Ruo Tuo Ren Zhuli of the Original God

Chapter 410 Liuyun Borrowing the Wind Zhenjun’s Cooking (1)

"Really, is it really me! That's great! Walnut, we are number one! Yayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!"

Hearing Yan Xiao's somewhat disappointed tone, Xiang Ling reacted from the shock and hugged Hu Tao, who was an assistant at the side. Unexpectedly, Xiang Ling would be so excited, Hu Tao was directly hugged by Xiang Ling and jumped passively on the spot stand up.

Looking at Xiang Ling, who was happily jumping up with walnuts in his arms, everyone smiled from the bottom of their hearts. Sure enough, joy can infect others.

"Xiangling, let go... the master of the hall was strangled to death by you..."

Hearing Hutao's low voice, Xiangling realized that Hutao was being hugged in her arms now, and seeing that Hutao couldn't speak easily, Xiangling also hurriedly let go of the arm holding Hutao.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, Walnut, I'm so excited."

"Ahem, no, it's okay, Xiangling, your arm strength is too amazing, my hall master was almost strangled to death by you."

After bending over and coughing twice, Hu Tao, who breathed fresh air again, couldn't help but complain to Xiangling. It was the first time she had known Xiangling for so many years that she knew that Xiangling's arm strength was so amazing. In such a situation, I couldn't break free even if I broke free.

"Hey, maybe I practiced it all day long?"

Seeing that Hutao was fine, Xiangling felt relieved and scratched her head and explained with some uncertainty, because apart from the time spent practicing marksmanship on weekdays, she hadn't specially exercised her arm strength. If she really wanted to find out the reason, All Xiangling could think of was tossing the spoon while cooking.

While Hu Tao and Xiangling were talking, Zhenjun Liuyun borrowed the wind, who saw the joy on Xiangling's face, also affirmed Xiangling, the disciple of her old friend Aping, in terms of cooking skills, not only In this way, Zhenjun Liuyun borrowed the wind and felt Xiangling's sincerity in cooking, which made the senior Xiangling Liuyun borrowed the wind very satisfied.

But this also made Zhenjun Liuyun borrowing the wind a little worried that the dishes made by her magical cooking machine were too delicious, which would hurt Xiangling's confidence. Compared with her magic cooking machine, there is still some gap.

After thinking about it for a while, Liu Yun borrowed Feng Zhenjun to take a deep breath in his heart, that's all, this competition is just a competition of juniors, and after all, Xiang Ling is also the disciple of her old friend A Ping, if because of this This incident has blown Xiangling's confidence in pursuing cooking, so Aping will definitely settle the score with her, so let's take it as a face for Aping.

Thinking of how much her old friend Aping cares for Xiangling as a disciple, and that Marcusius also likes to be with Xiangling's butter. .

"When you taste Benxian's food later, no matter how delicious it is, you all have to let that little girl Xiangling win in the end."

As for Zhongli, the rock king, Zhenjun Liuyun Bianfeng didn't want to disturb the old man's elegance, so he just held the attitude of the emperor and didn't remind Zhongli through sound transmission.

After seeing a slight change in the thinking and eyes of the judges except Zhongli, Master Liuyun borrowed the wind and said directly to Xiangling without caring about the mood and thoughts of the four of them
"Little girl, don't be too happy, the dishes made by this fairy's organization may not be worse than yours."

"Since the winner has been chosen from these two, let's also try the dishes made by this immortal."

Seeing Zhenjun Liuyun borrowing the wind's expression of confidence in her mechanism, Xiangling was also a little nervous. Although, as a disciple of Grandma Ping, she knew the magic of the Xianjia mechanism, if she was really caught by the mechanism in front of her If he was defeated, wouldn't that prove that his culinary skills, which he had practiced hard for many years, could not catch up with an institution.

No, no, you can't think that way, those three dark dishes, no matter how you look at them, won't taste good, glanced at the three dark things in front of the five judges, Xiangling couldn't help but feel more Gaining some confidence, cooking is all about color and fragrance, and the dish in front of her doesn't match the color and fragrance at first glance, no matter how she looks at it, she can't lose.

And when Xiangling was cheering on herself in her heart, Keqing, Uncle Tian and Zhiyi, as beings who could serve as Seven Stars and the next Seven Stars, were naturally smart people. After Zhenjun borrowed the wind's voice transmission, the three of them subconsciously began to think about why Zhenjun Liuyun borrowed the wind to do this, and whether doing so would bring any trouble to Liyuegang.

After a brainstorm, although the three of them were all smart people, they didn't know much about the immortal Liuyun Borrowing Wind, and they didn't know where to start thinking.

"Then, let the five judges begin to taste the dishes prepared by True Monarch Liuyun Borrowing Wind using the Xianjia mechanism."

After the eyes of Zhenjun Liuyun Borrowing Wind signaled, Yan Fei, who is a fairy beast, took a look at the dark dishes on the table, and announced with pity that she would start tasting the dishes of Zhenjun Liuyun Borrowing Feng .

After Yan Fei's voice reached the ears of the three, the three who couldn't figure out the reason had no choice but to keep this matter in their hearts for the time being, because compared to this matter, it was obvious that the things that the few people had to face in front of them were more important .

"I, let me try it first."

According to the order of the seats, Ke Qing glanced at the three dishes on the table and couldn't figure out what kind of dishes they were at all. After swallowing deeply, she picked up the chopsticks and stretched out the dishes that could barely be seen to be noodles, carefully. After picking up a noodle and putting it into his mouth, Ke Qing's face became ugly after just one bite.

Salty, deadly salty, other than that, Keqing never tasted any other flavors, of course, it might be because it was too salty, the salty taste covered up other tastes, anyway, Keqing was making After swallowing the chopstick noodles, she didn't feel anything other than salty.

How much salt did True Lord Liuyun Borrowing Wind put? After draining a large glass of water, Ke Qing frowned while complaining about True Lord Liuyun Borrowing Wind in his heart while thinking about how to evaluate True Lord Liuyun Borrowing Wind This dish.

"Liuyun Borrowing Wind Zhenjun, although the taste of your cooking is quite creative and may be very suitable for the taste of immortals, but this taste is still a bit strange to us ordinary people."

Before Keqing could speak, Zhongli, who had finished tasting all three dishes, drank a glass of water under Paimeng's admiring eyes, and then slowly began to comment on these dishes.

Hearing Zhongli's words that he almost told Ming that the food you made was terrible, Keqing felt a little anxious. You know, immortals are always superior. Now that Zhongli said that, Keqing was very worried about staying behind. Zhenjun Yunjuefeng was angry and cleaned up and left.

Just when Keqing was feeling anxious for Zhongli, Keqing couldn't understand what happened next, because after being commented by Zhongli, Zhenjun Liuyun borrowed a few words and said, "It seems that the immortal's The magical cooking machine still needs to be improved a bit more. After that, Zhenjun Liuyun borrowed the wind and flew away.

Seeing Zhenjun Liuyun Borrowing Wind's back gradually disappearing into the sky, Ke Qing blinked in confusion, no, when did the immortal become so easy to talk.

(End of this chapter)