Clearly this is a spiritual kitchen competition, but everyone's eyes can't help but look at this big and small figure.

Even forgot to observe how they cooked and what they cooked.

Until the final announcement of the distribution of spiritual food for the Guests to taste, everyone was in a bad mood, not knowing what evening it was.

The rain clamped a piece of spiritual food made by Lo Yunxiao into the entrance, and the fragrant fragrance opened between the lips.

He was just delusional: “If the people in the Hall of Immortality knew that they were eating spiritual food, it was cooked by Yunxiao himself, I'm afraid they'd all go crazy? ”

In the corner, the wolf's expression sacred a sip of the spiritual food made by the ink and suddenly burst into tears.

Ahhh, the food King cooked himself at this time is delicious.

These foolish mortals, how can they eat the food made by the King himself?

I wish he could take them all.

No! How can they, the supreme emperor of the extreme, do such cooking?

Son of a bitch, it's all Jun Muyan's fault!

……

“Your distinguished guests are invited to begin the voting. Poll results will be automatically counted by Skylight Ruins. ”

A huge projection has appeared behind the master cabinet talking room.

It shows the names of each person in the ruins of the sky and the zero tickets that follow.

And all the guests in the Gathering Hall were prompted to vote by the ruins of the sky.

At this moment, Mu looked at the delicious dish in front of him, and he could not return to God.

Why does this smell, this smell, give her a familiar feeling when it's obviously a different way of cooking?

Moe couldn't help but look up at that fine, beautiful little boy.

Is that him?

Impossible... Impossible?

Did her tastebuds hallucinate after her ears hallucinated?

At this moment, Muang's ear sounded a dripping tone of light: “Vote countdown, ten, nine, eight, seven...”

Mu Yan suddenly looked back and looked up, but found it on the projection ahead.

Mu Xiao and Luo Yunxiao have a far leading number of votes and are almost identical.

The mechanical hint in the ears grew more and more urgent, and Mu smiled and gave his own answer.

= = =

At the center of the entire sky, is the core of what is known as the "Cloud Dream Ze".

It's been a long time, almost unknown and inaccessible place.

But at this point, there's a man in white, slowly stepping into it.

The man has a handsome face that can turn the world upside down and capture the colors of the mountains and the earth.

The moment he entered [Cloud Dream Ze], the entire ruins of the sky trembled.

Then a dazzling red light illuminated in the cloud dreams.

In the air, the hidden sound is echoing as if “Warning… Performing identity checks… Matching success…”.

A long time later, a stubborn mechanical sound sounded, “Young Master, what instructions do you have? ”

There was no change in the man's divine colour, just a faint remark: "Track the ink. ”

As soon as the voice fell, a giant crystal ball appeared in the center of Cloud Dream Ze.

The crystal ball faithfully emerged as a powder carved jade, but a cold, indifferent little doll.

A light flashes around the little doll and eventually makes a "dripping” sound.