Inside the Lion Palace.
In the past few days, except for occasionally eating a few mouthfuls of top-quality spiritual fruits and drinking two mouthfuls of boiled spiritual springs, Master Xiaoyan actually doesn't accept any raw or cold food.
Those top-quality spirit rabbit meat, moonlight fish, and peach blossom shrimp are top-level ingredients that every monster race dreams of, and it is a great blessing to taste a bite.
In front of her, it was all scum.
Those who are disliked don't want it!
From the very beginning, I forced myself to eat it and spit it out, now I spit it out when I see it, and then I spit it out when I smell it when I don’t see it.
Watching Master Xiaoyan get thinner and thinner, even the feathers are not so red.
Bai Chenfeng was deeply worried, and the hostility in his eyes became more and more serious, and a faint scarlet had already appeared at the end of his eyes.
After finally coaxing Lord Xiaoyan to swallow a few bigu pills, he watched her fall asleep.
Only then did Bai Chenfeng leave her room.
As soon as he left the room, his expression changed, half of his face was red as if it was about to bleed, but the other half had a gloomy blue-black aura.
Hovering ferociously under the skin, it seems to break through.
Bai Chenfeng took a deep breath, stretched out his hands to touch several acupuncture points of his own, and managed to dissipate the redness and greenness on his face.
Immediately pulled up his legs and rushed to the outside of the palace.
Before running a hundred miles, the red and green aura could no longer be suppressed, and became tyrannical in the body.
Bai Chenfeng only felt blood red in front of his eyes, and only one thought in his mind, kill!
Barely there is still a sliver of reason, so that I don't look back, and move forward, forward...
Along the way, as long as anyone who stood in front of him, no matter if it was a mountain or a monster, was strangled to powder by the green and red aura in Bai Chen's body.
After fighting for about ten miles all the way, the two tyrannical auras subsided.
The blood red in front of Bai Chenfeng faded away, and he came to his senses, the white clothes on his body had long since turned into blood clothes, and the wet stench was unbearable.
The fingertips are still dripping with the blood of an unknown monster race, and the whole person is like a hell Shura...
The gate of the Lion Palace.
Seeing so many demons applying for the job at this moment, even if the attendants of the Demon Palace were exhausted like dogs, they all agreed willingly.
At least his life was saved.
After passing the audition, preliminaries, and semi-finals, five days later, ten chefs were finally selected to enter the finals.
The final final was held in the square in front of the Lion Palace, and Bai Chenfeng was in the first place with a lack of energy, and even his feathers were soft.
Ten demon chefs lined up below, providing ingredients uniformly, and making dishes face to face for Mrs. Xiaoyan to judge.
Bai Chenfeng saw at a glance that among the ten finalists, there was actually a huge green-skinned carrot.
It's that radish demon!
How dare he come? Bai Chenfeng gritted his teeth secretly, and decided to kill him as soon as the match was over.
The game officially started under the announcement of the palace chief.
The final is the most common stir-fried butterfly meat.
For a while, the square was gleaming with knives and flames, and there was the sound of pots and pans colliding from time to time.
However, Bai Chenfeng remembered the Chuiyun Empire's gourmet master tasting meeting when he and Xiaoyan broke up.
Looking down at his bosom, he was so hungry that he didn't have much strength, closed his eyes and rested his mind, Xiaoyan, the corners of his lips curled up in a small arc.
I missed it at the beginning, but now, he has grasped it in his hands, and he will never let it go again!
Not long after, the attendants brought up the dishes that the ten demon chefs had cooked on the spot.
At first glance, not to mention the taste, at least the color and aroma are good.