Kitchen Bucket Theme ...... Face.

Pasta is a major category in the kitchen, and there are many types of noodles, but in fact there are very few.

Bibimb, noodle soup, fried noodles and so on...... There are many different types of basic noodle cooking, which can be divided into many branches.

With the development of the noodle category, chefs have developed more and more different ways to cook noodles, and the interpretation of noodles is becoming more and more profound.

The soup base of noodles, the selection of pasta materials, the kneading of noodles, etc., all have different expressions and methods.

The theme of this cooking fight is noodles.

Maybe it's the dog's unintentional choice.

But for the two strong chefs on the scene, it was a very difficult battle.

In the eyes of the powerhouses of the Dark Kitchen camp, Meng Qi is bound to lose.

The main thing is that the woman didn't even prepare the ingredients, and actually chose the ingredients provided by a first-class fairy kitchen.

As we all know, the level of fairy chefs is different, and the ingredients they come into contact with are also different.

Like the god and demon blood wheat prepared by Zheng Qijiu, it is a kind of superb immortal material, it is an immortal material soaked in the blood of gods and demons, and in terms of the quality of the ingredients, it is enough to crush Meng Qi.

From the very beginning, Meng Qi lost.

Of course, no one is optimistic about Mengqi's ingredients, and the ingredients provided by Yipin Xian Kitchen are better than the ingredients prepared by Chef Lin?

However, in everyone's opinion, Mengqi did not give up.

She disposed of the ears of wheat provided by Bufang.

After professional processing, the flour is made.

Start cooking seriously.

For this kitchen fight, Meng Qi didn't dare to be careless.

Seeing that Meng Qi was not affected, Zheng Madjiu was not rampant, and none of Lin Chef was easy to deal with.

As a dark kitchen that stands out from the brutal dark dark kitchen kitchen fight, Zheng Maajiu naturally will not make the mistake of underestimating the enemy.

So he also started cooking in earnest.

All of a sudden, the atmosphere became stagnant.

Everyone is afraid to come out.

Dark cuisine is a classification of cuisines researched by the chefs of the underworld.

The food cooked is dark and incomparably strange.

Making noodles is the first step, and the type of noodles determines the type of pasta they want to cook.

Whoa!!

The crimson flour flew up, and the flour made of the god and demon blood wheat in front of Zheng Qijiu was red, as if it was soaked in the blood of the gods and demons, which was very shocking.

Zheng Qijiu's spiritual power swept away, as if it had set off thousands of waves.

The crimson flour was pressed into the palm of his hand and turned into a ball of powder.

Raising his index finger, the ball of flour spun between his fingers, and crimson flour particles floated around.

Zheng Qijiu's other hand seemed to turn into thousands of phantoms and slapped on the pink ball, causing the pink ball to spin faster and faster.

The void seemed to be slightly cracking due to the speed of the pink ball.

There was a click, and there seemed to be blood-colored lightning scurrying through it.

The other side.

Unlike Zheng Qiangjiu's hustle and bustle, Mengqi's cooking is very decent.

She dipped her hands with flour, kneading the dough quietly, adding water, eggs, kneading the dough, her movements were soft, not in a hurry.

The white dough kept changing shape in her hands.

On the way to knead the dough, Mengqi was too focused to know that a strand of her hair was hanging down from her forehead, and the exquisite side face corresponded to the hair that fell down, and many people couldn't help but be obsessed.

Meng Qi seems to have already thought about what to do in her heart.

Although she is not the best at cooking noodles, as a Lin chef, she naturally has some knowledge.

She's not the kind of extreme cook, she's just immersed in researching a cuisine.

A stove surrounded by fairy energy was placed in front of her, and the stove seemed to exude a shining brilliance, making Mengqi's spirit clear.

Slender fingers rubbed over the dough.

After it was completely turned into a pink ball, Meng Qi was ready to start making noodles.

What she wants to do is ramen.

And the skill of ramen is the key.

Meng Qi's gaze suddenly froze, and the next moment his mind was highly concentrated.

Slender white fingers stretched out and dotted on the dough.

