Gourmet of Another World Chapter 1709: Eat a bite of bean paste 【first more】
As a Chef, Bu Fang has absolute confidence in its own dishes.
If these exiled people do not eat, then they eat it by themselves.
Bu Fang stretched make a move, pinched a soft bean paste bag, this bean paste bag is in the shape of Little Fox raccoon, white and tender, pink toot, eye position, was dripped with a drop of honey juice by Bu Fang, so it became very shiny and shiny, as if Shining brightly.
In the distance, Little Fox lying on the shoulders of Whitey is also a bang, and his eyes widened, staring at the vivid and lifelike in the hands of the Bu Fang, as if to live come like Little Fox raccoon.
It seems a bit confusing.
Little Fox is a serious watcher. You have to take a closer look. Does the big brother in Bu Fang have to compete with himself?
Suddenly.
Little Fox froze.
Because, Bu Fang grabbed the bean paste bag and tore it to the sides.
pū chī!
The bean paste bag is torn directly, and the soft surface of Peng Song is incomparable, like cotton, with small pores inside, exuding rich heat.
The seven-color brilliance emerged from the bean paste that was torn by Bu Fang.
A lot of brilliance, flowing indefinitely, crystal and bright.
Little Fox suddenly was shocked.
Crawling on Whitey's shoulders, finally holding Whitey's head tightly, trembling.
It ’s so scary, that big brother who is competing with himself is so torn!
Moreover, it was eaten by Bu Fang ...
This world is terrible!
Are all the beautiful foxes of could it be that long being eaten?
Little Fox couldn't help feeling sad for herself, it seems she still had to keep a distance from Bu Fang.
Bu Fang grabbed the bean paste and sniffed deeply.
The rich smell of bean paste swarmed out of it and got into the nose of Bu Fang.
That feeling is wonderful.
Just smell the smell, Bu Fang can feel the majestic power contained in the bean paste ...
Various powers of Principle and even Soul Demons are contained in it, which is very peculiar.
Is the bean mentioned by precisely Niú Hàn Sān?
Bu Fang eyes also squint slightly.
He closed his eyes and stuffed the bean paste into his mouth.
The mouth bites down.
The first bite is the soft bun skin. The bun skin is made of exquisite Shenmai making, which is not only soft and fragrant, but also has the sweet smell of pinnacle.
The entrance is silky.
Further down, it ’s the bean paste ...
The colorful bean paste is sticky but not sticky.
Under the bite, there is a rusty grind, and the sweet taste bursts out instantly. This kind of sweetness is just the right kind of sweetness, as if flowing water, flowing slowly and entering the heart.
Bu Fang enjoys this taste.
A bite of bean paste.
whole body seems to have been sublimated.
A rapid flow of invisible energy, drilling in the body of Bu Fang.
Suddenly, Bu Fang opened his eyes, raised his hand, and glanced at his arm. On his arm, the cursing power of the original drill began to be slowly suppressed.
The various energy contained in the bean paste is a huge torment for the power of the curse.
pū chī!
The power of the curse is compressed as if the turtle has shrunk in a corner, motionless.
This is not what Bu Fang expected.
The bean paste package actually suppresses the power of curse making.
This is blessing in disguise. The appearance of this point makes Bu Fang more grasped.
Perhaps, this bean paste bag can really find the breakthrough mouth in the desperate situation, tear the breakthrough mouth fiercely, and tear a huge mouth!
The whole bean paste bag is stuffed into the mouth, and the corner of the mouth of Bu Fang is slightly pulled.
Distance.
The man is holding his hand as if gazing at the world.
He has everything in his hands, and he is bound to get it.
The chef who fought against him will definitely lose.
How can the latter win? Just rely on that baffling bun?
Hehe ...
The man sneered.
Those who were exiled chased his cuisines insanely, even for this reason, death was willing.
So why do they go to that bun?
What is the qualification of the bun to attract these exiled people? !
No one is optimistic about Bu Fang, because this is not a fair showdown.
The purpose of the queen, precisely is going to destroy the cook completely.
The cursed dragon on the man ’s wooden car is constantly rising, and the breakthrough has reached 30 feet. If it continues, Bu Fang basically has no possibility.
A thousand people, the height of the cursed dragon is only 100 feet. If one side surpasses fifty feet, there is basically no suspense in the outcome.
Bu Fang wants to counterattack, it is impossible.
Even, this Bu Fang wants to get the power of curse ... can't do it at all.
In the Colosseum, the nobles looking at the picture are laughing.
The only expectation and excitement for them now, that precisely watched the cook fail, and finally was banished by the queen completely, taking away the soul, the eternal seal.
However, the cook seemed calm.
Eating buns leisurely.
In the city of nothingness, no one will eat cuisines, because the queen His Majesty hates the cook, so these nobles have not eaten food for a long time.
You can eat food, which is the kind of backward and disgusting reptiles in Dingcheng District.
To the extent that they do n’t eat, there is no problem at all. Even if they do n’t eat for thousands of years, it will not affect their strength.
......
Bu Fang finished a bean paste, and his fullness made him happy.
Sometimes happiness is simple. precisely eats a bun or even drinks a glass of water.
The wooden car of Bu Fang is empty, and there are no exiles.
Everyone is like a mad dog who has been hungry for countless years, chasing the man's wooden car, kneeling and licking crazy.
