Gourmet of Another World Chapter 1708: No suspense? [Third! 4D update, beg monthly tickets! 】
The steamer under the fire light evaporates Xia Wei, as if there are seven colors of light, brewing and circulating in the steamer, it will burst out at any time.
The steamer, through the picture of the Colosseum, passed to everyone's eyes.
The nobles are ridiculous. Before Bu Fang pinched the bean paste bag, they all saw it with their own eyes.
This cook is afraid that he has abandoned himself.
Pinch out the shape of a rabbit and the shape of Little Fox ...
Why do n’t you just squeeze out a lonely shape? !
Anyway, you are also chaotic ...
They have been Bu Fang, a slap to the face again and again, but they are very persistent for this last time, because they feel that this game ... Bu Fang has no chance of winning.
As a nobleman in Bingcheng District.
In fact, Dingcheng District is the exception among the four urban areas of A, B and D.
Dingcheng District is an inferior urban area, and the people inside are all lowly exiles.
These people, suffering from the curse and torture of the curse, are in need of that kind of food to suppress the pain caused by the curse.
That kind of food ... even if it's disgusting, it can't be concealed as the food that those people dream of.
Not to mention, for exiled people, the food ... is not unpleasant.
So, why does Bu Fang win?
Bu Fang is not at the same level as Chef in the City of Nowhere.
The outcome of winning and losing will naturally become simple and clear.
Those in Dingcheng District will never look at the food of Bu Fang ...
Yes ... precisely won't look at a glance!
In the eyes of those lowly people, only the food making with the worms in the cursed river can stimulate their appetite.
Bu Fang is very casual and very happy.
Under the firelight, the color jumped on his face.
culinary arts was originally a happy thing for precisely, and tasting cuisines is also a happy thing. Why should you give yourself so much restraint?
Think of it in Bu Fang's heart.
When he thought of this, his thoughts were a little more accessible.
Gū lū Gū lū ......
The steam is boiling.
The power of life in the spring water of life has been scattered in the air, as if purifying everything.
The fire light gradually gets smaller.
In the end, there was only one flame burning like a lotus.
After burning for a while, then flame disappeared and disappeared completely.
It turned into a flame, wrapped around the tip of Bu Fang's finger.
"Colorful Fantasy Bean Paste ... Complete."
Bu Fang's mouth twitched slightly.
It seems to be quite satisfied with this culinary arts.
An uproar sounded.
The culinary arts of Bu Fang is completed, which means that, next, precisely really competes ...
Can you win?
That must be ... Definitely lose Ah!
The nobles sneered. They had no hope for Bu Fang.
Of course ...
They also bet on Bu Fang to lose.
Moreover, some nobles have suppressed all their net worths.
After all, it has been very exciting to have such a gamble for thousands of years.
The man glanced at Bu Fang, and he was deeply impressed in eyes.
The next moment, the man jumped on the wooden car.
At that moment, Bu Fang was in a trance.
Huh?
Bu Fang was shocked, and always felt that this man was a bit familiar, similar to the old rickety.
Is there any inevitable connection between the two of could it be that?
Or, this man, precisely young old man?
But why are the young and old rickets separated?
Bu Fang suddenly, this should be the curse of precisely curse queen ... and the seal of life.
Old Rickets are also people with stories.
No wonder the latter always told Bu Fang not to choose culinary arts, the original reason is here.
The old man is an injured person.
hōng lóng lóng ......
With the end of Bu Fang culinary arts.
There seems to be a peculiar will in the void, pulling Bu Fang.
Bu Fang opened the steamer and took a round fancy blue patterned porcelain tray .
As soon as the steamer was uncovered, the steam was pouring into the sky.
Bu Fang grabbed the chopsticks and carefully sandwiched the bean paste.
Every bean paste bag has vivid and lifelike, as if it were live come. It seems that as long as Bu Fang goes to the animal of the bean paste bag, and points his eyes, it can give those animals life.
This feeling is very mysterious, like the feeling of the creator.
Of course, Bu Fang will not be obsessed with this feeling.
A little bit of Sauce, one after another, on these bean paste bags.
The sound of the bean paste, the power of various Principle diffuses, and it seems to have a variety of states.
Some bean paste bags, peaceful aura haunt.
Some bean paste, kill aura.
There are even bean paste bags, spreading curses ...
All in all, this is a unique bean paste bag!
The white and tender surface of Dou Bao Bao, the Bu Fang is somewhat hungry.
The smell of bean paste permeates, so Bu Fang ca n’t help but want to close his eyes and feel the sweet taste ......
Bu Fang licked his lips, some excitement, some enjoyment ...
cuisines of your own culinary arts is good.
Bang!
The kitchen door was opened.
Everyone who went into exile like crazy went into the kitchen frantically.
However, being hit by a mysterious power, they flew out one after another.
Even if there are Great Dao saints among these people, the same is true.
Flying out one by one, falling into the mouth and nibbling the mud, but turning over, it is Greed again to pounce on come.
"I want to eat! I want to eat!"
"Give me some food! I ca n’t stand it ..."
"I want food!"
......
The exiled person is crazy, this picture is quite shocking.
At least, for those nobles, this kind of picture is hard to see and impacts their hearts.
Fortunately, Count Xia Qiu, she occasionally passes Dingcheng District, and you can see this kind of picture.
As for other nobles, this picture has never been felt.
This kind of madness, they simply can't feel it.
"These dirty guys ..."
"Humble ... nerves! They have been smoothed out and have lost their basic rights as human beings!"
"These reptiles ... deserve to be banished!"
