The Nine Godheads

Even if these old ladies have seen many strange cooking methods, they also know that this time the small Yelang is indeed a failure!

Their eyes on the little Yelang are complicated, and most of them are also full of incredible colors!

This is a small Yelang! How can it fail? ! How can it fail? ! !

Xiao Yelang’s body was shaking, his eyes staring straight at the pot’s already vague dish, just repeating it: “How could this be... how could this be...”

"Ah, you are not very good at this dish!" Hong Xiaobao laughed happily: "It is a sin to be your ingredient!"

The little Yelang’s body is stiff, and his face turns from white to red. This is not the sentence that he just ridicules Hong Xiaobao! At this moment, I will see the dish that I have already vague, and his face is ugly. After a while, Hong Xiaobao said that the ants themselves just stepped on the road and said that they would not let Hong Xiaobao lose so ugly...

The words are so full, but I have done such a pot!

The little Yelang was holding the Wulan root in the same place, his hand twitching gently, and the pot that had been steadily suspended in his hand also showed signs of instability.

"Good kind of Hong Shidi!!" Chen Yu's identity is the start of the meal, the location is relatively close, he naturally sees everything clearly, think of all kinds, I am afraid that this is the most exciting one on the field, I saw him He kept waving his fist and yelling.

"The!" and the rice bowl is also a look of excitement, although he is quite confused about the fact that the little Yelang will miss the hand, but this does not prevent him from being excited: "This shameless person should be like this!!"

The monthly repair is a look of doubt. He felt a little wrong. Today, Hong Xiaobao’s behavior is quite strange. Although he knew Hong Xiaobao for a few days, he at least had a preliminary impression. In his impression, Hong Xiaobao is somewhat jubilant, but not as good as today! And that's a small Yelang! This is the person who knows the most and the most, the person who should not miss it! Is it true that Hong Xiaobao has nothing to do with this?

In addition to these few, other people watching the small Yelang is also a lot of discussion.

"The little Yelang is afraid of being awkward at this moment!"

"This is no nonsense! Can you feel good?"

"But the little Yelang actually misses it? This is a little unbelievable!"

"There are people who have lost their hoofs. They are ordinary people, and they are inevitable."

"Oh... I also said that even if I can't eat it, I can see a medicinal meal that is comparable to the ninety-nine dishes, but it is... oh!"

"Hey, you're going to draw dragons! You're going to hurry!" Hong Xiaobao is happy, he is not a mean person. Originally, if you win, you will win. Why do you waste so much? The opponent is uncomfortable, how many more can he get? However, the little Yelang used the disgraceful means to force the cabinet owner to retreat, let the whole cooking club hate the bones first, and make a speech to himself, not to mention the fact that there is a meal, Chen Yu and two people waiting for Hong Xiaobao to avenge! When I stretched my neck, I squatted into the pot of the little Yelang: "Is this black stick in your hand, and the dish in this pot is better?"

"..."

"puff……"

Everyone has no words, and they can't help but laugh out loud.

"This person is also ignorant, what is this aggressive?"

"Hey, you are awkward? Just a little Yelang is not saying anything, ants are sinned? Why don't you say it!"

"You have to get it, don't say anything, see the real chapter under your hand, Xiao Yelang has lost his hand, there is nothing to say."

After all, this world is still the age of strength, and everyone expects too much for Xiao Yelang. At this moment, this moment has collapsed and the language has gradually become unwelcome.

Xiao Yelang’s body is still shaking slightly. He only thinks that the sight of the world at this moment is a sharp arrow on his body, his chest is undulating, and his eyes are black.

puff--

The little Yelang has already spurted out of the blood, and the pot that has been suspended in the cool way and the Urumqi roots have fallen to the ground.

"Hey!"

"Not good! Hot fire!"

"This will not faint this?"

"Wake up!"

"..." Hong Xiaobao did not think that this guy's psychological quality is so weak, but what is the saying that this little Yelang brain is not very agile, so it is so embarrassing to faint, then it is not just fooling past? Too stupid! Too stupid!

The judges are also entangled at this time.

