Gourmet of Another World

Damn, it's really dark!

When the smeller was still eating the first face, the expression on one face was completely frozen, his whole person was a bit obsessed, and his eyes were full of incredible colors.

The flavor that made him tremble all over his tongue spread, and that heart-cooling, heart-flickering feeling spread in an instant, covering his body.

It was like at that moment, feeling the eruption of the volcano, the feeling that his blood was pouring all over him.

But……

This has something to do with dark souls?

But...

Why is this flavour so good?!

One, two, three...

Sneaky, sneaky!

He couldn't stop smelling it. He kept pulling the noodle into his mouth. The white noodle had a hint of wine and the special roasted spiritual beast steak.

The oil juice of the steak penetrated and soaked in the seedlings, causing the noodles to change like a blast at that moment.

The hair seems to be rooted upside down.

However, this is not over.

The smeller bit a steak of meat, his eyeballs widened, his eyes were instantly covered with blood silk, the blood silk was thick, the image contracted as if at this moment, following his pupils, constantly magnifying!

A drop of crystal emerged from the eyes of the smeller, the more accumulated, and finally, like the dam of the dynasty, it burst out.

Tears scratched across his cheek and dropped into the noodles held by the smeller.

It was a spicy explosion of taste buds, an emotion that reminded people of a lot of things.

He remembered his first cooking scene, when he was so naive and romantic, waving a knife, and having the courage to cook dry and dry.

It was silly at the time and faced countless setbacks, which were now constantly amplified in his eyes and constantly appeared in his memory.

“Ha…”

Chewing in his mouth, tears crossed silently, smelling a rising tide on his face, a sigh of hot air.

Smoke your nose.

Goddamn darkness. Goddamn soul!

A bite of that lovely baguette, which is just right. The baguette is crystal cute, pink and full of elasticity, but only a bite.

Smell people's eyes squint, all soft, pores open, as if spraying hot air.

This soul-cleaning egg makes him feel the youth and beauty of his past, like an egg of love when he wakes up between lovers.

My God... this feeling makes people enjoy it!

The smeller ate it and suddenly stuffed the whole fried egg into his mouth. He chewed it and found a spicy flash spreading in his mouth.

This spicy flavor has an irrepressible burst, and one can still feel the dark soul while weeping.

He reaches out and wipes his hands, damn it... why does this tear keep coming?!

Everyone is face-to-face.

Everyone saw the gesture of smelling people at the moment, and everyone took a sip of air.

“Am I blinded? ”

“Smell the chef... is he crying? Crying like a child? ”

“Are you crying over eating a dark soul face? This side is horrible?! ”

……

The diners looked at the reddish face of the smell, the tears that kept lingering, the hearts trembling, the hearts turning together to express the shock in their hearts.

A bowl of noodles and a chef crying!

It's really dark soul!

It seems to be more effective than Ouyang's heavenly funeral face...

The other judges were also staring at each other, looking at just a few faces, crying like a child who had been robbed of a toy, all stunned.

They turned their heads and each looked at the blackening soul face of the bowl in front of them, gulping and swallowing a sip of water.

Can make smellers cry... this side, maybe there really is a Kun Kun?!

So, the rest of the judges all started pulling into their mouths with that simple, dark, soul-cleaning noodle-like snack noodle that was being sold at a roadside stall.

First entrance, entrance.

Several judges were dazed, everyone looked at each other, and all saw the shock and amazement in each other's eyes.

The taste buds are surrounded by a delicious flavor, and the various flavors come together, making their tastes seem a little overwhelming.

The meat steak oil juice dripped, mixed in the noodle soup, pulled their nostrils, making them unable to hold their deep breath, but once inhaled, a spicy spice erupted.

Pickle a bite of white noodles with a hint of flour, which is extremely intoxicating.

The grief that originally existed as a result of eating heavenly funeral noodles was completely dispersed at this moment.

Is this a delightful bowl of noodles?

Wrong. They're all wrong!

Bite a steak, eat a loaf of eggs...

Everyone's eyes are deeply disoriented at this moment, as if they recall many things that intoxicate and sink them.

Six elders' eight-word beards are constantly fluttering in love, their eyes are lost, wrinkles on their faces are shaking, the color of redness appears, in their orbits, tears are spinning.

Continue eating a loaf of eggs, and the tears will flow down like a dyke.

Eating this bowl of noodles, the Six Elders recalled their first love. When they first joined the chef's line, they paired their lovers together...

The other person's meal seems to have this familiar taste as well.

But the time has passed, the years are old, and now all that remains are dark memories.

“Ha…”

The lips were swollen and the six elders' ha took a sigh of breath and the cloudy tears slipped down their cheeks.

Orange noodles, red, a mouthful, a piece of meat, an egg...

The mixture of the three made her tremble all over, with a flush of red on her face, and her fair skin seemed to be stained with a layer of pink and eye-catching.

“Mm-hmm."

The orange nose whispered quietly, biting the red lips, and the eyes wandered away.

