[Western Fantasy] Magic Chef

What Moore thinks about is how to improve his strength. When the strength reaches a certain level, he will feel his own way. Moore firmly believes in this. Who is not affected by fantasy novels? The person who created this book is a Chinese , naturally in some cases, they can reach the end equally.

The ingredients he uses for cooking and the appearance of monsters are all created based on the prototypes of facts. Moore started digging from himself, and his path is very clear. It is in front of him, and he doesn’t need to think at all. He didn’t sense it, which shows that his strength is not enough Come on, it's all in vain.

He doesn't know Adair's path, he can feel it, the road is ahead, but he can't touch it, there is a knot in his heart, the rules set by God, the creation cannot become a god, and cannot sit on an equal footing with the main god.

Moore said angrily: "Man is a creation, a dragon is a creation, and an elf is also a creation. Didn't they just become them? Can't you break through the boundaries of your heart?" He asked, Adair had nothing to say, and Moore looked at His eyes, firmly said: "You can, you can find!"

Adair suddenly smiled, yes, he can, just now he suddenly felt the road ahead of him, "I have an idea, and I need to verify it further."

He went on to say: "Do you know the priesthood of the Lord God? He was born from the darkness and brought the brilliance of the stars. He weaves the fate. No one can escape his control and the control of fate. Since God let me Participating, how could it not be a test for me, I hate this feeling, but I understand that he really intends for me."

understand what?Kill Fan, or inherit his throne?No no, Adair must have learned her own way from it.

Moore felt that he had been running around all his life, and he must settle down. After his physical strength recovered, he still felt unbearable. Adair began to show his profound knowledge, reading history books, and counting the locations of fallen gods .

"Who are we looking for? At least four people, how to divide, we are so lucky?" Suddenly felt whimsical.

"Find two spares, one Leonard and one Moses." Adair began to analyze the attributes, Moses is wind, Leonard is fire, the focus is on Leonard. Throughout the ages, all godheads have been It was recorded that some were blocked, some died, and some were already in the Kingdom of God.

Moore pointed to a few words, the god of lights, the attributes are combined, dead, and the location is clear, but Adair didn't like it, he looked like a third-class god at first glance, turned countless pages, saw a few words, hope The dawn of the dawn came, and there was a feeling that it was him. The next words made him frown. The advent of hope was accompanied by the extreme darkness. Only by igniting hope in the extreme darkness can the godhead be elicited.

The currently known dark place: Dark Demon Realm, those guys don't know what darkness is, what is hope, and they wish for chaos.

Next, let's look at Moses, they have to be kind, and it will be difficult for them to explain when Leonard is on top of them.

Reminiscent of Moses' character and experience, too bright seems not good, like a gentle wind, Moore has nothing to count, and everything is left to Adair, he just needs to follow, Adair decided to go Basraka Valley.

Moore leaned on a cane and used it to explore the way. They must not disturb anyone. They were wrapped in clothes, like ordinary passers-by, fleeing wherever it was safe, like a group of dingy mice.

Moore's exposed skin was camouflaged and rough, and his outstretched hands were peeled off, looking extraordinarily lean. Adair couldn't tell anything except his height, and his blue hair turned brown, revealing a change of color. into golden brown eyes.

They seem to be mixed among the refugees, and they are quite fast. When they sleep, they ride Binbin, and they continue to move forward, and they follow them. After traveling day and night, they finally arrive. Their exposed eyes are so painful from the wind that they dare not open them. Seeing the surroundings through the cracks, the ubiquitous wind, the echoing voices of children laughing, and the corpses of monsters can be seen everywhere, no wonder they will come here to get food without any effort.

In the empty valley, there was nothing, Adair stood in front of Moore, and Moore followed behind, feeling the ubiquitous wind all over his body, passing through his body, a slight coolness, very gentle.

"Are you coming to play with us?" The child's laughing voice disappeared in an instant, and the laughter echoed, making it difficult to distinguish between men and women.

"This is the wind baby born by the wind. They are very naughty, but they are very gentle to life. Don't worry, find the wind tree." According to the legend, the place where the goddess of breeze sleeps. No one came to bother her, humans never knew, so his godhead stayed here safely, maybe they would have other surprises.

Walking to a certain position, they suddenly entered the shadows, took a step back, the sun was shining on their bodies, the surroundings did not change, the moss covered the ground in front of them, and there were no big plants, what happened.

