Quick Travel: The fishing beauty refuses cannon fodder

In the past few days, Shi Rong followed Saint Lorne and searched the town and its nearby mountains, forests and villages, but could not find any trace of Carlyle.

The kind-hearted little succubus comforted the Holy Son kindly, touched his tail and horns, and kissed him. He was very considerate and made the Holy Son look at him much more tenderly.

It looked like he was obviously moved.

In this regard, Gogia said that he has the right to speak. Lord Shirong is worthy of being Lord Shirong. In just a few days, His Royal Highness the Holy Son obeyed his words, which is really majestic!

At this moment, Master Shirong was lying on His Highness the Holy Son, demanding: "Saint Lorne, go and ask that old man Ywhite to make wheat bread for me."

After living in the town for a few days, Shi Rong accidentally ate the wheat bread made by Iwhite. He was so shocked that he wanted to eat one every day.

But he wanted to save face, and Ywhite had something to do with his mother. In order not to betray his father, Shi Rong could only groan and ask Saint Lorne to ask Ywhite for him.

A hint of helplessness flashed in Saint Lorne's blue eyes. Grand Magister Ywhite made wheat bread, obviously to catch this idiot succubus, and this idiot actually got fooled...

But the way the little succubus acted coquettishly towards him was so cute that Saint Lorne really couldn't refuse him, so he agreed softly: "Okay."

Shi Rong's beautiful eyes curved, and with a snap, she kissed the side of Saint Lorne's face, and said sweetly: "Saint Lorne, you are so kind, I like you the most!"

The little succubus's eyes were very bright, and her tone was cheerful and sincere. It was clear at first glance that it was not a lie.

Saint Lorne's heart moved, and she suddenly wanted to kiss him.

But the impatient little succubus pulled his arm and urged him. Saint Lorne had no choice but to follow Shi Rong and walk towards Ywhite's shop.

When they arrived at the door of the store, the little succubus hid behind the door, with only a furry head exposed, and said in a low voice: "Saint Lorne, I want two more!"

Saint Lorne did not remind the little succubus. With Ywhite's strength, he must have heard his voice long ago. The little succubus's actions were completely useless.

He just nodded, touched the little succubus' smooth hair, and walked into the store.

Sitting in front of the counter, Ywhite saw Saint Lorne walking slowly. He glanced behind the door and snorted: "What are you doing in my store?"

St. Lorne seemed a little embarrassed on his face. He took out a few gold coins and said with sincerity in his eyes: "I want to try the wheat bread made by Grand Magister Iwhite."

"Hmph." Ywhite snorted heavily. Although he was completely disappointed with the temple, he had grown up in the temple and still had some affection for the people in the temple.

Seeing the virtue of the dignified Holy Son, he was just like when he was young, he was stunned by a little succubus, and his heart was full of hatred that iron could not be transformed into steel.

He glared hard at the door and raised his voice: "I don't know, when did the Holy Son of the Holy Temple become so greedy?"

The little succubus, who was picking at the door with her ears raised, squeezed the door handle tightly in anger.

Damn it, what does it mean to be greedy? When he was willing to eat the bread from this stinky old man, the stinky old man should be grateful!

He swore that when he got tired of eating this bread, he would never see the ugly face of this smelly old man again!

St. Lorne seemed to be very ashamed by Ywhite's remarks. He lowered his head and admitted his mistake honestly: "Grand Magister Ywhite's lesson was right, but this bread..."

Seeing St. Lorne's appearance, Ywhite couldn't bear it any longer. He knocked on the table and shouted: "That little succubus behind the door, come in."

? ! ! How did the smelly old man know he was behind the door?

Shi Rong reflexively wanted to run away. When he thought that Saint Lorne was still in the store, running away like this seemed a bit unconscionable, so he controlled his expression and entered the door with his head held high.

"What do you want me to do, stinky old man?" So what if there is delicious bread? He is a grown-up, and he is not willing to give in for a bite!

Ywhite didn't care about Shi Rong's title. After all, the succubus clan had this kind of virtue. They were not afraid of anything. Except for beautiful women who could give them some respect, no one else would even think about it.

Ywhite didn't change the topic with him and asked directly: "You want to eat my bread, right?"

"Hmph! Who wants to eat your broken bread?" Shi Rong blushed and refused to admit that he was a greedy person. "The food made by my father is much better than yours!"

Ywhite bristled his beard in anger. He felt that when he lost to Shi Shengchen, it was because Shi Shengchen could cook weird oriental delicacies that captured Li Daisi's heart.

For this reason, he has been thinking about making delicious food for decades, and he thinks that his cooking skills are not inferior to Shi Shengchen's, otherwise he would not put great effort into making wheat bread to seduce Shi Rong.

He slapped the table and said, "Little succubus, are you serious, my cooking skills are really not as good as Shi Shengchen's? If you are serious, I will make a hundred wheat breads for you!"

Shi Rong rolled his eyes.

His mother often taught him not to look at the process when doing things, but rather look at the results.

This smelly old man seems to have a grudge against his father. If he really said that the smelly old man's cooking skills were not as good as his father's, would this old man really give him bread?

Certainly not.

But it's just a comparison of cooking skills, and his father is not here, so praising the old man will not cause him any loss...

"I thought about it carefully, Uncle Ywhite." Shi Rong smiled sweetly and said in a friendly voice, "Your cooking skills do seem to be a little better than my father."

Shi Shengchen's son admitted that his cooking skills are better than his! Ywhite was extremely excited, as if the knot in his heart for many years had been opened, and he felt relieved.

"You are indeed an honest little succubus!" Iwhite's old and thin face wrinkled with laughter, showing unprecedented enthusiasm: "Little succubus, sit down. I will make a hundred bread for you now!"

Shi Rong narrowed his eyes, "Thank you, Uncle Ywhite!"

Saint Lorne felt a little complicated as he looked at the great mage who had been coaxed by the little succubus with just a few sweet words.

He always felt that this scene seemed familiar, but he didn't want to admit it. Although the little succubus is carefree, her movements are obviously still very unfamiliar, so she can't think of the bad things about the little succubus...

Besides, if the little succubus didn't really like him, why would she keep pestering him?

Moreover, Saint Lorne did feel love in every move of the little succubus.

But if the little succubus really changes her heart one day...

His Royal Highness the Holy Son lowered his eyes, his eyes dark.

Then lock him up so that he can't go anywhere.

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Hey hey hey, I can save the manuscript on Saturday and Sunday, and tomorrow the little succubus will be able to eat up St. Lorne and run away...tea bag! tea bag!