God of Cooking, Monster: No, we have become ingredients

I finally understood why the disciples of Shenjian Peak were so crazy. At this time, all the disciples of Jade Girl Peak also couldn't put down the soup in their hands. They couldn't drink enough, not enough at all.

Just when the disciples of Jade Girl Peak were going crazy, the roar of the disciples of Divine Sword Peak came from the front.

"Damn it, are you okay? I can't stand it anymore."

"One bowl per person, leave some for us."

"Come over here when you're done drinking. It's our turn."

Seeing the disciples of Jade Girl Peak eating bowls left and right, everyone in Shenjian Peak was completely anxious. Do you want to drink like this? Come over here and drink.

The pressure on the front line was indeed great. Hearing this, even Hong Zun cursed.

"Go, go, what time is it? After you finish drinking, go back."

Although they were full of reluctance, given the situation, the Jade Girl Peak disciples still turned around and headed towards the front line to kill.

After drinking the soup, each of them came back to life, full of energy.

And seeing the disciples from Jade Girl Peak leaving and returning, everyone at Divine Sword Peak naturally turned around and ran away without hesitation.

Originally, six monster beasts were surrounding and killing a Divine Sword Peak disciple, but while they were fighting, the disciple dodged and escaped.

Then he was replaced by a Jade Girl Peak disciple.

"Junior sister, hold on."

"Brother, hurry up."

"Don't worry, senior brother will be quick."

During the fight, there were some special substitutions, and several demonic beasts were stunned on the spot. You thought this was a group match.

He immediately became furious. These Dao Yizong disciples simply didn't regard them as human beings.

But when faced with the siege of several demonic beasts, this Jade Girl Peak disciple remained fearless. I am a person who has tasted soup.

Scenes like this can be seen everywhere on the battlefield. Countless monsters are confused, and suddenly their opponents change.

"This is unreasonable. It's just nonsense. Look at you people from Jade Girl Peak. They are fighting. How dignified are you?"

There was only one person who was shouting curses, and this person was none other than the senior brother of Divine Sword Peak, Zhao Zhengping.

It seems like he and Zhao Rou are the only ones who haven't tasted Ye Changqing's craftsmanship yet.

But after hearing this, Zhao Rou, who had been fighting side by side, looked strange.

"Brother Ping, it seems that your Divine Sword Peak is the one who started it."

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Zhengping blushed, but he still said stubbornly.

"They are hopeless. I don't even want to say it, but Roumei, Jade Girl Peak can't be like this. You have to guide them to the right path."

Is that so? Looking around at the fierce Jade Girl Peak disciples who were charging into the battlefield again, Zhao Rou couldn't help but feel a little doubt in her heart.

After hesitating for a moment, he finally couldn't help but speak.

"I feel like this soup is really weird, Brother Ping, how about we go and try it too?"

They were completely different from each other. Hearing this, Zhao Zhengping's face darkened and he was about to refuse immediately.

Just kidding, I am the senior brother of Shenjian Peak. This is a time of life and death. How can we lose our morale because of the soup on the battlefield?

"Impossible. Even if I, Zhao Zhengping, die in battle today, I will never..."

After more than ten breaths, Zhao Zhengping entered the formation entrance and looked at the high-bone soup in his hand with a look of enjoyment.

"Mei Rou, this soup smells so good."

"It's very fragrant."

He couldn't help but take a sip, and then Zhao Zhengping froze on the spot, his eyes full of disbelief.

"This...this soup..."

"What's wrong, Brother Ping?"

"It's delicious. Sister Rou, you should try it too. It's so delicious. I've never had such a delicious soup."

Seeing that Zhao Zhengping, who had a rigid personality, could actually show such an expression, Zhao Rou chuckled and took a sip. Immediately, her reaction was exactly the same as Zhao Zhengping's.

No wonder, no wonder people are so crazy, this is not unreasonable.

"Brother Ping, it turns out that you, Divine Sword Peak, have always been eating delicious food like this."

It was completely unintentional. Just hearing these words, Zhao Zhengping was stunned. Have you been eating? Why the hell have I never eaten it?

Looking at Ye Changqing with extremely resentful eyes, he noticed a wave of resentment coming towards him. Ye Changqing, who was busy, raised his head and met Zhao Zhengping's eyes.

He had no contact with this senior brother, but Ye Changqing still smiled politely as a way of saying hello.

As for Zhao Zhengping, he only felt that the whole world was dark at this time, as if everyone at Shenjian Peak had abandoned him.

"Brother Ping, Brother Ping, are you okay?"

It wasn't until Zhao Rou's voice came that he came back to his senses, smiled and shook his head.

"It's okay. This soup is delicious and has good analgesic effect. Please drink more, Sister Rou."

"Well, so is Brother Ping. Look, you're still bleeding."

"it is good."

The two of them looked so affectionate that it made people panic, but they still stood in front of the table, blocking many disciples behind them.

Finally someone couldn't help but said.

"I'm telling you, senior brother, can you wait until the fight is over to show off your affection? This situation is critical."

"Yes, junior brother, my aorta has been stabbed, and the bleeding can't be stopped. I urgently need a bowl of soup to replenish it."

"How about you two take a few steps to the side and show off however you want."

"Can't you escape this damn dog food even on the battlefield?"

Faced with the complaints from many disciples, Zhao Rou was thin-skinned and her face instantly turned red. Even Zhao Zhengping's old face was a little unable to hold back.

"Junior brothers, I......"

He was about to explain, but suddenly there was a huge force from his butt, and he flew directly into the air and fell towards the battlefield.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Just get out of here after drinking."

Hong Zun appeared behind Zhao Zhengping out of nowhere, and without saying a word, he kicked him out.

Holding the bowl in one hand, a comfortable smile hangs on the corner of the mouth. It feels good. I finally got rid of a small amount of bad breath, and I can also collect some interest back, so that you dare to use the formation to trap the teacher.

Hong Zun is definitely not taking revenge.

I took a nice sip of the soup, and it felt a little sweeter than before.

After teaching his disciples a lesson and drinking several bowls of soup, just when Hong Zunle was forgetful, the sound of Qingshi came from the sky.

"Hong Zun, are you fucking okay?"

Qingshi was really angry. The old guy said he was going to drink soup and asked him to give it a try first, and then come back to change himself.

In order to drink soup, Qingshi also agreed.

But this damn old guy disappeared as soon as he left, leaving him alone to face the Blood Tiger Demon King and the Golden Eagle Demon King.

With one against two, Qingshi tried his best to resist, but he waited and waited but no one came, so he couldn't help but cursed angrily.

Hearing Qingshi's angry shouting, Hong Zun reacted fiercely.

"I'll go, I almost forgot."

When the surrounding disciples heard this, the corners of their mouths twitched. They are working hard there, have you forgotten?

After drinking up the soup in the bowl, Hong Zun dodged and rushed towards Qingshi.

Then the two of them exchanged words, with Hong Zun fighting one against two, and Qingshi went down to drink soup.

This scene made the Blood Tiger Demon King tremble with rage and contempt. This was naked contempt for himself.

"Ah, Hong Zun, I will kill you."

Hong Zun ignored him at all and just shouted to Qingshi.

"Hurry up. Come back and change me after you've finished drinking."

Blood Tiger Demon King.

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