Silent...

The octopus and beard meat was actually roasted.

This was a bit beyond Bu Fang's expectations, but he did not give in to Bu Fang too surprised.

Although there is no octopus beard meat, there are many other meats.

Demon frog meat, dragon claws, dragon tails, etc.

These ingredients taste very good when cooked.

A piece of demon frog meat was placed on the black iron plate by Bu Fang, and the hissing heat immediately evaporated and spread to the sky.

The flat pan spatula was held and pressed continuously on it, causing the juice from the demon frog's meat to flow out, and the milky white juice flowed on the iron plate, which immediately made the heat and smoke filled the iron plate.

The fragrance of the fat of the magic frog meat lingered, making the eyes of the people around him suddenly lit up.

Many people were drooling and staring at the piece of meat on Bu Fang's iron plate, and they couldn't wait.

Of course, Bu Fang is very calm. Cooking requires a process, and waiting is actually a hard work.

far away.

Xuanyuan Xiahui ran over quickly. The latter's eyes were a little red and his whole body was shaking. His temperament seemed to be a little different.

The magic baby meat on the iron plate has matured and is constantly trembling.

The colors are all red and the meat fragrance spreads.

Sizzling...

The wine sprinkled, the oil splashed, and the flames soared into the sky.

A large fire was burning on the iron plate.

After Xuanyuan Xiahui arrived, there seemed to be bloodshot in his eyes.

"Come back so soon? Did they lose?"

Bu Fang kept moving in his hand, and looked at Xuanyuan Xiahui in confusion.

Xuanyuan Xiahui nodded, and was extremely silent.

Seeing Xuanyuan Xiahui's appearance, Bu Man understood that these little guys... must have been tortured.

As for how miserable it is, Bu Fang is not very clear. It must be miserable if he loses so quickly.

Of course, this is also an incentive for them. If they can overcome this psychological shadow, their future achievements may be broader.

"Come here."

Bu Fang exhaled gently.

He waved to Xuanyuan Xiahui in the distance, which made the latter stunned.

"I?"

Xuanyuan Xiahui seemed to be a little confused about what Bu Fang asked him to do.

"Come here, help me watch the fire...just stabilize the current situation, wait for me to come back from a competition."

Bu Fangdao.

Xuanyuan Xiahui widened his eyes. Is there any such operation?

Are you back from a match?

Shouldn’t we just close the stall now and go to the competition?

The opponent is not a small minion. The Black Wind Continent has three semi-saints and two nine-star true god realms. This strength is not comparable to them.

Although he believed in Bu Fang, if Bu Fang did not show some respect, he would likely capsize in the gutter!

"Boss Bu..."

Xuanyuan Xiahui was suddenly a little anxious.

However, Bu Fang ignored him.

Just handed him the spatula.

Xuanyuan Xiahui subconsciously took the spatula, and then his eyes suddenly changed...

boom!!!

The terrifying impact suddenly hit his spirit.

Xuanyuan Xiahui felt like she was hitting the wall head-on, as if blood was about to gush out of her mouth and nose.

Very stressful...

After taking over Bu Fang's cooking, he suddenly felt the terrifying momentum.

He always thought Bu Fang's cooking skills were generally third-grade immortal chefs.

Now it seems... he is still too young.

Third-grade immortal chef?

Boss Bu, I’m afraid he has already reached the level of Lin Chu!

The pressure spreading out of this dish made him instantly sweat flow down his forehead, and he didn't dare to feel distracted at all.

For fear of being distracted, it would destroy the dishes.

"Everyone, I'm sorry, I need to go and compete in the game. The business will be suspended first. When I come back, the business will continue."

Bu Fang glanced at him and said.

Then, Bu Fang lowered his sleeves, took his hands in his arms, and stepped out one step.

His figure immediately walked towards the ring in the distance without any hurry.

Everyone around was confused.

Can this still be done?

Half-cooked cooking, go back to a competition?

What kind of competition is it? How important is cooking in competitions?

But they naturally didn't say this.

Many people followed curiously.

If the little chef was beaten and seriously injured, wouldn’t they have the chance to eat their dishes again?

This is not allowed.

In front of the ring, a group of people were surrounded.

However, as Bu Fang walked, another group of people were brought.

These people came in one after another, like the river water that was circulating into the river, which suddenly crowded the crowd.

The noise is getting worse and worse.

Bu Fang walked slowly.

Beside him were monks from the West Buddhist Realm who were very familiar to everyone and appeared in the first team competition.

Mo Yan saw Bu Fang, his eyes were red, and tears seemed to be spinning in it.

In her arms, Zhu Yan, who was beaten into a pig's head, mouth and nose, was bleeding. Her whole body looked extremely miserable...

Bu Fang remained silent.

It's really miserable. Zhu Yan, who was arrogant at the time, is now miserable like a dead dog.

Bu Fang sighed for a moment.

However, his heart was also slightly shaking.

After all, Zhu Yan is also a member of the fairy kitchen world. He now represents the fairy kitchen world, so he naturally cannot sit idly by.

Moreover, when he participated in the competition, the Lord of Ditai asked him to take good care of these little guys.

On the ring.

Fang Yu roared like crazy.

The bones all over my body were twitching, as if they were making crackling sounds.

The strong man from the Black Wind Continent played with the kitchen knife while using one hand torture Fang Yu so hard that he could not move.

"Weak...too weak!"

The strong man from the Black Wind Continent grinned.

A look of contempt flashed in her eyes.

far away.

The powerful people in the Vajra Realm laughed loudly, and the laughter was filled with mockery.
To be continued...