Chapter 91: Leading the Hatred

"I told you. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info I taste four plates of meals, or flower wine. ”

"If I find a problem with the medicinal diet or flower wine, you lose, and you will be removed from your master's name."

"What if you lose?" Liu Sandao asked coldly.

Sikong rolled up his sleeves, put Zhou Tianxingchen in front of the camera, and said with a smile: "If I lose, this watch made by Master Xiong Kun will be given to you!" ”

At the same time, inside Junlianxing, a luxury era villa.

Under the resplendent gold, Master Xiong Kun lay comfortably on the sofa, and tasted the best tea for a long time.

Blowing the hot air comfortably, one of Xiong Kun's master craftsmen casually rested on the coffee table made of golden sandalwood.

Master Xiong Kun looked at the live broadcast screen in front of him, and he was still indifferent, as if he was watching children playing and making trouble.

Even, I was still thinking about how to take away the lost crafts on Sikong without revealing any traces.

"It's just an ordinary person, if it weren't for the recent news that the wind has been a little tight, it would have been cleaned up a long time ago......"

Unexpectedly, a familiar mechanical watch broke into his eyes.

The blackened star-iron carved body was so familiar to him.

The strap woven with the tail feathers of the Nine Dead Fire Phoenix, he used to wipe it day and night!

It took him ten years to personally go to the 'Chaotic Dao Star Domain' and die nine times to find a piece of Star Iron.

After that, he even risked his life and went deep into the civilization of cultivating immortals, killing a nine-dead Mu Huo Phoenix, but he was chased by the immortals and lost most of his life.

It took him 50 years to create this original, low-key and luxurious master's mechanical watch, Zhou Tian Xingchen.

"Zhou Tian Xingchen, my Zhou Tian Xingchen! It's you! Bastard thing! ”

Xiong Kun's eyes are vicious, where can he not recognize the commonplace who has changed his face and looks like a person.

His face was pale, he smashed the blue and white teacup worth hundreds of thousands to the ground, kicked open the golden silk nanmu coffee table, his eyes turned into flames, and directly burned the screen in front of him into green smoke.

He couldn't wait to teleport to the Ninth Gathering Star immediately, and slashed Sikong!

"We don't want your watch either. As long as you kowtow in front of all the audience and say, 'The dignity of the master is not to be blasphemed.'" ”

In the sea of cherry leaves, Lu Hao spoke loudly.

Although Sikong's mechanical watches are extremely precious, even a master craftsman can only make so many in his lifetime, and even these masters are very jealous.

But there are more monks and less meat, and there are so many masters present, how to divide them?

And in the face of countless audiences, I agreed, but it inevitably seemed that I and others were too ugly.

In this way, Lu Hao naturally distinguishes the reality.

Sikong didn't hesitate, or rather, he didn't expect that he would lose at all, and promised: "Okay! Tourists, be witnesses! ”

"Look at me, how did I take off your master's hat!"

Even those old medicinal dietitians who have always been pure-hearted and indulged in lewd diets couldn't help but feel a little angry in their hearts, looked at Sikong coldly, and snorted angrily.

Sikong looked at the masters who hated the same enemy, and wanted to cut themselves to death with their eyes, and he was also frightened in his heart.

In particular, the tourists and spectators not far away looked at him even more unkindly, if it wasn't for the security guards who stopped him, I am afraid that they would have drowned Sikong with a mouthful of spit.

But instead, the life-and-death pressure brought by the murderer made him quickly hold his position.

Vowed to have a perfect slap in the face, and smashed the field of the Moon Cherry Festival perfectly!

"Well, in that case, please go to your own dining place, this Moon Cherry Festival, officially begins!"

Tang Yuan smiled and bowed, and walked towards the masters, his gaze did not leave a trace, and he looked at Sikong strangely.

'Boom la la ......'

The crowd is surging, and all kinds of people go to the valley, towards their favorite medicinal dietetic and winemaker.

"Dad, I'm going to see Sister Nanfeng, the candy man she makes is delicious!"

A little girl with pigtails sat on a man's neck, pointed to the stream with great interest, and her two little hands made the man's well-groomed hair into a chicken nest.

There are also old women and old men who walk through the crowd with support, even if they are old, the heart of a foodie is not old.

The pace is agile, the walk is like flying, and there is no sign of old age.

Although, the crowd is dense, and those who blend into the valley at this moment are probably more than 100 million.

But the valley was not chaotic, and the crowd fell into it, and there was a lot of blankness.

The technology of spatial overlap has long been promoted to thousands of households, so that mustard seeds can also be hidden in the sea.

Not to mention, the people present were all cultivators, even the little girl with braided hair, they were all practicing roughly, and they were practicing a few martial arts.

All people are martial arts, and everyone is practiced.

Surprisingly, just now, Sikong, who was eager to poke a hole in the sky, was holding a chair at the moment, and the old god was sitting in the middle of the valley.

"Who are you a student, why do you not understand the rules so much, and who is not a character of the older generation who is present! Looks like your teacher is just that! ”

Lu Hao, as a senior taster, looked at the junior taster badge pinned to his chest, and snorted angrily.

He straightened his waist and showed the badge of the senior taster.

Who knew that Sikong didn't look at him, closed his eyes and recuperated, and even hummed a little song, completely ignoring him.

Lu Hao's teeth tightened, clenching his hands, the temperature around him dropped sharply, and there were even ice crystals hanging on the moon cherry tree.

"Haha, Master Lu, it's better to see than to hear, what a fortune! Walk around ......."

A young middle-level taster came laughing, quietly resolved Lu Hao's embarrassment, and talked about Lu Hao's famous past and awards.

Originally, on weekdays, an intermediate taster like the one in front of him, he Lu Hao would not have looked at it with his eyes.

But at this time, he nodded secretly to the sensible young man in front of him, looked at Sikong with gloomy eyes, and walked down the steps of the intermediate taster.

"What's your name, yes."

As soon as Lu Hao's eyes were raised, the young man was overjoyed when he heard this, and sent a few sycophants one after another, which made Lu Hao flutter like a fairy, and the gloom in his heart faded a little, and slowly walked away with the young man.

On both sides of the stream, medicinal dietetics and winemakers are in full swing making meals and wine.

Add art and style to the daily cooking of every family, and turn dishes into medicinal food.

Countless tourists flock to witness this gluttonous feast up close.

Especially the places where those masters are located, it is even more bustling, and I don't know how many foodies are looking forward to it.

After all, there are as many as 100,000 medicinal dietetics and brewers who officially participate in the Moon Cherry Festival, but there are only more than 20 who can be called masters.

are all those characters who only exist on the Internet, on the screen, and participate in major intergalactic food festivals.

Many people are seeing the master for the first time.

Of course, visitors can also do their own and make meals and wine, which can be regarded as a parent-child activity.

"Look! The Three Swords Master actually used one hundred and eight kinds of moon cherry blossoms as raw materials! There are nine more kinds than the last King of Food! Sure enough, he is worthy of the name of the master! ”