I only have one level

Chapter 63 Seven Sand Country ([-])
The wood grain quickly flew away from the moa's nest, and the moa stared at the wood grain. Fortunately, they can't fly, otherwise the wood grain would be difficult to parry.

Fortunately, Shayu was still waiting in place and did not leave. When Mu Wen flew near Shayu, his mana had been exhausted and he was unable to fly anymore.

"I finally understand why the chefs here have to know so much, and it is so difficult to get a single ingredient. If you want to make more advanced dishes, you will have to deliver food to monsters in minutes." run away.

When we arrived at Qisha City, it was already dark, and Jusige Shabi was standing in front of the city gate, waiting for Muwen.

"How about it, have you got it?" Jusi Geshabi asked, Muwen nodded and said, "But how do we feed everyone?"

Jusgshabi smiled and said: "I have a solution, I know how to cook the liver, please take a rest, I will need your help tomorrow morning."

Wooden followed Jusi Geshabi to his home. His home is really a so-called barren house. The whole house is made of stone, and the moonlight can still shine in. There is a wooden board lying on the ground and a There is nothing left in the pot.

"You don't want to say let me sleep on the plank." Wooden said.

Jiusge Shabi said: "Of course not." Muwen breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's my door, how can you sleep, you can rest there." Juskashabi pointed to a rope hanging above his head.

"Rope? Do you think I'm a little dragon girl?" Mu Wen said in surprise, a thick hemp rope was hanging above her head in the air.

Juskashabi took the rope down, walked to the wooden tattoo and said, "It's very comfortable, trust me." After that, Juskashabi began to wrap the rope around Muwen's body, sometimes around the crotch, Sometimes it goes around the arms, and sometimes it goes around the feet. It didn't take long for the wood grain to be tightly bound.

"Why do I feel that something is not quite right?" Mu Wen said, before Mu Wen could react, Jusi Geshabi pulled hard, and Mu Wen was suspended in the air, his hands and feet were tied up, only his head could be forced Activity.

"Is it very comfortable, and you don't have to worry about falling out of bed."

"That's because you don't have a bed at all!"

"Good night." Jusgshabi completely ignored Muwen's protest, tied the rope and went to the side to sleep.

The more Mu Wen struggled, the tighter her strangled, said: "Why...it feels quite comfortable." A sense of drowsiness welled up, and Mu Wen soon fell asleep.

"Get up soon." Mu Wen was hung like this all night, although the real time has only passed half an hour, and the sun outside has already shone in.

Mu Wen's condition has all recovered, and was finally put down, Mu Wen said: "I've been having nightmares all night, next time don't try this kind of thing randomly."

"It's time for us to go." Jusgshabi was dressed in purple, with a kitchen knife stuck in his waist, and he looked like a strong man who hadn't returned.

"You don't want to chop him, do you?" Mu Wen looked more like he was going to fight.

"I'm going to get back what belongs to me!" Joskashabi puffed up his chest and went.

Qisha Kingdom still looks lifeless, it seems that only when they are eating, they will recover a little energy.

"Do they look like this every day?" Wooden asked.

Jiusgeshabi nodded and said, "The dishes cooked by Feizang Shadiao are only sold once a week. Except for this day, the whole city is no different from a dead city."

"It's you again, why are you here?" Jiusi Geshabi and Mu Wen were stopped by two guards before they entered the palace.

"Ask Fizang to make a sand sculpture, and if he wants to get something like that, he will fight me to the death." Josi Geshabi said.

"It's just cooking, it's not as exaggerated as a fight to the death." Mu Wen said.

The two guards discussed it, and one of them rushed into the palace. Mu Wen waited for a while, and then the gate of the palace opened, and the Feizang sand sculpture and the dwarf wearing the crown came out together.

Fei Zang Sand Sculpture came out with an even more excited face, and said, "You really have what I want?!"

Jusgshabi held up the green gemstone brought by the wood grain and said, "That's right! My father's relic, the chef's soul, is in my hand! If you want, you can have a life-and-death chef's fight with me."

"Fuck? You just took it out? You can snatch it away!" Mu Wen said.

Fei Zang Shadiao laughed and said, "It's up to you? Well, I will convince you to accept your challenge. If you lose, I will give you the chef's soul. What do you think, Jiu Sisha, Hey Your Majesty."

The dwarf immediately nodded, showing a little excitement underneath his listless look.

"Are you sick? You have all the power, and you even bet a hammer with a commoner. If you just grab it, the whole show will end. It's also amazing. One dares to speak and the other dares to bet." Mu Wen couldn't help but said.

The Feizang sand sculpture gave the guard a look, and the guard ran to the side of the palace gate and rang the big bell placed there.

With two bangs, everyone in the city immediately reacted and gathered together at an alarming speed.

"What is the life and death of a chef?" Mu Wen asked Jus Geshabi.

"The chef's life-and-death battle is the highest honor of the Qisha Kingdom. Two chefs have to risk their lives to cook a dish. In the process, either party may die." Jusi Geshabi said.

"How can cooking a dish be life-threatening?" Wooden couldn't imagine.

Feizang Sand Sculpture shouted, "Up to the ring."

I saw the sound of metal colliding and iron chains rubbing in the air, and the middle of the ground slowly parted, revealing a big hole. The big hole was getting bigger and bigger, and the gates of the palace were all separated. At least hundreds of aunts could be accommodated together at the same time. Dancing in the square.

The big hole in the middle slowly raises two platforms. On each platform are two stoves made of ceramic tiles. There is an iron chain bridge between the stoves, and a little Hot air, full of magma below.And in the middle of the two platforms, a platform filled with various food is raised, on which are placed various monster materials and condiments, which is very spectacular.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Mu Wen felt like he didn't know where to start complaining: "Say you are mentally retarded, and you can make such a powerful mechanism. Say you are smart, you have such a powerful mechanism for cooking in a competition, take it Go to fight for hegemony in the world, how can you grab a quarter of the world and come back."

"Get on the stage!" Fei Zang Sand Sculpture slowly walked up to the platform with one of his subordinates. He and his subordinates stood on the same stove.

"Let's go too." Jiusgeshabi took the wood grain and walked onto another platform. The stove where the wood grain was located only had a pot and a few plates.

"The chef's life-and-death battle is ready to start. You must cook three identical dishes within a limited time, and then give it to His Majesty to taste! Get ready! Lower the knife!" said the guard below.

"What knife?" Mu Wen didn't hear clearly.

Suddenly, with a click, several huge pillars suddenly rose from the ground between the platform and the platform, and with a bang, a huge half-moon machete passed by.

On the iron chain bridge between each platform and the platform, there are two huge iron knives passing by regularly. People standing on it, just need to touch it, will basically die without a whole body.

"So, is that why I can't cook?" Mu Wen looked at the huge machete in front of him and fell into thought.

(End of this chapter)