Her long eyelashes shivered, her eyes appeared moist, her long legs clamped tight...

Countless images flashed through my mind, and it was not until a long time later that I lay on the table and cried.

Why is this side so good?

The audience was completely stunned by the judges' performance, who opened their mouths like a round egg that could be stuffed.

They don't even know what to say...

Watching the judges cry, they can only be silently shocked.

Ouyang's sunken wind has turned pale.

The judges did much to his surprise… he seemed to have predicted the outcome.

As a chef who owns a restaurant, he is best able to spot good and bad dishes in the performance of his guests.

His funeral facade surprised the judges, but it did not allow them to change their emotions so dramatically.

Is he going to lose?

And the next moment.

The judges also wiped away the tears and cleansed the dark soul face. Although all the lips were red and swollen, obsessed with the eyes, the wound in the heart caused Ouyang to sink more and more.

“Publish the results now...”

Six elders heavily said, he took a breath and his lips trembled.

Anywhere on this side, it's just too spicy.

But that spicy... makes them unable to pull themselves out, that just right spicy, just makes them emotional.

So they don't know if they're crying hot or touched...

With the sound of the Six Elders falling, everyone's eyes fell on Ouyang's sinking wind.

I'm looking forward to taking a breath.

The winner… who is it?

……

Boom boom!!

The heavens trembled sharply at this moment, as if they were about to be swept apart by a long stick.

Little white, grey, white eyes flashed, puffy palms pressed against the Battle Goddess stick, and his strength erupted.

Long stick whistled toward Hu Han.

Hu Han was furious, his hair scattered, his hands held the axe, and he fought bravely.

The slander stick of the other side scared him off the slightest slack.

The axe lay up, trying to block the blow of the god stick, becoming a huge god stick on the god axe, both weapons illuminated.

The divine energy of the Axe is constantly thinning, and the power diffuses.

But Hu Han was getting palpitated, because he found himself in shape, and was constantly pushed back by the long stick. The ground was scratched out by his feet plowed, and the rubble piled up.

Suddenly.

The god of war wand shrank sharply.

Hu Han felt only a moment of impatience in his heart and his body was in a shapely shape.

A pounding figure came at speed with a powerful figure, and the puffy palms were instantly filmed.

Hu Han growled.

Wanting to swing the Axe, but a long stick of fire red iron pressed his ax, no matter how he exploded, he could not throw the long stick away.

On top of his head, the spiritual ladder emerges to reveal the ultimate glow.

Boom!!

However, Hu Han soon became obsessed.

Because just as he struggled to resist, his slap suddenly greeted him in the face.

Boom, Hu Han, the whole person was smashed back, the expression on his face was a little confused...

White hit you hard, you'll die while you're ill.

One punch was to wave again, and the bursting Hu Han flied backwards, and the spiritual ladder that gathered over his head also collapsed.

Meatbeat or something, White's favorite.

The truncheon smashed and pressed the axe down.

And Hu Han was single-handedly picked up.

A tear, a grumpy stripper, rags flying...

Hu Han threw up blood and flew out. Finally, he returned to God, and the colour of shame appeared in his eyes!

“My husband fought with you! ”

The most embarrassing thing is that the clothes are torn apart and there is only one pair of blasphemous pants left.

Hu Han's anger surged, a palm slapped by Xiaobai became swollen, his face was full of anger, and he burst out, actually beating Xiaobai close to him.

One puppet at a time, that's how we killed each other.

Fist to meat!

Recruitment.

Boom!!

Each puppet's fist fell together.

Hu Han's arms were shaking and he felt a heartbreaking pain!

He retreated, but White was still approaching.

This is a puppet that can't be beaten to death, and it makes Hu Han tremble.

However, Bai, who had already gone mad, where would he let Hu Han escape like this, the metal wings behind him tremble, and suddenly countless flying knives burst out, rushing to the sky, and then fell.

The knife burst onto the ground and blocked Hu Han's retreat.

After that, Hu Han was beaten to death with no resistance.

I can't fight, I can't carry...

Hu Han feels that this is the most humiliating thing in his life, even if he loses to Chu Changsheng, he has never been so humiliated.

The puppet was his nightmare, and God sent him to torture him.

Hurrah!!

Hu Han's nostrils were constantly spraying blood and his bones were almost smashed.

He lay on his back on the ground, spraying blood from time to time, unbearable.

Little white body, despite the pits, grey eyes are so cold.

The god of war shook his stick and hung it in front of Hu Han's head. The other hand was carrying the axe that belonged to Hu Han...

Boom boom!!

Outside, the pounding momentum erupted suddenly, a strong figure came, the void was struck like a chestnut!

“Bold! The one who dares to hurt me at Tianquan Holy Land! Take me to Heavenly Springs Holy Land and kill the Axe! Sin should die!! ”

Boom!

A deafening whistle sounded.

After Chu Changsheng crushed the head of a golden armor guard, his eyes froze and looked far away.

The complexion is heavy.

“The great power of Tianquan Holy Land… has finally emerged. ”