After arriving at Baichuan Haiji, Sun Xunqiao stayed behind closed doors at the Baichuan Chanyuan established by the North Shaolin on the other side. He extracted external Qi from the various food ingredients prepared for him by the Chanyuan to replenish the consumption of grain essence during this period. At the same time, he and Liang De continued to adjust the proportion and intensity of the "Lovesickness".
Before setting off to Baichuan Haiji with Liang De, Sun Xunqiao had already adjusted the must-have dish of "Acacia" to an all-age classification, safe and delicious, suitable for all ages, but this was the result of a compromise after giving up most of its impact. , using this sorrowful but unforgettable love to compete, and using less than perfect works to compete with those chefs on the other side who pursue gourmet food, Sun Xunqiao asked himself that he was not sure of winning.
There were still more than twenty hours before the Chef Fairy Stars Competition, and he wanted to try again to see if he could move a few centimeters closer to the edge of the cliff.
As a tool man, Liang De had nothing to say. He accompanied Sun Xunqiao to taste the dishes in the Zen Yuan kitchen, trying hard to give feedback between dead and half-dead, and reminding him from time to time to pay attention to the consumption of his soul.
Sun Xunqiao's thinking time became longer and longer, and the speed of his moves became slower and slower. It was like a game of Go reaching the final stage, and he had to work hard for every move he made.
The moon set (ri), the bell of the monastery rang, Liang De (tào), who had died seventy-nine times, put on a new spare (shēn) body, and walked out of the kitchen together with Sun Xunqiao, who was still closing his eyes and meditating.
"Senior brother, what are the chances of winning?"
“I still don’t know what the other contestants have prepared, so how can I figure it out.
The outcome is unpredictable and I don’t bother to think about it.
This time... I just hope I have no regrets. "
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Liang De, as Sun Xunqiao's assistant, entered the competition area in the stadium with him.
The competition field is changing rapidly, and Sun Xunqiao may make adjustments according to his opponent's recipes at any time, and he may come up with a colorless murder weapon in the kitchen at any time.
The chief judge of this competition is Ding Qiuqiu. In the last Dark Cuisine Competition on the other side, she was the one who gave Sun Xunqiao a low score without sparing any favors. She also criticized Sun Xunqiao's food concept, saying that he He was a short-sighted mountain village man who didn't understand the secrets of delicacies from all over the world. He scolded him for two and a half minutes. It is said that Sun Xunqiao's face changed at that time.
In other words, the second brother's motive for killing is quite sufficient. If the finished product is even a little bit dangerous, the judges may call him out without even touching it.
So before serving the food, Liang De had to help Sun Xunqiao try again to prevent the Chef Fairy Stars from turning into a murderous incident. If the second senior brother overturned the car on the spot and caused a kitchen accident or an external gas explosion, he would still We must shoulder the responsibility of group therapy.
I have tried it so many times. As long as you don’t deliberately seek death, you should be fine...
Sun Xunqiao sat on the futon with his eyes closed and silent without saying a word, while Liang De stood in the competition area and looked around.
In the stands, spectators have entered one after another. The noisy sound is like shallow waves rubbing against the beach. Those who come to watch the game are all extraordinary people. The fluctuations of extraordinary power in the venue collide and interfere with each other, making it chaotic like a frying pan being stirred. rice grains.
Liang De vibrated his martial arts soul and stretched out his spiritual sense. He only reached the first few rows of the stands before being blocked back by the chaotic fluctuations.
He tried two or three times but to no avail. It was too inefficient to find people with ordinary eyes, so he took out his mobile phone.
A warrior's spiritual sense is of little use, and science and technology are the primary productive forces.
"Liang De: Everyone, have you arrived at the arena? Where are you?"
He had just sent this message to the group when he saw three real (xìng) heavenly sources stirring up the vitality rising from the stands on the northwest side of the stadium. The biting wind pressure and the powerful internal momentum could sweep across the entire place. The venue, which accommodated more than 100,000 people, fell silent.
Iron grey, sea blue, steel green.
Thrips are here too.
Liang De cast his gaze below the three true (xìng) Tianyin. In front of the iron-gray Tianyin, Lin Baolong, who was sitting three seats by himself, waved to him. He was already over two meters tall when he was sitting...Brother, what did you eat to make you look like this? Come on, are you growing up happily?
Bai Hekong took advantage of the fact that all the eyes in the venue were focused on the three true (xìng) heavenly guides, and waved his hand to release a piece of illusory sea profound energy.
The three-color sky guide dispersed, and a banner with black characters on a blue background fluttered in the air.
“Come on Sun Gou!!!”
To the right of the exclamation point, there is also a big yellow face drawn on the banner with a pair of drooping dog ears on the head.
This is offline, please replace "Sun Gou" with "Brother Sun"!
Liang De's demonized eagle eyes quickly scanned around Bai Hekong, Lin Baolong and Ji Shi, and found that there were quite a few people who came specifically to support Sun Xunqiao. Ji Shen, a first-year student in the Kong Academy, was biting a dandelion-like miscellaneous stick. He was playing chess with Mu Yiqi next to him. The triangular-headed third-year student from the Maritime Studies Department was holding a silicon-based prism dog with a square head and a square brain in his arms. He was holding two blood jade-like lion-head walnuts in his hands. , Xu Juezi, a third-year student in the Lu Department, was chatting with Xu Bingning, and...
"Senior brother, you have so much face (tǐng), so many people come to support you." Liang De shared the scene he saw with Sun Xunqiao with his soul, and said:
"Brother Gui, Lin Baolong, Triangle Head, Ji Shen, Xu Bingning, five of the nine prefects have come. If there is a most popular award in this competition, it will definitely not escape your grasp."
Sun Xunqiao forced a faint smile and said:
"Senior Sister and Shen Shiyu happened to have something to do, otherwise they would have come. Your senior brother is not only handsome and elegant, but he has a good reputation."
"She...what's going on with the two of them."
"Senior Sister has been exploring an abyssal tomb during this period, and the progress has been slow. It seems that the reason for the review is because there is a weapons project related to the Kukai Turbulence... You still want to ask me about her affairs. ?”
"Your opponent is here."
Sun Xunqiao opened his eyes when he heard the words, and saw the entrance of the venue. Boiling waves distorted the air. A cheongsam woman with nine dragon-shaped real fires hovering behind her walked into the competition area. She put on rouge. The colorful cheongsam is like a burning cloud, so bright and beautiful that you can't look at it for a long time.
The young master of Feitian Yushan Style, the runner-up in the Dark Cuisine Competition on the other side, the Nine-Headed Flame Dragon, Ye Shuangliu.
This woman, who was like a prairie fire, walked straight to Sun Xunqiao's cooking table and gave Sun Xunqiao a deep look, with unyielding anger behind her eyes.
"I promise your bet!"
After Ye Shuangliu said these words, he turned away (shēn). The tail of the Nine Dragon Flame swept Sun Xunqiao and Liang De's faces. If it weren't for the fact that both of them were as thick-skinned as steel, the light would have been emitted by the real fire ( The amount of rè) is enough for them to drink a pot.
"Brother, what bet did you make with her? Why is she so murderous? Is the main interest of your chef on the other side killing people?"
Sun Xunqiao looked confused, "I don't know."
Not even a minute passed before another woman came over angrily!
