All Things That Eat Halberd Are Reborn

The moment she lost her voice, the great witch was heartbroken.

Thanks to Mr. Tiandao Hongjun for his salted fish stab.

Gratitude is the blade of my profiteer.

Thanks Huashu for the monthly pass.

Thanks for fake faker's monthly pass.

Thanks to the believers of Kami - the monthly ticket of Shuiyue.

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Think about it carefully...

What the Master Chief said is really reasonable, there seems to be no need to slow down the update process by saving manuscripts...

Just touch Yu...

Falling into deep thought... Or should we keep doing two changes every day?

Chapter 63. Brother Zheng is awesome

How can she, a priestess, raise objections to the incomparably supreme divine sacrifice?

"Have you waited for the Far Eastern witches to forget even the most basic etiquette?"

Sure enough, Shihuang's unparalleled eyes fell on the great witch.

"Should outsiders be allowed to interrupt the conversation between the widow and the priest?"

"Get out!"

Shihuang's sword eyebrows condensed and his long sleeves swept away, the wind howled and all the candles were extinguished.

Accompanied by a series of collisions and muffled hums, the door of the clean room opened and then closed again.

Outside the clean room, the witches who fell into a bunch of gourds endured the pain and supported each other to stand up.

"Elder witch/grandma, are you alright?" Xuechuan Shiratori and Xuechuan Yuue hurriedly went to help the elder maiden who was sitting on the ground staring at the sky for a long time.

After pulling the great witch with cold hands and feet several times without success, the two finally realized what was wrong. They looked in the direction of the great witch and saw that the beautiful scene of the blue sky, white clouds and snow peaks in the past disappeared.

Dark clouds, boundless dark clouds covered the sky, and the place where the eyes could see was awe-inspiring pure black.

Among the black clouds, under the thunder and lightning, the majestic dragon body of the black dragon and a pair of huge golden pupils that opened in anger can be seen faintly.

"What kind of existence did His Highness Mo Bai invite here!?" The faces of the three of them were ashen.

"Hey! Is there a witch?" Dojima Yin, who was still trapped in the barrier, looked at the dark clouds rushing down from the top of the snow-capped mountain and knocked on the barrier, trying to attract the attention of even one witch.

As the proud son of heaven, when did he suffer such grievances?

Didn't eat breakfast, didn't eat lunch, didn't seem to have dinner, and now it's raining?

But people had to bow their heads under the eaves, Dojima Yin sighed and continued to shout.

"It's raining! Collect your clothes!"

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Indoors, the dark environment is like a sinking black heart.

The first emperor shook his sleeves again, and the room was bright again.

The extinguished candles miraculously rekindled here.

(③④②⑨⑥⑦④⑥⑤)

The light dispelled the darkness, but Mo Bai didn't look relaxed at all.

The luminous dishes all changed to luminous patterns, but he still failed to get Shihuang to serve his chopsticks after all.

Helpless is the adjective that best fits Mo Bai's current state.

"What I said is good and very good, I just comment on your cooking skills and creativity." After sweeping away all the witches with one sleeve, Shi Huang continued to comment on Mobai's dishes as if nothing had happened.

To him, the witches are just ants. The ants crawled on the shoes and just kicked them away.

There's no point in bending over and crushing it with your fingers.

This is the bearing that a tyrant should possess.

"But if I reveal my desire to eat shark's fin, the entire Chinese culinary world will start a war because of the shark's fin delivered to me."

"Even the top dragon-level chefs in the culinary world will tear their skins and launch food halberds at each other."

"It's just like the bowl of dragon's wings I ate more than ten years ago." Shihuang, with a look of aftertaste on his face, pointed to the soup noodles on the white porcelain plate, which were still shining with light spots, and the platinum Yulin ship. "Two dishes."

"What you can think of, Long Chef has already thought of it."

"What Dragon Chef can do, but you still can't."

"Compared with Dragon Chef - it's barely eye-catching in terms of presentation."

"The aroma of dishes is mediocre."

"You can find ingredients everywhere." Shihuang shook his head lightly, and the jade string in front of the crown shook accordingly. "Rare in the watch world doesn't mean it's rare in the inner world, and being rare in the market doesn't mean it's rare in Dragon Kitchen."

"This kind of cuisine that can be seen everywhere in China can't arouse my interest." Shihuang said, his eyes fell on Mo Bai.

"Can't arouse the appetite? But this is already the dream ingredient at the bottom of the box at the Xuechuan Shrine, right?" Mo Bai frowning and racking his brains to find a way, made him a little surprised.

