042, romantic cells can have

"See, we won't be hungry without you," Solandal pretended to blow the smoke from the muzzle of the gun and smiled without looking at the advantage of the other party's number. "But without us, you just wait to be trapped in the mountains and become skeletons with gold coins."

Yin saw that the eyes of the people opposite him were very unfriendly, and secretly touched the arm of the blackcurrant: "Is it okay for him to say so? Yurika is a priest. Maybe there is a way to get out of trouble. What should we do if we fall out with them?

Blackcurrant glanced at Solandal, who was scratching, and replied, "That idiot is a magician."

Solandal, whose ears were sharp, immediately turned around and looked at each other angrily: "What does that idiot is a magician!" Yin hurriedly laughed: "You heard it wrong. He didn't mean that..." "Your Highness is a full-time magician! Full-time magician!"

Yin: "..." Is this guy really not the right point?

"Full-time magician?" Greer turned his head in surprise, "You?"

Solandal said proudly, "What, are you afraid?"

Greer replied facelessly, "I don't believe it."

"A full-time magician must have a six-attribute balance physique, and also be able to practice healing and necromancer - but everyone knows that it is impossible to practice both at all. Young people, there is no full-time magician in the world." Mr. Blair reminded me out of good intentions.

Solandal was about to refute, when he suddenly turned his eyes, glanced at the marinated meat dealer, and smiled, "I'm just not fooled, but I don't show you. What can you do to me?"

Even if he said so, no one dares to risk it. If he is really a full-time magician, there are at least 50 ways to destroy the whole caravan. Take a step back and say that even if he is not a magician, the superb shooting skills just now make the winning rate of the confrontation between the two sides difficult to say. Even if he can be taken down in the end, he must pay for it. At a painful price.

"Well... Why don't we have supper first?" Yin wanted to calm down the atmosphere, but Blackcurrant firmly grabbed her arm and had no choice but to seduce him with food.

Qiongqi has circled around the mountain pig several times, drooling. Blackcurrant weighed it and decided to eat the mountain pig first, so he let go of her. Yin pulled out a short knife and neatly peeled the skin of the boar, and put the bloody meat on the wooden stick that had roasted the wild deer before. Suti sprinkled salt and pepper on it cooperatively, and then roasted it on the bonfire.

Compared with the happy barbecue mode, the people in the caravan are much less calm. Several hot-tempered mercenaries have begun to curse. It seems that they want to find faults. Greer doesn't want to make trouble and stop them a few more, but it doesn't work. The bad mood seems to be contagious. After a while All the mercenaries became impetuous and pulled out their swords to surround them.

Suti picked up the cannon alertly, and Yin quickly pressed her: "No, the body you bombarded is so disgusting that it will affect your appetite."

"How can the noble goddess kill these people who have no beauty? Let me help you," Solandal, who had been staring at the mountain pork and other food with a smile, took out a thin wooden stick from his sleeve, turned around and waved it gently, "Group petrified." The approaching mercenaries turned into stone statues with their employers. The guy who had posed to attack at the front even fell down unsteadily, was kindly supported by him and pushed to the tree on the other side.

When he came back, everyone except Blackcurrant was stunned.

Petrochemical Curse • Group is the second-order and third-stage necromancer magic, the patent of the sorcerer, is this guy a sorcerer?

And everyone knows that magic needs singing time. I have never heard that anyone can launch magic so quickly, or even without singing, a password can be realized.

Mr. Blair first came to his senses and asked seriously, "The duchy prohibits the use of necromancer. Are you the spy mentioned by Captain Sean?"

Solendal spread his hands: "Spy, a profession that is neither aesthetic nor artistic, is the same as me."

"Then who the hell are you?" With Mr. Blair's extensive knowledge, he can't think of any full-time magicians he has heard of. In addition, this man followed him before leaving, so it is really difficult not to doubt his identity.

Solandal solemnly took back his humble little wand, bowed to Mr. Blair, and said, "I admire the dream of love and beauty, and respect the goddess Suti as the highest belief. The leading musician, artist and poet of the empire, Solandal Lucas, is here."

Yin beside him couldn't laugh and cry: "When did you add the title of poet?"

Suti covered her face and said, "It's none of my business..."

"Lucas..." Mr. Blair thought, frowned suddenly, and looked at him in disbelief, "You! You are..."

Solandal raised his index finger, made a boo gesture, and smiled cunningly: "You know it's enough. Don't say it, or someone here may be scared to pee in his pants." With that, he glanced at Yurika next to his brother with bad intentions.

Mr. Blair was silent and really stopped asking his identity.

Yin has long guessed that Solandal will definitely not be just a pervert. Usually, curious people are geniuses in some aspects, and it is also necessary to be confident. A person who looks weak but can make Blackcuran admit that he is very strong and tries his best to avoid it will never be an ordinary person - at least a high-level change. State.

After the roasted pork, Yin still gave it to Greer and Youlika, but the latter did not appreciate it. At the beginning, he pretended not to see what she handed, so Greer had to apologize for her again.

