"Old 2, don't scare people, okay?" a strange and hearty voice came from the ground. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info saw an ancient knife handle appear in front of Tang Huo in the ground.

"Yes, yes, pig's feet are usually shiny, but when they appear, they will turn the other person into a mixture of man and woman. An extremely sarcastic voice rang out.

"You guys, don't laugh at Lao 2, can you dig out a few of our brothers first!" The old voice that had just come out sounded again.

Tang Huo wiped the cold sweat with his hands and slowly stood up. "Alright, alright!" he digged sharply. Under his digging down, something in the ground finally appeared, oh no, it was kitchen utensils. He carefully arranged it and found a slicing knife (for slicing food), a chopping knife (for chopping and cutting), and a multi-purpose knife (especially suitable for cutting fish fillets). Vegetable spatula, soup spoon, colander and large chopping board.

"What the hell are you 7 of them!" Tang Huo looked at the 6 kitchen utensils in front of him suspiciously.

"Don't forget me, boy. The middle-aged uncle's voice sounded from behind him.

"That's right. I almost forgot about you. Tang Huo turned his head to look at the bone chopper. "You're just remembering it now. All right. There is me, a graceful and suave person who looks like Pan An, known as a pear flower pressing begonia, handsome slag, invincible, people love flowers and flowers, drive and see cars to plant the beauty of high eight buckets. ”

I saw the turquoise board on the side flying. flew straight to the boning knife that was still stuck in the wall, "Shut up, you are a bad old man who is more than 1,500 years old!" I saw the chopping knife smashing into the wall fiercely, "We are the soul of food, the so-called soul of food refers to the kitchenware that grows and changes in the voice of absorbing ingredients, and we are the kitchenware that creates new life." The multi-use knife technique on the side made an old voice.

"The soul of food???? "Generally speaking, the soul of food is delicious food, which is eaten by people and animals, and various moods in the mouth and heart. The ingredients are recognized, the food itself will have a beautiful and curious energy absorbed by the producers and materials, and strange phenomena will occur when the limit of the producers and kitchenware is reached, such as us. ”

"You guys, you're just a bunch of kitchen utensils that can move and talk, not to mention that the system ability in the novel is so amazing!" Tang Huo said disdainfully.

"What do you say, boy, I'm going to duel you. Those who lose, don't smash, don't smash. The board on the side looked at the bone chopper and smashed it again. "Xiaoyou, we are the soul of food, and our functions are more than that. Hehe. "Use more knives, and there is a bit of mockery in the old man's voice.

"Xiaoban, take him to our territory!" "I'm so tired, Xiaoban received. A young man's voice came from the board. I saw the board flying quickly into the sky. "What is this for?" Tang Huo looked at suspiciously, but the next second Tang Huo was afraid. The board fell from the sky and smashed at him. "My mother, you murder," before the word killing, he saw the kitchen utensils next to him throw himself into his arms.

Smack, 9 people, no, one person with 8 kitchen utensils disappeared into the alley. The next moment, Tang Huo found himself in a spacious square. "This is the kitchen of the soul." "Old, happy, domineering, heroic, joyful, desolate, sad, innocent 8 different voices sounded in the ears. I saw an old and wise old man standing beside him, an old woman with a happy face, a middle-aged uncle full of domineering atmosphere, a young man full of pride, a little girl bursting with joy, a big fat man full of otaku atmosphere, and a lonely and poignant woman.

"Aren't there 8 voices, only 7!!, and that's what happened," Tang Huo said in surprise. "I'm below you" Tang Huo looked down and looked, good guy, a little kid with a lollipop in his mouth and a small glasses hanging between the bridge of his nose squatting on a blanket. It looked like Dr. Verdi in the governess, and I saw the blanket slowly fly up, floating the little bout.

"This is the kitchen of the soul. "Soul Kitchen?" "Soul Kitchen is the world of every food maker, we are the soul of food, that is, those 8 kitchen utensils, we can take you to your food soul kitchen. Here are links to dreams, books, comics, novels, fairies, gods, endless planes, whether you want to be real or illusory. Here you can learn the art of the Alien Plane, master the talents and abilities of the Otherworld, and achieve your own peak to the Throne of Soul Food. It can also help others rebuild their lives. The old man said impassionedly.

