Gourmet of Another World Chapter 1710: Overtake! [Second more! 】
The miracle ... indeed started.
In the Colosseum, those nobles who had been ridiculed at the moment no longer smiled at the moment, but each looked at the picture with some surprise.
"No way ..."
"Those reptiles ... reverse Heavens!"
"This familiar situation ... could it be that our bet, what is special ... to leave us?"
......
Several nobles even grinned, and the familiar feeling pave the way, they almost want to blow them into the mouth.
Early Xia Qiu eyes tightened, although she had a deep desire in her heart, hoping that Bu Fang would not repeat the same mistakes of the man that year.
But she did n’t really think that Bu Fang could do this. The chef could it be that ... really has to accomplish feats that have n’t been done by anyone for countless years?
Maybe ... really ... hopeful?
But ... this should have been impossible.
The curse of the Void City is everywhere. These exiled people are contaminated by the curse of the Queen.
Unless that Dark Cuisine is used, it is impossible to suppress the torture and pain caused by the curse.
How can these people who have been cursed and tortured for countless years give up treatment for their appetite?
So, no cook can win this Dark Cuisine.
......
Bang Bang Bang!
A crowd of figures slammed into the wooden car, making the wooden cars creak.
A very filthy, skinny figure grabbed the exiled man who had eaten the bean paste of Bu Fang.
The cursed force on this person's arm was suppressed and almost invisible.
All this ... it's true!
At this moment, everyone is boiling!
In addition to the Dark Cuisine, there are really cuisines that can stop the curse in their bodies.
How can this not make them crazy!
It seems to be confirmed that all the exiled people looked up and stared at Bu Fang with bright eyes and longing.
"Come on slowly, one by one."
Bu Fang said.
At the next moment, he was above the wooden car, raising his arm and flexing his fingers.
One bean bag after another burst out of the wooden car, turning into a streamer and rushing into the crowd.
Roar!
The crowd suddenly made a sound of robbery.
The exiled people, like crazy, grabbed the bean paste and couldn't wait to plug it into the entrance.
One grabbed, two grabbed ...
One after another.
eyes are all wet.
squish squish ......
These people are crazy about chewing, only feel a warm stream flowing through the body, ** as if they were subjected to purification and baptism ...
This feeling is inexplicably beautiful.
Actually, not all exiles chose Bu Fang.
After all ...
Countless habits ca n’t be changed at one time.
Only more than a hundred people tried to choose Bu Fang. Of the more than one hundred people, most of them are still weak and unable to grab the Dark Cuisine qualification.
However, after eating the bean paste, more than a hundred people felt like they were melting, and their bodies were melting.
The power of the curse on them was constantly washed away.
Bu Fang took the hand and looked at it calmly.
All this, in fact, he had long expected it.
His dishes can restrain the power of curse, which is reflected in Little Yōu.
Compared to the cursing power of Little Yōu, the cursing power of these people is actually easier to clear.
The man is standing on the wooden car, opposite to Bu Fang.
He is confident because he is about to win.
Although it is very unbelievable, it is also very unwilling to believe, because Bu Fang actually took a lot of cursing power from his hands ...
However, it does not matter, his cursing power has rushed to thirty-nine feet, close to fifty feet ...
In contrast, Bu Fang.
The power of the curse on the Bu Fang wooden car, but it can break through ten feet.
The gap is too large.
A miracle did appear, but it does not change the ending.
Huh?
Suddenly, the man frowned, and he seemed to notice something unusual.
Bu Fang over there, the cursed man who ate the bean paste bag stood up spontaneously and ran come towards him.
"Eh ... Is this back?"
"The one who should come back will eventually come back ..."
The man grinned.
This scene also made many people laugh.
The nobles' weakened momentum suddenly surged again.
"Yes! Dark Cuisine belongs to you!"
"Disgusting cuisine, only suitable for you lowly reptiles! Haha ha!"
The roar of the nobles seemed to speed up the exiles.
The exiles who ran back from Bu Fang rushed into the crowd.
Booming, it seems to explode.
All the nobles froze.
The man smiled confidently, and his face was frozen.
Because what happened at this moment seems to be a heavy hammer, which hit him **** his chest ...
It looks like his chest is about to collapse.
The exiled people who came back from the Bu Fang wooden chariot grabbed the exiled men in front of the wooden chariot and were telling something.
After that, one, two, three, those who were originally determined to choose men's exile changed their directions one after another.
The wooden cars rushing towards Bu Fang like crazy.
The men who originally had the advantage of a full number of people, watching their diners, one by one rushed to the Bu Fang wooden cars ...
The atmosphere was awkward for a moment.
The nobility no longer spoke, like frosted eggplants.
"I ..."
An aristocrat opened his mouth. He seemed to have seen the picture of betting.
"It's okay! The cook is too late! You see the power of the curse!"
Someone growled.
Like a final struggle.
The cursing power of the man's side continues to climb, of course, the speed has slowed down a lot.
Now it has reached 42 feet, this is not the end, it continues to rise ...
And Bu Fang wooden car.
After experiencing the first silence.
The next moment, the power of the curse is skyrocketing.
Ten feet, twenty feet, thirty feet ...
In just an instant, he rushed to thirty feet and approached the man!
A huge pressure suddenly enveloped the man!
"Damn! How is this possible!"
The man growled.
He shook his hand, and Dark Cuisine suddenly in black pot churned.
Wow la la ...
