Cooking in the Monster Shelter

"So, you were handed over to Concubine Lin by the previous master?"

Dracula was obsessed with eating melons and couldn't help himself. When he heard the excitement, he simply covered his face and screamed. As an innocent ancestor who had never been in love, the roots of his ears turned red in a very cooperative manner.

"Yes it is."

The beautiful blond knight has a gentle posture, and his long, half-dangling eyelashes are gently and blurred by the light. If he was as fierce as a lion when fighting with a sword, Xia Zuo at this time was more like a cub carefully hiding its sharp claws, showing an extremely harmless appearance. His every move was polite, considerate enough but not overstepping, and his gentle voice sounded quietly: "Under the witness of me and the master’s male companion, the previous master transfers all power to her-including my Right to use."

Male, male partner? Is there more than one man next to Lin Lin during the indescribable play?

This, this, this is actually a chaotic multiplayer game! Too Madden Too Madden!

Dracula took a deep breath, and when he looked at Concubine Lin, there was more admiration and admiration in his eyes. Although the corners of his mouth were not open to speak, it could not be more obvious to reveal the four characters: You are worthy of it. .

...What do you mean by "deservingly of her"! Please do not engage in meaningless delusions and brain supplements, okay! That's just a simple transfer of the power of the lord!

"Although the taste is good, don't be greedy!" Dracula patted Xia Zuo on the shoulder, his face full of tolerance and consideration, "Pay attention to your health. If you get injured after playing too much, you must go to the hospital for timely treatment."

Although Lu Yinge was bored by Dracula's previous ridicule, he laughed out of joy when he caught sight of Lin Hao's unlovable expression at this moment.

After hearing Xia Zuo’s reply, the secretly poked lips smile instantly escalated, and it directly turned into a loud ridicule that was unscrupulous and gloat—

Xia Zuo listened carefully, and actually replied very obediently: "The master's punishment is necessary. I have long been used to flogging, and getting hurt is nothing."

Dracula was so shocked that he couldn't speak, but Lingxi sighed softly, and his little head shook: "Is this the adult world? It's so straightforward, so innocent, so innocent. I love it."

There is no endurance, no need to endure. One is talking about the loyal spirit of knights, and the other is talking about some indescribable taboo play. The chat channels of these guys are not in the same dimension from beginning to end, and they can still talk back and forth.

Concubine Lin really couldn't listen. She was about to interrupt Dracula's mouthful running of the train, when she suddenly felt a cool breeze coming behind him, and it seemed that someone was approaching.

She turned her head distractedly, and was slightly taken aback when she saw the person's appearance.

——Lin He, who was brought out by her from the Ghost Story Association, appeared behind her at some point, and cast her gaze indifferently. The thin black shirt outlines the slender figure of the young man, and when viewed from a distance, it looks like a straight and upright sword.

His eyes were cold, he seemed to be secretly angry for unknown reasons, and even his entire face was invisibly exuding a chill. Lin Lin was sensitive to this, so there was a little hesitation in her greeting voice: "...Hi?"

Seeing that the other party didn't speak, I reluctantly added another sentence: "Did you hear it all?"

"Hear what?"

Lin He frowned, there was obvious sullenness in his voice: "You mean'as long as it's a sister, no matter what', or'the master's flogging is necessary'?"

Lin Concubine:...

He should, perhaps, indeed, be angry, right?

Lin He's heart was slightly stagnant when he caught sight of her exploring sight.

Concubine Lin and him only had a lot of friendship, not to mention that the curse of madly falling in love with her nowadays has disappeared. He shouldn't, and there is absolutely no reason to show such fierce emotions about it.

Perceiving that there was something wrong with his emotions, the young man gritted his teeth abruptly after his brain heated up, and said in a puffed manner: "I'm not angry."

After finishing talking, he was secretly annoyed. The other people obviously didn't point it out in person, but he mentioned it without thinking, making it clear that he was doing a guilty conscience and wanted to cover up the unhappy fact in a hard-talking way.