Blackcurrant casually glanced at the stone statues in the fog and said, "Remember to untie the curse."

Solandal, who was tasting the boar pork he hunted with his own hands, showed an exaggerated expression when he heard the words: "Oh, how can the guy known for his brutality suddenly be so kind that it's not good to make them immortal here?"

"I never kill innocent people indiscriminately." Blackcurrant firmly drew a clear line with this man.

Solandal shrugged his shoulders: "Let them spend the night like this."

Greer said worriedly, "What if they are separated from us at dawn?"

"Well... that only shows that their lives are bad." The unscrupulous magician answered firmly.

Yin laughed for a while. As soon as she wiped her mouth clean, the black currant beside her stood up and took her shoulder: "Come with me."

There have been times when he left in the middle of the night in the emerald forest. Yin thought that he was probably not enough to eat, and he had to use his unique sense of smell to look for food. But if it was okay in other places, it was foggy here. What if he got lost? So he advised, "It's so foggy. Don't go. You'll get lost."

"No." Blackcurrant said firmly that when he saw that she would not leave, he simply held her hand and dragged it straight forward.

Yin turned back helplessly and said, "Well... we'll be back in a minute." After saying that, he had been staggered. The gray-blue fog cut off his sight and could only barely see the faint fire.

The visibility in the mountain forest at night was extremely poor. The two of them were almost submerged by the fog holding hands. Every step of the blackjia lun in front was very sure, as if it was not affected at all. Yin who followed behind was not good. The fog was too thick and his eyes could not find the focus for a long time, and they soon felt eye pain.

I don't know how long it took for Blackcurrant to stop suddenly. Yin was still rubbing her eyes and bumping into him habitually: "How..." She was covered with her mouth.

Yin's head was full of question marks, and she couldn't break his fingers. She could only blink desperately, but the black currant seemed to be invisible. She covered her mouth with one hand, put her waist in the other hand, and turned a tall rock.

The thick fog disappeared as if it had been cut off, and a bright lake appeared in front of them. Countless palm-sized elves fluttered on the lake. Their wings were as transparent as cicadas, holding goose-yellow light balls in their hands, shining the dark lake as bright as the starry sky.

The whole picture is beautiful and quiet. Yin understands that if she makes a sound, she may scare these elves away. She poked the hand that covered her mouth and motioned him to let go.

"Here we go." The black currant spoke very gently in her ear.

With his sound, a string of bubbles surged up in the center of the lake, and the turbulent lake shattered the reflection of the photosphere. The whole lake became golden, and then the lake was separated with a crash, and a person suddenly emerged.

In: "..."

How could a person float up in the lake? She was a little confused. Did she play diving in the middle of the night?

The floating person's long curly gray hair covered **'s body, but it should be a woman from the curve. The elves gathered around and threw the light balls in their hands to her. Those light balls fell on her and disappeared. Gradually, the woman's long hair turned golden.

The light on the lake gradually dimmed with the decrease of the photosphere, and the fog slowly surged up. Finally, the elves and the mysterious woman were submerged in gray and blue.

At this time, Blackcurrant let go of the hand covering her mouth. As soon as Yin could speak, she couldn't wait to ask, "Who is that woman in the lake?" What are those elves doing again?

"That's not a human," Blackcurrant replied quietly. "It's a monster mermaid. Because of the curse of fear of light, it can only float out of water at night. Only when the elf collects sunlight for her can she survive."

Yin has seen mermaids in fairy tales, but most of the knowledge in fairy tales is not credible, so she asked, "Is she a monster?" He looks so similar to people that he should be able to talk.

The blackcurrant moved the corners of his mouth and seemed to want to laugh: "She can't speak, but she can eat human flesh."

The hair stood up. I dared not make a sound just now because I would be eaten. Although I probably don't have to worry about being eaten with the blackcurrant's skills, it's not good for such a beautiful picture to eventually evolve into a slaughterhouse.

After watching the elves and mermaids, Blackcurns took her hand and walked back, completely without explaining the purpose of bringing her. Yin felt that he should not be ready to throw himself down and feed the mermaid, so she couldn't help asking, "Xiao Hei, do you think the scene just now is very beautiful that you took me to see? "

It's basically unreliable to expect him to have romantic cells, Yin thinks so.

Unexpectedly, Blackcurrant answered calmly, "Uh-huh."

Yin was stunned for a moment and suddenly felt very moved. Originally, he thought that there was only eating, sleeping and fighting in his head, but he didn't expect that he would also think about romantic things, although the atmosphere was not warm and sweet when watching the beautiful scenery.

Seriously, since they became lovers, it seems that they have never been alone, let alone dating or something. Can that just be regarded as the first date in life? Watch the dating of large man-eating monsters...

"What are you laughing at?"

"Ah? Nothing," Yin realized that she was laughing unconsciously. She shook her head and clenched his hand. "Thank you, Xiaohei. The elves and mermaids are very beautiful."

Blackcurrant didn't answer anything. He opened his five fingers and staggered with her. The two walked quietly in the thick gray-blue fog, as if they were going to an unpredictable future.