Task to create recipes!

Very ordinary feeling?

Xia Yu glanced at the system frame and was surprised. His eyes swept to the detailed text below, and he was hissing and breathing in his mouth like a squirting wind.

(Have you jumped on the dragon gate? Are you satisfied? If not, please create a "must-kill" recipe to prove that you are already standing at the height of the Dragon Realm...)

This is to let him create the ‘Dragon-level Kill’ recipe!

Xia Yu, who understood the task, was simply awakened and held his forehead and said, "It's indeed a big incident!"

As far as he knows, a group of old dragon chef monsters in the Chinese world have created a "killing recipe" that condenses all their own soul-eating figures. It is not enough to describe it as rare. You can count from beginning to end with a slap.

What is 'must kill'?

Special chefs have a must-kill, Lin chefs have a must-kill, and of course there are Long chefs.

Everyone knows the 'must kill', and do not use the hidden dragon. It is usually regarded as a trump card by the chef. Once it is used, it will be killed!

Xia Yu knew what it meant to him to create a dragon-level killing recipe.

"This system allows me to reach the sky in one step!" I sighed secretly.

Is it difficult?

certainly!

This task is not overstated by red warning text. At least now, Xia Yu has no idea about his "Dragon-level Killing". He opened his eyes in the cabin and looked extremely confused.

Capitalized confused face.

...

Baiyulou.

Today, the Chinese food holy place in the Forbidden City is decorated with lights and red carpets from the main building to the palace wall gate.

Inside, inside, outside, outside, are disciples of Baiyulou who are busy setting up the venue.

Whispers came from the corridors and pavilions:

"Have you heard that this grand event is to welcome the young demon king."

"nonsense!"

"Who doesn't know that the devil will be awarded the name of "Qilin Son"..."

In a courtyard, a male and female apprentice who were whispering in a low voice, glanced at Ye Feizhou who was waving in the distance, and suddenly fell silent.

Ye Feizhou was ordered by his master and was about to come to the gate to welcome the distinguished guests.

On the way, he could have listened to all the gossips in the building, but Ye Feizhou was not in a state of turmoil. It would be better to say that he had already admired the elected person of "Qilinzi", and could not have any jealousy in his heart.

Looking at the younger generation in the Chinese world, "Qilinzi" does not belong to that young demon king, who else can it be? At least Ye Feizhou knows it himself, and he can't fight, and he will not be shameless and say he is qualified to fight.

"Brother Xia"

At the gate of the palace wall, Ye Feizhou saw a man and a woman get out of the car, his eyes immediately lit up and shouted to the young man carrying the kitchen utensil box.

The boys looked at each other and interspered.

The two smiled.

The friendship between gentlemen is as light as water.

Ye Feizhou led Xia Yu to a villa and placed him here, and said, "Tomorrow, the ceremony of honor will officially begin. You are the protagonist. You must not delay any trouble. I will come here on time to call you."

"By the way!"

"Tomorrow's ceremony, according to the rules, you must be a national live broadcast and make a dish that meets your cooking skills. The judges are those, the leader, Kong Chun, the master of the Pavilion, Wei An, Wei Qiyan, and the leader of Yan Qiyan. By the way, the fifth one is the 'Tianji Star' Mr. Wu Tong and Wu."

Xia Yu said "Walk slowly".

He didn't take it seriously when cooking at the ceremony.

At this level, this kind of temporary test is just a formality, and live broadcast is nothing new. Now that Xia Yu heard the word "live broadcast", he was calm and calm inside, without any slight uneasiness or panic.

His mind is full of troublesome task of "Kill Recipe".

Damn it.

Where should I find a little bit of "thread" in my mind?

"Ah, I'm going to die!" Xia Yu rubbed his face, and Maki Morita immediately jogged over to pinch his shoulders and loosen his muscles. He thought the boy lamented that he was tired from the train.

While Xia Yu and his party arrived at the imperial capital and entered Baiyu Building, another restaurant in the imperial capital.