Dracula sighed, with a certain tone: "I'm angry."

Ling Xi shook his head sadly, and agreed softly: "I'm angry."

"Excuse me, although it's not good to interrupt, but...who is this? Why do you also know Concubine Lin, who looks familiar?"

The well-informed count vampire can't help but frown in confusion. Such a complicated plot and such a chaotic scene are hard to see even in novels and comics. Let him count, Lu Yinge, a well-behaved young boy, a blond and blue-eyed crooked nut, and a strange young man who looks very cold but is very arrogant—

All four men can make up a Mahjong table.

He had a foreboding in his heart that there would be a big show, as if to verify this premonition, a clear voice passed through his ear at this time: "Please don't use such a rude tone to the master."

Appeared! It is the initiative of the foreign brother! His target of attack... is the nameless young man who just appeared! The loyal dog vs. Tsundere, the battle of the century is about to start, who will be the final winner!

Dracula had only heard of these two related deeds, but had never personally seen Lin He and the Undead Knight himself. Although he didn't quite understand the complicated emotional entanglements between the characters on the scene, Mr. Earl still took a few steps back wittily, leaving enough space for the stage, and even made an understanding in his heart.

When facing other people besides Lin Yu, Xia Zuo gradually revealed the aura of a sharp blade out of a sheath. He has a cold expression. The corners of his mouth that is still smiling and moist not long ago are drawn into a straight thin line, and his eyes look at the other party for no reason. There is a bit of murderous intent: "Also, please step back to a safe distance. You are too close to her. , The master won't like it."

Xia Zuo's eyes were sharp, and Lin He's expression was no better than the former.

Different from the gentle and handsome knight, his face was cold and sharp. No matter what he was in the day, as long as his lips were flat, he could give birth to a lot of arrogant temperament that refused to be thousands of miles away for no reason. Now being provoked, the young man's swarthy eyes darkened, and his voice was lowered several times: "My relationship with her, it's not your turn to interrupt."

This, this is!

Dracula's gaze swayed back and forth between the two youths, and finally fell on Lin Yan, the culprit.

Could it be that the legendary harem caught fire and the Shura field overturned halfway? It was wonderful, really wonderful, he would call it a unique skill! With just two people, it is possible to stage such a marvelous drama. If you wait for a few of them to join the battlefield together——

The gossip radar was dripping crazily in his heart, and Dracula lowered his head, just in time to see Lu Yinge who laughed at Lin Hao hehe while drinking pumpkin soup leisurely.

Several people over there are almost arguing, but he secretly hides in the corner to eat. Dracula was about to scold him for not being enterprising, and suddenly gave up this idea when he saw the pumpkin soup, and sighed in his heart: It seems that Lu Yinge really has a deep affection for Lin Hao.

He used to be such a cold and tough guy. He didn't touch any sweets or drinks. Until he met Lin Yu, he was finally willing to touch some sweet dishes-look, now he likes it so much.

Is this the legendary "I don't like desserts, just because you made the desserts"?

"Ge Ge, what are you waiting for?" Mr. Earl spurred, strode to Lu Yinge's side, grabbed the latter's arm with one hand, and pushed the opponent's back forward with the other, "Quickly say the sentence that belongs to you. Lines!!"

Lu Yinge: "Huh?"

Lu Yinge: It doesn't matter if Lin Concubine's woman is divided into several pieces, don't disturb him eating desserts, hello!

Lu Yinge was unprepared. At this moment, he was suddenly pulled by him, and his body leaned forward uncontrollably. After barely stabilizing his figure, he realized that he had reached Lin Hao.

Well, under the gaze of those two high-risk anomalous creatures.

what's going on.

Two pin-piercing gazes stared at him closely, just this one move was enough to attract all the firepower-Lu Yinge, who was smiling and watching the lively last second, would never have thought that he would become these two people one day. The object of siege.

Lu Yinge scolded Dracula thousands of times in his heart, and after an embarrassing sneer, he called out indifferently, "Mr Lin."