Even the Dark Cuisine that splashed on the ground became the object of countless people fighting.
However, it may be because it is too crowded.
Some people did not grab Dark Cuisine, their eyes were red, and they piled up crazy under the car.
There are even fights and battles.
The horrible energy rises up.
Some weak ones were directly beaten and fell to the distance, and some people were even more terrible.
The man looked at this scene indifferently.
The nobles laughed insanely, all of which seemed to them like farce.
Bu Fang frowned at these people.
Suddenly.
Bu Fang grabbed a bean paste bag and stepped out in one step.
figure actually fell directly from the wooden car.
The dashing appearance makes many people stunned.
What is this guy going to do?
Is this cook crazy?
Bu Fang fell, stepped on the cold ground, and walked towards the distance step by step.
Soon, it came before the crowd.
On top of the wooden car.
The man looked at Bu Fang coldly, condescending, with disdain and cold pride in his eyes.
Bu Fang nodded toward the man at expressionlessly.
He grabbed a bean paste bag and walked to the side of an exile who was beaten, patting the man's shoulder gently.
The man suddenly raised his head and stared at Bu Fang with red eyes.
"I want to eat ... I want to eat !!"
The exiled man grabbed Bu Fang's hand and said frantically.
"Good ... eat."
Bu Fang nodded.
Awesome.
suddenly, the bean paste bag, was stuffed into the man's mouth.
Huh?
The man's face suddenly changed dramatically.
Subconsciously thought that after eating the Dark Cuisine, his face suddenly became ecstatic.
squish squish ...
Bit by bite.
Crazy chewing.
In a moment, the speed of the man ’s chewing becomes slower and slower.
Eyes are becoming godless ...
squish squish ...
Well ...
This smell ... how strange?
The exiled person glanced at Bu Fang.
Bu Fang patted him on the shoulder, and then the corner of his mouth twitched.
He held his hand and walked towards his wooden car like that.
The speed of chewing is faster again for the exiled person.
Delicious ... That's for sure!
The sweet taste made this person who was exiled in the void city countless years feel a little throbbing.
That heart, like a pool of standing water, suddenly shrank, as if there were endless life forces swarming out.
This is a long-lost taste.
The man glanced at his arm.
The power of the curse on the wrist began to surge.
The cursing force that had been tormenting like a serpent every day, under this bun, began to melt like ice and snow ...
It's a real melt, but it's not a chronic suicide that was suppressed like Dark Cuisine ...
This feeling is unprecedentedly refreshing, as if the spring breeze in March was blowing across the body.
Sutan!
The exiled man, without hesitation, turned his head and glanced at the wooden car of Bu Fang.
Later ... crawling and crawling, rushing towards the wooden car like crazy!
Eat ... he wants to eat!
This man is really crazy. He rushed to the Bu Fang wooden car in an instant, and his eyes were full of longing. That longing is a hope that has been drought for so long.
Bu Fang is a hit.
An Whitey rabbit-shaped bean paste bag suddenly flew into the man's hands.
The man ’s dirty, pitch-black hands, clutching the white and tender bean paste, are as cautious as holding hope.
The warm bean paste made him feel a long absence.
The white bean paste bags are all black hand seal, but the man doesn't care.
Grab the bean paste and bite hard.
The heat, the colorful light ...
Enveloped him.
This person feels like a new life.
Tears are flowing down the eyes, and the drops are splashing on the ground ...
One, two, three ...
He put the whole bean paste in his mouth.
The man fell to his knees with a thud, and tears poured like water ...
The power of the curse is almost gone.
The obscurity that originally enveloped the man disappeared in an instant ...
Momented, tears flowed continuously.
He raised his head and opened his mouth to scream, which was an excited scream.
Huh?
There is too much in this roar ...
Maybe he was a wicked man countless years ago, maybe he did something unforgivable before 10 million ’s years, and made his universe give up on him.
However, in a bean paste bag just now, he felt the significance of his life existence.
Distance.
The exiles who crouched down crazily in front of the man carrying the Dark Cuisine wooden car were attracted by this roar.
Crazy momentum seems to be much smaller.
Many people turned their heads cautiously, looking at the only person in exile who was kneeling in front of the Bu Fang wooden car.
The man's tears burst into his face, the man's body ... there was sunlight flowing.
On the wooden car of Bu Fang, a force of curse surged out.
Bu Fang looked at the power of the curse, and slightly twitched his mouth.
"Miracle ... from now on."
Bu Fang murmured.
The emergence of this cursed force brought a burst of madness!
The nobles were stunned.
Count Xiaqiu was also shocked.
Little Yōu is very calm, but the lady's gaze also shrank.
As the Duke of Jiacheng District, she may not understand the madness of these exiled people for Dark Cuisine, but she knows that this cook can actually win a curse from Dark Cuisine,
This cook ... something Ah!
The man ’s gaze narrowed.
This cook ... was able to **** food from his Dark Cuisine?
The old man outside was also dumbfounded.
It seems a bit weird.
Om ...
The banished man kneeling in front of the Bu Fang car dissipated the curse.
The other exiles stared at the person with with fixed eyes in an instant.
There seems to be a wave of water rushing across their bodies like a tide ...
Roar!
The next moment.
The whole Colosseum made a deafening sound! !
The exiled man rushed wildly and rushed towards the Bu Fang wooden car like crazy ...
A miracle ... about to begin.