In the individual porcelain bowls, many Dark Cuisine were sinking and falling towards a group of people.
"Eat ... eat happily!"
"Eat more and contribute more curse power!"
The man shouted frantically, a tone of anxiety finally appeared in his tone.
Bu Fang was not in a hurry, sitting on the wooden car, swaying its legs.
From time to time, suddenly bean paste burst out.
Below, there is an exiled person who ca n’t wait to try the bean paste.
The power of the curse is constantly being washed away.
The power of these people ’s curses instead contributed to Bu Fang.
Let the power of Bu Fang's curse rise and rise, finally ... breaking through the forty-foot mark!
Bang!
That moment.
A man is struck by lightning.
The nobility is also breathless.
damn ...
This cook ... do they specialize in hitting their faces?
The curse of a man is forty-six feet.
The cursing power of Bu Fang is forty feet!
Gap ... Only six feet left.
For every exile who has eaten food, there are only about 240 people left.
The decision continues.
The rickety old man stared blankly at the light curtain, and his heart seemed to be hit by something. This kind of feeling is hard to explain.
At that time, he lost nothing.
The Bu Fang that made him hopeless is about to create a miracle!
This ...
Old Ricket has mixed feelings for a time, he stares at Bu Fang in the picture.
The youth is still expressionlessly, calm as water.
That face is full of self-confidence, this self-confidence is derived from its own strength ...
He was so confident tens of thousands of years ago.
Maybe ... he really has a chance to enter Bingcheng District.
......
Count Xiaqiu's breathing began to be rapid.
Her hand holding railing fence was very hard, railing fence suddenly began to break, and there was a continuous rubble falling down.
Maybe ... she can really see that person this time? !
For a time, she was a little timid and some deer bumped, this kind of emotion ... many young man did not appear?
The decisive Chaos sage, Earl Xiaqiu, will also have the emotion of fawn bumping?
Little Yōu looked at it faintly.
There is no slight change in her expression.
The shock on the lady ’s face disappeared, and what emerged ... was a smile.
That's a weird smile.
......
The warm bean paste was torn open, and the thick bean paste was stuffed into the mouth. chewing rose up, making those numb exiles seem more angry.
This kind of feeling is hard to explain and very mysterious.
Bu Fang watched the bean pastes eaten one by one, all of them exiled in tears.
An unprecedented sense of satisfaction fills his heart.
These people have not given up treatment ...
The corner of Bu Fang's mouth is slightly pulled.
From the beginning to the end, Bu Fang is sitting on a wooden car, he has not turned his head to see the curse behind him.
How hard the curse is, he does n’t know.
He does n’t need to know, what he needs ... just a result.
The man eyes seemed to sag, the pressure made his voice hoarse.
The Dark Cuisine has been distributed insanely, and each one is full, he wants to leave these diners.
Damn!
When did he actually use means to leave these reptiles ...
The curse of the exiled person is getting less and less.
The cursing power of Bu Fang has also grown slowly.
However, the growth of the man ’s cursing power has become slower.
Forty-eight feet ...
The man looked at the power of the curse and gasped.
"Continue Ah! do not stop!"
The nobles are also shouting, and the growth of the curse power determines their bets!
On the Bu Fang side, the bean paste is distributed lightly.
Maybe ... the highest Realm of precisely acting cool.
Boom! ! !
The man roared.
A punch hit the wooden car.
The Dark Cuisine splashed on the wooden car ...
The power of his curse is stuck at forty-nine feet, only one foot away, and he can reach fifty feet.
The power of the curse over Bu Fang has reached ...
Forty-nine!
The same is forty-nine.
Wooden carts on both sides.
Two black cursed dragons are roaring, as if fighting against each other!
That scene is shocking!
"Quickly eat Ah! reptiles ... Quickly eat Ah!"
"Don't you like it? Don't you eat it when you kneel and lick it!"
"Your treatment cannot stop! Eat fast!"
The man snarled at the Dark Cuisine.
In front of his wooden car, the figure is already scarce.
Only three or two figures are left.
A scrawny person, tremblingly clutching the man ’s rice bowl with come.
The black Dark Cuisine inside is turning ...
It seems to creep ...
The scrawny figure glanced at the grim and roaring man.
Looking at the distance again, the corners of the mouth are slightly picky, expressionlessly ’s Bu Fang with bean paste ...
This skinny man has been silent for countless years, and I do n’t know why it suddenly became hot!
The man grabbed the bowl full of Dark Cuisine and gave the man a glance.
He stood up suddenly.
The thin body suddenly became magnificent like a towering mountain!
The scrawny man grabbed the bowl and fell to the ground violently.
Crimson eyes, stemmed from the neck, a scream ...
That was a cry from the soul!
"Dare to shout at me !!!"
The man clenched his fists and was mad!
The scrawny man kicked the bowl on the ground, then raised his head, and he walked vigorously towards the wooden car of Bu Fang!
Cool, Dāng!
At this moment.
The man only heard a shattering sound.
Those people, rebelled ...
It seems that the strength of the man has been taken away ...
Stumbled back one step and fell on the wooden car.
At this moment, he suddenly understood that come ... For a Chef, perhaps only ... diners are the most important.
The skinny man grabbed the Bu Fang and handed the come bean paste.
Gawk in the mouth.
Bang!! ! !
A loud Dragon's Roar sounded loudly.
The cursed dragon of Bu Fang wooden car broke through in an instant ... fifty!