Then he pulled it up high, and his fingers were stained a little, and after pulling it apart, a slender noodle line was pulled out.

The toes lightly touched the ground, and Mengqi's figure suddenly flew out slowly.

Bang la blah.

The fairy robe on his body fluttered and made a loud noise.

The ball of pink on the stove began to spin.

As the slender noodle in his hand continued to be stretched.

The dough also begins to get smaller.

Next, an even more suffocating operation appears.

Meng Qi pinched that noodle, and actually spun it and danced.

Whoa......

A noodle, as if turned into a ribbon, swirled and danced around her body, constantly winding, wrapping her in circles, one noodle, uniform thickness.

The fairy aura spreads from it, and as the noodles rotate, it also permeates into it.

It makes the noodles burst out with a sparkling color.

The surrounding fairy chefs were all immersed in Mengqi's dreamy fairy-like picture and couldn't extricate themselves.

Suddenly!

There was a loud bang, and everyone was going to indulge.

Each of the fairy chefs looked at Meng Qi's opposite in horror.

There, Zheng Qiangjiu pulled the blood-colored noodles with both hands and slammed them on the stove, and a violent explosion sounded from the stove.

The sound was like thunder!

With each blow, the strong noodles shook violently, and the blood-colored flour floated on them, staining the noodles.

A trembling spirit followed the tremor and poured into each noodle, making the noodles strong and soft at the same time.

The five fingers opened, and the noodles seemed to have turned into three thousand blood-colored hairs, spreading out, and under Zheng Qijiu's shaking, the fine shaking slowly spread like a wave.

"This is the ...... It's so fine!"

"The shaking of the technique transmits the spirit to each noodle like a thread......

"It is worthy of the existence of Lin Kitchen, this detail operation...... It's unimaginable!"

......

The surrounding immortal chefs were all gasping, when had they ever seen such an operation?

Whoa......

Each noodle seemed to come to life and floated.

Zheng took off his hand and let the noodles shake on the other side.

He walked to the stove and took out a piece of ingredients full of monstrous aura.

Each of these ingredients is full of visual shock.

A huge fruit like a skull.

There are also spider-like spirit grasses, and some of the ingredients are even constantly wriggling...... There was a black gas spreading.

It looks creepy and disgusting.

The fairy chefs were in an uproar, and the dishes made with these ingredients were ...... What is special to eat?

Zheng Qijiu felt a burst of disdain at the horrified gazes of the immortal chefs around him.

This is the ingredient of hell, don't think it looks so unbearable and disgusting, but it is a very superb ingredient.

The crescent-like kitchen knife spun.

A crescent moon appeared behind Zheng Qijiu.

A terrifying sword aura suddenly spread...... Suppress the audience.

Meng Qi flew out of the dancing net.

I point to my tiptoes and begin to process other ingredients.

This time, she chose to make noodle soup.

So she needs to make the soup base.

Opening his mouth, a pale blue flame came out and poured into the stove, which exploded in an instant.

Put a pot in the stove and start boiling the soup base.

The city lord of Mengqi carefully put the elixir immortal materials into it.

The selection of immortal elixir spiritual materials is very rigorous.

The selection of quality and the control of quantity are all subject to strict requirements.

Grunt.

In the black pot, the soup is boiling.

The city lord of Mengqi carefully skimmed off the foam on the soup, put various ingredients into it, and continued to boil.

After putting the ingredients five times in a row, the boiling of the soup base stopped.

At this time, she began to make the final pasta.

As time passed, the atmosphere in the field became more and more stagnant.

Everyone felt as if a big stone was pressing down on their chests.

"This woman is not bad, she can still cook calmly under the pressure of Zheng Madjiu......"

Mo Xiu said with his hands in his hands.

"But...... It's just in vain. ”

Thundered!!

Black clouds swept in.

The terrifying black clouds bring terrible pressure.

The black cloud was like a monster covering the sky.

Snort!

Above the head of the city lord of Mengqi, black clouds rolled, and among them were dark blue thunderbolts.

And above Zheng Qijiu's head, the same black clouds rolled, but the thunder in it was pitch black.

