Chapter two hundred and thirty-two, the smell of roast meat

When the hut had been completely incinerated and blown away by the wind, the ground of the house was empty, leaving only a cold cloud of smoke in its mouth, and Isriel, who stood beside him, his mouth already open with surprise. After a long time of shock, Isriel reached out and dragged his mouth up, looking at the cold Nebula with astonished eyes, opened his mouth to him and said: "You... you can use fire magic? Are you really a fairy? "

Leaving the deserted town, Israel followed the cold nebula closely, and though her mouth was full of little babies calling out the cold Nebula, she was still a sister to herself, but previous attempts to keep cold nebulae around by brute force have long since vanished.

Are you kidding... ? ... after seeing a cold nebula go up in flames, killing the wizard of Shiryō and his so-called ultimate monster, a faerie of such power to keep as a pet? We have to be comrades-in-arms. ? If you're a little bit weaker, maybe you need to be a thigh.

When she thought of the thigh, she could not help thinking, "whether as a thigh or as a comrade, wouldn't it be easy to get rid of all the Shiryō in the world with such a powerful faerie around? And it's a good job to warm his bed when he has nothing better to do."

Isreal blushed as she thought about it, but what she didn't realize was that Isreal was trying to warm her bed with cold nebulae, and Isreal is trying to warm her bed with cold nebulae, i have to say that power is something that can sometimes change a person's mind, and it can happen so quickly.

Just like the cold Nebula now, the general bucket will see the cold Nebula at the first sight of the thought, "Ha, unexpectedly met a lonely fairy in this wilderness, this is not God opened his eyes to make a small amount of money? It seems that you can go and some of the girls in some places to fool around for a few days. "

However, when these fighters see clearly the wings behind the cold Nebula, they will be happier and their minds will become, "Isn't it... ... This is the winged Faerie who was offered 100,000 gold pieces ? God help us, 100,000 gold pieces I'm so fucking lucky ? I met this fabled flying fairy. If we catch this guy, we can open a place like that, not to mention hang out somewhere."

But when cold nebula opens its mouth and spits out a fiendish fire, burning to a cinder those who rush at him with Gusto, it is not clear whether they will regret it or be at a loss. Or the freedom to feel the wind...

But now it was certain that something had changed in Isreal's mind, and it was certain that he would stay close to the cold Nebula, no matter who warmed whose bed, it didn't matter, what mattered was that, how to convince cold Nebula to help you realize your dream.

"What's IT GONNA take to get this cold fish to say yes? " isriel ponders as he chases the cold Nebula along the way.

"Sex Appeal? No, no, no! Girls have to be a little reserved! Punch him if he says no? I can beat him, but what if the guy with the thick head breathes fire? Or is it like mom said, you have to conquer her stomach to conquer a man? No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. .. "All the ideas were rejected by Israel, she couldn't figure out a way to attract the cold Nebula, and now she was beginning to wonder if she wasn't a fake girl, really not attractive at all?

"really? Those big city Lothario but often stare at oneself drool, still have a lot of nasty guy always to whistle to oneself, if oneself really very ugly words, those guys should not be so... "

Just as Isreal was getting lost, he suddenly noticed that the cold Nebula ahead of him had sat down behind a relatively windswept boulder, as if trying to take a break.

Seeing the cold Nebula stop in its tracks, isriel hurried to take two steps, opening to cold Nebula said: "Baby, you are tired? Should I help you sister massage? Sister, MY TECHNOLOGY IS FIRST-CLASS YO! " said the side of the cold Nebula a big Leer.

The Cold Nebula rolled its eyes awkwardly as it saw the big leer thrown at it by Isriel, "Oh, just this one wink, your massage skill first-class where, how to see how is not like the regular massage... "

Thinking of this, the Cold Nebula shrugged helplessly and said to Isreal, "Miss Isreal, I really appreciate you saving me in that small town, but I really have a mission, so... I hope you understand... "

"understand understand, I understand very much, little baby, no matter what your mission, sister I will help you, " he said as he continued to tease the cold Nebula with his watery eyes.

Confronted by ISRIEL's reckless aggression, cold Nebula was clearly overwhelmed. He coughed awkwardly to mask his embarrassment. "Is there any food? " He said

It never occurred to cold Nebula that his words, whether intended or not, had kindled an idea in ISRIEL's mind. After hearing the words of cold Nebula, ISRIEL's eyes seemed to be shining with light, "Is this little fairy really a Foodie? His first request to himself turned out to be for food... ... It seems that my mother really did not deceive me, perhaps the fairy and people are different, perhaps the original legend is to want to catch a fairy heart, must first catch the fairy stomach, maybe my mother heard wrong, oh ...... My poor mother... .. ."

"Yes, yes! My sister has many delicious things here, made by her own hands! " Said Isreal, as she reached behind her back and undid her purse.

Cold Nebula stole a glance at the bag that Isreal was carrying behind her. It contained four large and small oil-paper bags. It looked as if they were full of food.

"speaking of which, the food of the elves is so Vegan, no wonder the elves have lived so long. It's good for them to be Vegan every day, but even if they live long enough, there's no point in being vegan every day. "

As a carnivore, the cold Nebula can be said to have no meat. After eating the dry food the elves brought him, the cold nebula's mouth has faded out over the past two days, so it will be inadvertently, asked if Israel had any food on her.

Can Be in cold nebulous abdomen the Vegetarian doctrine of Faerie clan when, suddenly asked a meat fragrance, is the aroma of roast meat!

If you go into the elven Wood for the first time and you feel the sky above you and the stars are watching you, you will love it, and vowed never to leave again.

Enjoy the cool night breeze, from time to time can hear the nightingale singing, and the beloved side by side under the towering old trees on the gravel path, what a wonderful sight.

And more importantly, there are countless beautiful female elves, do not know is the male elves in the hard work of the Female Elf population is unusually high, cold Nebula in the elven woodland, from beginning to end, I met only one man, the great druid Juser, and he was an old man, surrounded by numerous tall, fair-skinned and beautiful women every day, the old man must be very happy if you think about it on your knees.

But if you live for a long time in a place where you can never see the sun... I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on much longer, the starry sky, the cool night wind, even those beautiful fairy beauty, these things are very desirable, but compared with the light, in a human heart, it still seems not enough status.

Just like the elven woodland where the elven people have lived for generations, the elven food is the same, all the food is made of leaves, all kinds of leaves, vanillin, clover, moonflower and so on, the food that these things mix makes to eat occasionally so one mouthful, can let a person feel a cool from the oral cavity through the throat, direct ooze into own stomach, whole person is so cool.

But if you eat this stuff for three or four days in a row, you start to doubt your life. What kind of species are you? Human? FAERIES? Or a deer? Anyway, you must be a herbivore.

Even the monks and hermits, who lived on a vegetarian diet for years and occasionally ate grains or even milk, were so fearsome that they ate only leaves. Even the fruits are rarely eaten, which is making cold nebula a little hard to swallow as a carnivore... No matter how much I say is also a fairy... ...

Since he ate the food prepared for him by the elves, the Cold Nebula now more and more admits that he is a Faerie, so that he can taste the feeling of eating meat with impunity, and it's not a burden.