"It's in!"

Melissa, the French female judge, exclaimed and opened her mouth to the camera. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

When the audience saw this, their faces were weird.

Previously, the camera had been focused on the five judges, and what the audience could be sure of was that Melissa didn't move her teeth, just swallowed the barbecue......

And then...... The barbecue melts?

"Melt in your mouth" is a very exaggerated description, referring more to how the meat tastes than to import, which really melts on the tip of the tongue like melting snow. It's not scientific at all.

But fantasy ingredients are inexplicable by science, let alone even more wonderful forbidden ingredients.

Perceiving the cold atmosphere, Melissa thought that the audience didn't believe it, so she walked to a nearby camera in a huff, opened her mouth more for the camera, and her tongue showed out, "Believe me, it's really in!"

This female star is very bold and open, so the broadcast screen has switched to a close-up of a woman's mouth.

"Wow-"

There was a commotion.

Because, Melissa's tongue seems to be glued with colored star dust powder, and the specks of fluorescence are shining against the background of the pink tongue.

The scene was silent.

"What's wrong?"

Melissa looked back at the strange eyes of Mas and Chiyo Aichi, she didn't know what had become of her mouth, she muttered casually, she frowned slightly and rubbed her chest and said, "It's strange, the body is hot......"

Boom!

The heart pounded.

The heat flow, coming out of the stomach pouch in waves, the food that had previously flowed spontaneously into the stomach pouch, was clearly undergoing some kind of change.

"What's going on!"

The other four judges have their own reactions.

The French judge covered his neck, and an unhealthy red tide appeared on his face, "Hmmm......"

North American cowboy judge Noyce didn't bother to sing ballads, half of his face was hidden in the shadow of his cowboy hat, and his shoulders were shaking uncontrollably, holding back something.

"Colored ......"

The Persian beauty judges untied their silk headscarves, and their long hair poured down.

She opened her mouth as well.

But unlike Melissa, the Persian judges resisted the urge to swallow their food, and the mouth was drenched with water, and the sticky egg wash and another colored gravy were entangled with each other, and the colored spots of light were increasing and flashing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The whole tongue is paralyzed, as if the acupuncture points are blocked.

After a while, the stunned expression was somewhat relieved, and the taste buds gradually recovered, and unexpectedly, there was a faint bitterness, like a maggot entangled in the nerves.

This is the taste of egg wash.

Then, the umami aroma of the egg wash exploded.

Bang.

Melissa and the Persian female judge chaotic heads suddenly became clear after the big explosion, and a trace of bitterness in the egg liquid was so clear that they were not completely confused when they stuck to the spiritual platform.

What the ultimate gate, what the kingdom of bliss, everything no longer exists.

If you have to describe it, it is that the secret sauce of the 'Zhuan Long Pot' brought to the judges a few days ago was similar, and it was suddenly weightless, and it was pushed to the edge of the universe by the turbulent waves.

However, this time, the judges can go up and down, and the strange taste of the egg liquid forms a rope that is constantly entangled.

This rope is wrapped around the judge's waist, like a safety rope for bungee jumping.

"Ahh

To heaven, to earth.

The rope was tightened and retracted, and Melissa was catapulted into outer space and pulled back again, like a falling meteorite passing through the atmosphere...... She screamed in surprise but with fear, covered her head with her hands, and squatted on the stage shivering.

Chiyo Aichi was frightened and stepped forward to help Melissa, but unexpectedly, another judge was screaming nearby.

"Oh-"

"Exciting!"

North American cowboy Noyce suddenly whistled, took off his hat, and stared at the ground with excited eyes, in his field of vision, the carpeted ground of the stage, already an atmosphere full of clouds, he was descending sharply from outer space, and the outline of the land was quickly clear.

The remaining three judges either fell backwards uncontrollably or clung to the placket of their clothes.

The Persian female judge was afraid of heights, so she simply threw herself on her ass and sat down on the ground.

Half a day.

When the egg liquid and the gem gravy were tightly entangled, and the stomach bag returned to its usual temperature, the five judges also woke up one after another.

But for a long time, no one spoke, and each judge maintained the previous posture, either sitting down or standing, with a strong aftertaste on his face.

"The ......"

Chiyo Aichi cautiously spoke, breaking the silence of the stage, and said, "Do you want to continue tasting, or do you want to comment immediately?"

"Eat!"

The French judge strode forward, stood in front of the cooking table, stretched out his chopsticks to his plate, picked up a piece of barbecue again, dipped it in the egg mixture, and swallowed it with his mouth, his face suddenly flashed with satisfaction.

For a while, the judges only cared about eating.

Mas kept his face calm, stared at the strange bowl of egg liquid, and took advantage of the judge's aftertaste, took a clean chopstick, dipped some egg liquid and placed it under his eyes to observe, his pupils shrank slightly, "This is ......"

The neglected egg wash also hides a faint glimmer.

After hesitating, Mas gritted his teeth, stuck out his tongue to test the poison, and gently licked a little egg liquid on the chopsticks. But as soon as his tongue retracted into his mouth, his baby's face immediately turned purple, and he hurriedly threw away his chopsticks, and took a few steps back.

"Chef Mas!" Chiyo Aichi Mongol, not knowing what was going on.

"Don't come here!"

Maas raised his hand and lowered his head slightly.

Xia Yu's eyes froze.

A trace of cold air invisible to the naked eye was permeating the Orlando vice principal's body, and soon, Maas's skin condensed fine Xiaoice particles. From Xia Yu's side perspective, he found that Maas's eyebrows and face seemed to have climbed a layer of frost.

Seeing this, Xia Yu almost shouted, Oh Ri!

"Gourmet cells!"

"Ice?"

Thinking of Maas's two resonant ingredients, the pure white 'Rose Mushroom' and the 'Golden Salmon Roe' taken from the deep sea, Xia Yu suddenly understood, it turned out that Maas's cellular ability was in the ice aspect, no wonder he could easily control the 'Flesh of the Flame Horse', and his obvious attribute restraint ah!

In addition, Xia Yu concluded that Maas must have other unrevealed abilities.

Like what...... Keep ingredients fresh with gourmet cells!

"Phew!"

At this time, raising the palm of his hand in front of his mouth, Maas opened his mouth and spit out, and the egg liquid condensed into Xiaoice pieces and slipped into the palm of his hand. He casually kneaded the ice cube into powder and looked up into Xia Yu's eyes.

The camera is focusing on the review, and the interaction between Mas and Xia Yu is only noticed by a few people on the scene.

Silently opened his mouth, his lips moved, and the giant passed his lips to Xia Yu:

"The second forbidden ingredient...... It's you who wins!"

"Fluke!"

"Hey, a fluke?"

Maas shook his head, glanced at the bewildered hostess Chiyo Aichi, walked over and easily snatched her microphone, faced the crowded arena, and said seriously:

"I throw in the towel!"