The nobles screamed madly. They scolded and screamed. The feeling of being a man made them infatuated.
The city of nothingness, precisely is such a realistic place.
For some people, this is paradise, but for the exiles, this is Earth Prison (hell).
Some of the exiles once chose to revolt, but cursed the queen to suppress it. The so-called uprising precisely joke, the backhand was wiped out ...
hōng lóng lóng ...
The figure that cursed the queen reappeared from condense.
The noble woman sitting on the throne.
Climbing long and narrow beautiful legs, slender and straight legs exude noble aura.
Although it is composed of light spots, it feels as if it is close to reality ...
"Exit all."
The Queen's cold voice resounded.
The next moment, those who were exiled froze, and they were crazy, kneeling down on the ground and daring not to move.
The Queen ’s aura makes these exiled people terrified.
"Even if you are the cheapest exiles, they belong to my city of nothingness, maintain order, don't lose the face of my city of nothingness ... violator, eliminate."
The cursed Queen coldly said.
The words fall.
An opportunistic person who wants to pounce on the wooden cart and the Dark Cuisine's exiled person suddenly directly exploded his head, and was completely eroded into scum ...
One person died, and the queen moved a person come from Dingcheng District.
At this point, no one dared to be presumptuous.
"The two of you, promote your own dishes ... There are a thousand people here, they will evaluate your dishes, every one captive, the cursing power of your wooden car will increase a little ... … Finally, the one with the highest cursing power on the wooden car wins. ”
The cursed queen said lightly.
The rules were announced.
The man smiled lightly and didn't care.
Publicity? His dishes ... no need to publicize.
Bu Fang also squinted, holding his hand, not moving like a mountain.
What is publicity? He does not have this concept.
He is confident in his dishes ...
This rule came out.
The nobles are also ready to move.
They all issued exclamation calls!
Little Yōu looks indifferent, the expression in his eyes doesn't even beat at all.
Count Xiaqiu is very interested.
The lady is also watching with interest.
The rickety old man stared blankly at the picture, his eyes was full of despair.
Win?
How to win?
There is simply no possibility and hope to win ...
It's over, everything is over.
Bu Fang will definitely die.
Senior old sigh sighed.
......
"Now ... Let's have a party."
The Queen ’s words resounded.
Later ...
The entire screen is boiling.
The exiled people with the madness of cursed force all over their face, drove towards the wooden car like crazy.
Everyone was shocked and stared at the picture.
However, at the next moment, everything presented on the screen makes them laugh.
Everything ... never goes beyond their contrary to expectation.
It has n’t started yet ... it's over!
Thousands of exiles flew crazy toward the wooden car where the man was.
The noise is deafening, and the picture suddenly becomes very congested.
The man smiled lightly.
Hand on.
He swings his hand and countless worn-out porcelain bowls fly by.
Pour the sticky Dark Cuisine into the bowl spoon by spoon.
What if ingredient is dirty?
Even if the culinary arts method is simple and crude ... how about?
His food, these people have been eating for tens of thousands of years, how could it be easy to fail because of the appearance of Bu Fang.
Only he can beat him!
The man ’s self-confidence almost rushed out of the sky.
squish squish!
Those people grabbed the bowl and poured the food into the bowl.
Even some people ca n’t wait to hold the food stuffed with their hands.
The eating phase, the sentient beings are all kinds of things.
One, two, three ...
On the man ’s wooden car, there seemed to be a roar of horrible beast roar.
After that, the power of a black dragon form's curse continued to rise, and behind the man, an infinite aura broke out.
One foot, two feet, three feet ...
The power of the curse quickly leaps into the air, constantly rising.
The man stood confidently under the pillar of curse, as if he were in the world.
The old Ricket looked at his former face with a bitter face.
Perhaps the former self didn't even know that he had been sealed in this death pass and lived forever.
Unless someone breaks through the death pass, and has to reach the third pass, he can appear.
Otherwise, he can only wander in endless darkness.
So ... what are you show off?
The rickety old man felt a little sad inexplicably.
Five feet, six feet ...
The pillar of curse behind the man quickly broke through ten feet.
More and more people chose him Dark Cuisine, and broke through 300 people at once.
In contrast, the wooden car of Bu Fang.
Very silent.
Even sparrows can be dropped.
There are no exiles ...
The contrast is strong, and the contrast is huge.
Bu Fang didn't even get a pillar of curse.
"Does this compare? Too bad ..."
A noble smiled, he had some takes pleasure in other people's misfortunes.
Sure enough, Queen Queen hates the cook the most. This way, the blow to the cook is the most extreme.
Your elaborate culinary arts ’s cuisines is actually no better than Dark Cuisine created by the bottom worms of the Cursed River of the Void City ...
This blow will definitely make the self-respecting chef desperate.
Wasn't the old man at that time losing his faith because of the precisely blow?
It seems that this young man ... has to repeat the same mistakes.
For everyone, Bu Fang must lose.
Little Yōu's eyes flickered.
The lady shook her head with a chuckle, with some regrets and pity.
Count Xia Qiu was disappointed.
She actually really hopes that Bu Fang will succeed. The man failed that year ... she must have the young man repeat the same mistakes as the man.
After all ... Earl Xiaqiu saw the figure of the man in Bu Fang.
Are you really going to lose?
Bu Fang stood in front of the wooden car, frowning slightly.
Looking at the crazy group of exiles.
Bu Fang grabbed a bean paste bag with clean hands ...
Pinch gently and tear to the sides ...
Bang!! ! !
The seven-colored light beams rushed out of the bean paste bag ...
Since you do n’t eat it, let me eat it ...
Bu Fang pouted.