Yan Qi and Xia Qing look at the palace walls from afar.

"Huang He has left the country with his beloved disciple Luo Tiangang, and he left quietly. Luo Tiangang is also affectionate and righteous, and has not abandoned his master who has lost his heart. Baiyun Pavilion has been removed from the Chinese food world, and this matter has come to an end."

After saying that, Yan Qi paused, looked at the old friend's quiet and serious face and said slowly: "Your revenge should end here, right?"

Xia Qing heard the sound and smiled faintly at the corner of his mouth: "Are you afraid of Wu Tong?"

Yan Qi's face was shocked.

"He has been thinking hard over the years... In short, I can't understand how much progress his cooking skills have made, but since he dares to covetously and have strong desires for that position, his ambitions are likely to match his cooking skills..."

"Tianji Star" Wu Tong, no mountains and no water.

However, through a large national ceremony such as the title of Qilinzi, it is not difficult to find that Wu Tong is already one of the five people with the best prestige and cooking skills in the Chinese world today.

If Kong Chun and Wei An are the number two and third characters in the Light Realm, then in the Dark Realm, Wu Tong is the number two characters under Yan Qi.

Even Yan Qi, the leader of the dark world, described this "Sky Star" as an infamous and commented on breaking through the sky.

At this time, Xia Qing, who was silent, suddenly said: "The old ghost Zhu Ji has not moved these years. Is it because he has also felt the threat from Wu Tong?"

Yan Qi was surprised, "You know all this?"

"I guess."

"..." Yan Qi's eyebrows twitched.

"You also know the nature of the old ghost Zhuji. The dragon head was not originally named Zhu. The Zhuji came out of nowhere a few decades ago and fought all the way from Shuchuan. At that time, the food industry called him the Demon King of the World. At that time, he was playing restaurants everywhere, looking for famous masters to write war books, and using their own recipes as a bet. The winner won the recipes that the other party gathered all the essence of cooking..."

"The slutty temper and the love of fighting are the comments of the previous generation of dragon leaders on Zhuji Lao Gui, and then he is the leader of the Chinese world."

Xia Qing is very clear about the details of "in-laws".

He added with a lot of fun: "Speaking of this, the most loud battle before the old ghost of Zhuji ascended the throne was to defeat Brother Yan, who was also the candidate. From then on, Zhuji washed his hands with golden basin, as if he was restrained by that chair and had no more gambles."

Yan Qi, who was exposed to his old scar, couldn't bear to worry about his face and scolded him with shame: "Those things have passed."

But Yan Qi sighed in the next sentence:

"That chair is a recognition of Zhu Ji, but it is also a restriction and constraint on him. Just like Sun Wukong's tight spell, the previous generation of leaders had good intentions."

"No more"

Xia Qing shook her head, turned around and picked up the phone on the table, opened the address book, and called a phone number.

Yan Qi silently watched Xia Qing call his grandson.

After all, on the list of tomorrow's guests, Wu Tong has the right to question the elected "Qilinzi" and has the right to vote for the veto. Although the so-called ritual ceremony is an ostensible act, Xia Qing, Yan Qi and Bai Yulou all know that the turbulent tide that had already opened ten years ago will definitely not simply calm down.

If Wu Tong did not snipe, the young demon king who was successfully awarded the name of "Qilin Son" will be the well-known "Crown King". What is he an old man who competes for the throne with a young and powerful boy?

"Take your dishes and dishes... shut up Wu Tong!" Xia Qing said a word and hung up.

Well.

Xia Yu was in the bedroom of Baiyulou, scratching his hair and grinding his face with a bitter face.

What kind of "Qilinzi" ceremony is going to be complicated?

but……

He grinned his teeth slightly and glanced at the inventory.

‘Stone of Source’*3!

Just as the stones were gathered together, which golden frame kitchen skill should be upgraded to the final "source" stage? Xia Yu murmured to himself, can cooking dishes with the skills of the source make Wu Tong shut up?
Chapter completed!