"Boy, dare you fight alongside us, we will help you create everything in the Soul Kitchen. We will create a world of food, when the time comes infinite life, infinite food. When the time comes, there will be nothing in the heavens, the groundwater, the sea, space, and time for you to eat. The cold voice of the domineering man came, and he pressed his fist as he spoke.

"Well, okay, okay" Tang Huo subconsciously shuddered and immediately said after seeing the domineering man.

"Alright, the contract is made," I saw a parchment roll appear in the little boy's hand at some point. As soon as the words fell, a large purple mouth appeared in the sky. He opened his mouth and swallowed the parchment, and said, "The soul contract, life and death depend on each other, and they will never abandon it." Become an immortal and become a demon, become a god and become holy. Life and life must not be betrayed, the host is alive and the kitchen utensils are saved, and the host is dead and the kitchen utensils are eliminated. Qi Cheng!" opened his mouth in the air, and eight purple golden rays of light submerged into the foreheads of the nine people.

I saw that the foreheads of the humanoid souls of the soup fire and the eight kitchen utensils were glowing purple. A purple, blackened eye stood upside down in the middle of Tang Huo's forehead like a god Erlang. The other 8 people (let's call them people for now) all have their own kitchen utensils on their foreheads.

"Interesting, the soul of food that has not been seen for thousands of years gathers in the holy land, is this a festival to open up the food?" No one knew that there was a pair of eyes that revealed joy in the big mouth.

Then the gulp disappeared without a trace.

"Aren't there 8 voices, only 7!!, and that's what happened," Tang Huo said in surprise. "I'm below you" Tang Huo looked down and looked, good guy, a little kid with a lollipop in his mouth and a small glasses hanging between the bridge of his nose squatting on a blanket. It looked like Dr. Verdi in the governess, and I saw the blanket slowly fly up, floating the little bout.

"This is the kitchen of the soul. "Soul Kitchen?" "Soul Kitchen is the world of every food maker, we are the soul of food, that is, those 8 kitchen utensils, we can take you to your food soul kitchen. Here are links to dreams, books, comics, novels, fairies, gods, endless planes, whether you want to be real or illusory. Here you can learn the art of the Alien Plane, master the talents and abilities of the Otherworld, and achieve your own peak to the Throne of Soul Food. It can also help others rebuild their lives. The old man said impassionedly.

"Boy, dare you fight alongside us, we will help you create everything in the Soul Kitchen. We will create a world of food, when the time comes infinite life, infinite food. When the time comes, there will be nothing in the heavens, the groundwater, the sea, space, and time for you to eat. The cold voice of the domineering man came, and he pressed his fist as he spoke.

"Well, okay, okay" Tang Huo subconsciously shuddered and immediately said after seeing the domineering man.

"Alright, the contract is made," I saw a parchment roll appear in the little boy's hand at some point. As soon as the words fell, a large purple mouth appeared in the sky. He opened his mouth and swallowed the parchment, and said, "The soul contract, life and death depend on each other, and they will never abandon it." Become an immortal and become a demon, become a god and become holy. Life and life must not be betrayed, the host is alive and the kitchen utensils are saved, and the host is dead and the kitchen utensils are eliminated. Qi Cheng!" opened his mouth in the air, and eight purple golden rays of light submerged into the foreheads of the nine people.

I saw that the foreheads of the humanoid souls of the soup fire and the eight kitchen utensils were glowing purple. A purple, blackened eye stood upside down in the middle of Tang Huo's forehead like a god Erlang. The other 8 people (let's call them people for now) all have their own kitchen utensils on their foreheads.

"Interesting, the soul of food that has not been seen for thousands of years gathers in the holy land, is this a festival to open up the food?" No one knew that there was a pair of eyes that revealed joy in the big mouth.

Then the gulp disappeared without a trace.