, he has instinctive objection to the chicken chirp... suddenly a dog bark, with enormous pressure, scared the day the turkey flames, the chicken's neck trembles, Cersei.

An ideal chicken meets a dog who eats meat and talks about the ideal of a ball...

The pedestrian formula was satisfactory, the chicken was not tormented and saved him trouble.

Pull the chicken hair, treat the chicken... Not long ago, a powerful turkey was pulled out of its hair and thrown in a basin.

Grabbing a dragonfly knife on foot, he drew a pickle knife and was ready to start picking chicken breasts to cook the Palace Bao Chicken Ding.