Ever since he succeeded in overthrowing the heavens and the day of King's Landing, after passing numerous assessments, some of the chefs who were beaten by him knelt down and begged for mercy, and there were also those who cried bitterly and thanked themselves for escaping the victims...

But Mo Bai's iron-headed baby who has been thinking hard to get him done, is honestly the first time he has seen him.

Shi Huang, who was already curious about why Mo Bai, who was in the watch world, could be selected by the gourmet window in the inner world, inevitably became interested.

"No! There is also a fantasy ingredient." Mo Bai thought of the four-star fantasy ingredient Hell Ice Bass that was given up from the beginning because the cooking was too difficult.

Mo Bai, who had not yet faded from the little golden figure, suddenly raised his head. "I need a moment."

"I'm sure!" The interest in Shi Huang's eyes grew stronger. "Of course, I won't make things difficult for you."

"Being with this group of witches with alien blood, what you summoned me to ask is nothing more than the things on the Ice Continent."

Shihuang slowly raised his index finger in front of him.

"If you can come up with a dish that can make me eat chopsticks before dawn—"

"Why don't I give you the entire continent of ice?"

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Maybe... this is the boss.

Leaving the clean room, Mo Bai, who had withdrawn from the statuette status, was knocked out of his wits by the bomb dropped by the first emperor.

That last sentence is literal, right?

Brother Zheng is awesome (clench his fist and break the sound, jpg)

"Senior? Senior!"

"Ah?" Hearing someone yelling in his ear, Mo Bai came back from the state of wandering in the sky.

"Your Highness Mobai, how is the situation?" The big witch supported by Xuechuan Shiratori had hope in her eyes.

"The one extended the time limit until dawn." Mo Bai patted his cheek, the burning feeling prompted him to break away from the light joy all over his body.

If he wanted to eat this tempting cake, he had to make dishes that could impress Shi Huang's chopsticks.

"Is the Supreme Foot Shark Wing Emperor Soup already the most advanced recipe in your Xuechuan Shrine?" Mo Bai asked.

"Except for steaming hell ice perch, yes." The big witch said helplessly.

"Hell ice perch is prepared for me, and I need more ingredients."

"And prepare two sets of Hanfu for me. I need to take a bath and calm down first."

"It seems that we can't rely on Xuechuan Shrine's recipes. Steaming Hell Ice Bass is difficult, but it may not impress Shihuang." In the bathhouse, Mo Bai rubbed his temples and looked at the night sky covered by dark clouds in a daze.

"For Shi Huang, the taste is actually not the most important thing. The first condition that can impress him is that he has never eaten it before, and the second is that it can make him feel refreshed."

"Of course the taste must not be too bad." Mo Bai, who felt that he couldn't think of a good idea for rubbing his bald head, turned to Xiao Bai. "Xiaobai, do you have any ideas?"

"I don't have any ideas about the dishes, but I do have some ideas about Shihuang's ideas."

"What do you think?" Mo Bai looked at Xiao Bai helplessly, why did he play word games.

"I'm thinking about it, Shihuang is more interested in you than in your cooking."

"Huh? Interested in me? What...interest...interest can he have in me..." After a chill, Mo Bai suddenly rushed out of the inner room with a carp from the hot spring as if he had caught some inspiration. Pulled a yukata outside, wrapped it up, and went straight to the shrine kitchen.

Xue Chuan Shiratori, who was serving Mo Bai in Hanfu, was stunned and took a long time to recover. "Wait, where are you going, Your Highness Mo Bai?"

"I want to understand, isn't the first emperor interested in me the most about why I can be recognized by the food window?"

Why is he recognized by the food window?

Why did the two ceremonies set out to fetch the century soup?

There is only one answer, that is, on the day of the top battle finals, he made the first completely luminous dish in an extraordinary state, which was evaluated by Coulson as the [Mountain and River Explosion!The wind is raging! 】.

Thanks for having a blade with a good name.

Thanks for the hot strips of cross control.

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Suddenly I feel my body being hollowed out...

I took a nap, got up, and posted a little late...

Keep sleeping……

Chapter 64. Nothing to do & Communication with Ingredients

Spiritual Time House.

Mo Bai stared at the Hell Ice Bass that had been copied on the chopping board, lost in thought.

Although it is guessed that Shihuang was inclined to taste [Mountains and Rivers Burst!The wind and the raging waves], but if only the nine-star dishes are served, I am afraid that next year's two ceremonies today will be able to visit Mo Bai's grave.