Moore didn't hesitate, stepped in, and seemed to come to another world. The flying butterflies and flowers everywhere were not what should be in the world. They were surprised!

Standing in front of her was a woman with a tall body, wearing a skirt, with her hands spread out, her hair fluttering in the wind, dotted with lovely fruits, this is the goddess of wind?

Moore walked over. They were only as tall as the goddess's feet. Moore touched her skirt and passed it through with his hand, feeling the height slightly cool. Fortunately, he didn't touch the body when he passed through it. He retracted his hand embarrassingly and stroked her hair awkwardly.

"Wind dolls grow on the hair of the goddess. We must coax them down and let them follow us voluntarily." Adair began to tell stories, gathering many children who loved and wanted to hear.

Moore also followed. In his memory, when he was a child, he liked to pretend to be an adult the most. He began to talk about how to go outside to play, how not to be beaten when he got into trouble, and how to sneak a drink when his father drank. Say what you do.

Adair looked at him strangely, and finally couldn't bear to disturb him, and said: "So you still have these thoughts, don't teach children badly."

Fengwawa was actually around them, and they couldn't understand a word, so it didn't hinder the hearing and felt lively and powerful.

A fruit fell from the hair to their ankles, rubbed against them, and Moore picked him up, with words on it!Feeling dizzy after a closer look, Adair took it over, "Guardian wind."

"Take it back, let Moses plant it, and be their child in the future," Moore put it away, looking at the tree expectantly, expecting a child to fall, and giving him all the expectations. After all, the tree did not fall Down.

"Don't look, luckily it didn't fall off, you can only teach one to fail," he was still quite reliable, but he was a little excited at this time.

I don’t care about the return trip. They rode Binbin for one night, and they returned to the imperial capital. The imperial capital was filled with excitement and endurance. After inquiring, they found out that Moses had come, and his deeds spread among the crowd.

Moses, who was riding a horse, straightened his back, smiled and waved, gesturing to the crowd, saw a direction, and smiled even brighter.

"He is very majestic!" The silver armor, with a painting of a bird of paradise on it, is about to fly, and there is no sign of distress at all. The leader hates him. Moore looks at him, and looks down at himself, like a refugee. He is also an excellent handsome guy, how did he get reduced to this point? If he was wearing an outfit and riding a white horse, what he would still get were not flowers, but rotten vegetable leaves.

For the first time, Moore felt the importance of image.

"I heard that he murdered the general. This is the latest news from the imperial capital." Please, he murdered, don't smile so brightly, don't cover your flushed face, this lady, next to you is your fiancé.

"He can't make all men jealous. All men want to be him. It is said that he has become a sword master," an old man discussed with Moore tacitly.

Moore pulled Adair out of the crowd, "I can't breathe, let's go to a place!" Moore finally cared about his own image, the hair that was cut unevenly by himself, the furry beard, the clothes on his body, no The gray ones are sacks.

It's a shame to stand with Adair.

His hair was changed into a fashionable hairstyle, and his clothes were also changed. The recently popular noble knight outfit, with a small kitchen knife on his back, seemed to light up his whole body.Adair doesn't like Moore who is all shiny, which means that he may be peeped.

He felt that he could work harder tonight, so that he wouldn't have to get up tomorrow.

An order came from the palace to hold a debate at the gate of the temple tomorrow, so that the God who holds the truth can witness, what is the truth, this evening is destined to be restless.

In the luxurious prison where Moses is located, a food delivery person came in one afternoon. The surrounding environment is extremely beautiful, with huge crystal windows, the sunlight pours in, the remaining white snow in the distance presses the branches, and the delicate flowers emit a charming smell , Merseus surrounds the wind, removes all the smells, nightmare flowers!

A person came in from behind, Moses said: "You shouldn't come, I will face endless assassinations until the sun rises, take me to the temple, confess my crime, they will win and share the spoils."

"No, I will accompany you, no matter what you go through, I can't watch you die, do nothing, just lie in front of me covered in blood, we are lovers, the closest people apart from blood relationship!"

Speaking of the emotional part, Leonard kissed her fiercely, not caring about anything, not about the reputation, saying, this person is his lover, and they are the closest people.

"I can't take it anymore, your father, let's face it together, we will face it together, ignore the boring emperor, I'm going to snatch you away and become my husband, and I'm yours too husband."

The person hiding outside asked in a low voice: "Should we take advantage of them and act unpreparedly?" The one beside him gave a glare, "Don't talk too much, and take action after reading."

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