It’s clear that it’s a failed diet... do you want to taste it?

A few old people looked at each other and asked each other with their eyes.

This may be the case in the regular season, but it’s a terrific wife in the playoffs! Originally, the salt is put more, the soy sauce is less common, and some of the elixir are also common, but all the whole pots are burnt to coke... Maybe the playoffs in the history of Yueyuecheng It doesn't exist!

"Eat! This is the purpose of our coming here!" A white-haired old man tangled for a minute and then sneered with the great spirit of "I don't go to hell, who went to hell", and said that it was still a small Yelang, "take Come!"

"Okay." The maid did not say anything. He took a moonstone knife and started a piece of it - yes, it was "block" right! Perhaps the soup that can be calculated in blocks under the sun is rare. The whole pot soup is divided into more than ten pieces, one by one in front of several judges, and finally three pieces are placed in the first seat. before.

Although everyone has already prepared for the opening of the food, it is really difficult to look at the black lacquer!

For a while, the white-headed old man took a deep breath and put this darkness into his mouth...

"Hey...hey!!" The white-headed old man almost spit out this mouth, Scorpio! What is this taste! Like the bitterness of bile, there is an unspeakable smell. What's even worse is that it tastes a lot of sand!

The white-headed man is very optimistic about the future of Xiao Yelang. He is still thinking about maintaining his face. He wants to try to swallow this mouth, but at the entrance, the sand has already had a squeaky feeling, and at the same time, it’s hard to say. Very rushing, very stuffy taste spread from the mouth, the white-headed old man forbeared for a while, trying to swallow it. This is how to maintain calm: "The taste is a little bad, I hope the little brothers work hard..."

The judges next to him were all lacking in taking the lead. It seemed that it was not too difficult to get into the mouth when he tasted it. At the moment, they all tried to eat it.

On the first seat, the middle-aged man with imposing manners stretched his hand toward the old man in the robe: "Let brother, please!"

"Please have a hair! It’s hard to eat pigs on this thing!" The old man in the robe screamed and laughed a few times: "Or come."

The phrase "feeding pigs is too difficult to eat", but the following many judges have been smashed in. These judges are not mortal, but they are just head down, obviously this old man is extremely jealous!

"puff!"

"Hey! Hey!"

"What is this stuff!"

Almost at the same time, the judges spit out the food in their mouths, and the neighbors were even more angry and looked at the white-headed man who took the lead.

"How is this old man like this, is this thing you are embarrassed or what? Is there a 'poor taste?'? You are not a heart..." This man is burning in anger, is about to attack, but suddenly It’s a glimpse: “Hey, what's wrong with you?!”

I saw that the white-headed man’s face was purple, his eyes were round, and he slowly fell backwards...

"Hey, save people and save people!"

Fortunately, Haoyuecheng is really an expert in how to deal with food poisoning, and soon the doctor will carry it down.

Xiao Yelang looked at it all stiffly. He only felt that everything he was squatting was slowly falling and falling. He just looked at the black pot with a little residue on his mouth: "How... how could this be, how could this be... ”

"The two don't eat, but my city owner has to try it." The moon night smirked and said that he used a white stone spoon to dig a small group. This thing has been burnt like carbon, but Under the spoon of the moon night cream is soft like tofu brain. Put a little bit of moon cream into your mouth and chew it a few times.

"Citylor! Don't!! Toxic!!" Some of the judges below are the people of Haoyuecheng. Seeing this picture immediately rushed.

"Right right, the city owner, don't!! This thing is not something that people eat!"

Everyone spoke out, and the little Yelang was watching it all, only feeling that his thoughts and beliefs were slowly falling apart...

The moon and night creams turned a deaf ear, and after chewing a few times, they slowly swallowed and shook their heads: "This medicated diet is too violent, highly toxic, and fails."

"Yes! Failure! Complete failure!!"

"Zero zero!!"

"Zero!"

"I... I have something to say!" The crowd was talking, and the sound of a dying sound came over, and everyone saw it, but the old man who was poisoned by the food stood up.

Hong Xiaobao immediately rejoiced at first sight: "Ah! The knife is coming!"