Zheng Qijiu stir-fried irritably, and those ingredients that looked quite disgusting were smashed into the pot by him one after another, and began to stir-fry.

Instead of noodle soup, he made fried noodles.

As the ingredients stir-fry, a smell of vegetables has spread.

When the egg wash is poured into the pot, the rich aroma of the dish reaches the extreme, like a bomb, exploding in all directions......

Waves swept away.

The blood-colored noodles were poured into the pan and continued to stir-fry.

The thunder became more and more depressed.

Both sides know that they are in the later stages of cooking.

Rumble!!

Finally.

The thunder that had been suppressed for a long time roared down from it.

The dark blue thunder and the pitch-black thunder entangled with each other and collided together.

The Ditai Realm Lord and the others were all deeply watching the collision of thunder on the heavenly dome.

The collision of the first thunderbolt was a very important collision.

It's about the tilt of the scales between the two dishes.

Suddenly.

The Ditai Realm Lord and the others shrank their eyes.

Because they saw that under the collision of the first thunder, Mengqi's thunder seemed to be slightly faster and was blown away......

This means that Mengqi's dishes are inferior in confrontation, and the balance of victory has begun to tip in the direction of Zheng Qijiu.

Boom Boom!!

One thunder, two thunders, three thunders!!

Pitch-black thunder swept silently across the sky.

The dark blue thunder was also a dazzling and brilliant tearing canopy, colliding with the black clouds.

The collision of the two is shocking.

Disperse with each other.

The thunder collided seven times, each time stronger than the last.

Later, when the Thunder appeared, the bodies of the fairy chefs trembled.

I almost thought that the end was coming!

"Seven...... Sevenfold Thunder Tribulation!"

"It's worthy of the confrontation of Lin Kitchen...... It's horrible!"

"Facing those thunderstorms feels like facing the end of the world!"

The fairy chefs all gasped.

Lu Yi stared at the City Lord of Mengqi, and a look of fanaticism appeared in his eyes.

The peerless city lord of Mengqi completely coincides with the image of the goddess in his mind!

"You have to win!"

Lu Yi clenched his fists and let out a low roar, he didn't want Meng Qi to be deprived of his cooking qualifications and become a waste like him.

Bufang's gaze was also watching.

Is this a confrontation at the level of Lin Kitchen?

Whether it is knife work, or heat, or momentum and the heart of the kitchen, it is a perfect immortal kitchen.

Every point is accurate to the point of great precision.

Neither of them made the slightest mistake in cooking.

Almost textbook-complete and perfect!

The Seven Thunder Tribulations collided.

Zheng Qijiu slammed the pot on top of the black cauldron.

Pitch-black aura erupted like a demon from his dishes.

It was filled with pitch-black brilliance.

It looks incredibly weird and disgusting.

But it fills people with an unparalleled appetite.

"Dark Food...... Gods and demons corpse face, done!"

The voice fell.

Zheng Qijiu is a flick of his fingers.

The bowl of fried noodles slowly floated out, suspended in the void.

Everyone was in a trance, looking at that side, smelling the fragrance, as if a vast battlefield had appeared in front of them, and on the battlefield, the sound of fighting was endless.

There are gods who roar, and there are demons who roar.

One by one, the gods and demons fell, and the corpses fell into the air......

Shocking.

Airplanes......

A peculiar meaning suddenly spread from Mengqi's direction.

The warm sunlight was shining down from nowhere, and she was a little in her hands.

That bowl of noodle soup floated up.

Suspended on the side of Zheng Qiangjiu's fried noodles.

Tearing apart a world from the battlefield of gods and demons, the warm sunshine, the warm breeze, the fragrance of grass, and the sound of the murmuring water of the river......

It's like a pure land in a bloody battlefield of gods and demons.

The fairy robe around Meng Qi's body fluttered, and three thousand green silks spread around, her face was full of fairy energy, and her eyes were hazy.

"Noodle soup...... Small bridge flowing water, finished. ”

The sound of a warbler's cry resounded in everyone's ears.

Like a sharp sword.

Tear out of the battlefield of gods and demons in everyone's mind.

Everyone was in an uproar.

The dishes of the two chefs...... Finish!