The hostility in those two sights became heavier, as if they were going to swallow him alive.

In such a repressive and torturous situation, the werewolf youth can actually be as calm as ever when facing danger. To be honest, he has experienced many battles, so the hostility to anomalous creatures feels like commonplace. Compared with the fierce Shura field here and now, there is another thing that makes him unable to let go.

The young man had a solemn expression, his brown eyes were not bottomed, and when he spoke in a serious voice, the courage to make up his mind was revealed between the lines——

"Macaron."

Concubine Lin: "Huh?"

Beside the zombie face of Dracula's collapsed worldview, Lu Yinge told her every word, "I want to eat macarons, under the sharp gaze of the other two people."

What is the face, what is the setting, and what is the vigorous Shura field.

The creamy risotto and pumpkin soup aroused his desire for dessert with great precision, but because it is not pure sweets, it can only be regarded as a simple taste. At such a critical moment, only a very attractive figure flashed through his mind, its name was called Macaron.

That's right. Even if he died for no reason in this jealous war in the Shura field, and nailed in the coffin, he still had to shout with this decadent vocal cord in the tomb—

Lu Yinge wants dessert! I really want to eat it!

Concubine Lin sat on the dining table with her legs crossed, boringly propped her chin with her hands.

Dracula and Lingxi left early wittily, and gave her a "seeking blessing" look before leaving. Although there are no other people making up the game, I have to say that this is definitely the most raging meal she has ever eaten. The dialogue between Lin He and Xia Zuo is not called dialogue. To be precise, "battle" requires It is more in line with the actual situation.

Although Lin Yu gave a very detailed explanation of the relationship between the people, since this Liangzi has been settled, it will not be easy to untie it.

She was unwilling to deal with such a scene, so she had to avoid them temporarily with the excuse of "going to the kitchen to make desserts". Unexpectedly, except for Lu Yinge, the other three people all followed behind and went to the kitchen. Although they all had a cold face, they looked like a child who wanted to try hard to gain the attention of parents, and tried to help her out and secretly.

Well, Lin Yun thought blankly, to help her.

Xia Zuo treats the salt as white sugar and puts it in the milk, which makes the milky and salty taste blend with each other, forming a strange taste that makes people choking silently;

When Lin He squeezed the rose jam too hard, he sprinkled the bright red sauce all over his palm, like squeezing the head of a certain creature, and the blood burst out loudly. In that scene, how could it stop a "bloody" That's great.

With the help of two enthusiastic young people, the kitchen became a mess. It can be said that jam and milk are flying together, and glutinous rice is the same as chocolate. I don't know, but I thought it was a real murder scene.

Although the cooking process was messy and unbearable, such a terrible scene finally dispelled their confidence in continuing to help in the kitchen. After Lin Hao issued the fifteenth visit order, the two were finally willing to leave obediently, leaving only Ming Chuan, who has always been very well-behaved. kitchen.

Because he often does things in the orphanage, Mingchuan is very good at kitchen affairs. He didn't talk much, he always stayed quietly and restrained in the corner, silently helping her with some cooking work, and when the two figures disappeared from the field of vision, he finally whispered: "Sister."

Concubine Lin was busy kneading the glutinous rice balls, and only lowered her head and responded softly, "What?"

"I--"

The boy's voice was green and gentle, showing some obvious tension. He seemed to smile, and his voice floated with the sweetness of the syrup: "Thank you. I used to see this kind of life only occasionally in my dreams."

Concubine Lin didn't lift her head from the pile of ingredients, and curled her mouth after hesitating for a while: "There is nothing to say thank you. If you want to get the bottom line, the reason why I will help you is actually a little selfish."

The boy cast a confused look at her, but did not ask aloud, and Lin Hao paused for a moment, and added with a faint smile: "Your experience is very similar to me. When I was a child, I lived in a small enclosed house and couldn't get enough to eat. I didn’t wear warm clothes and had no friends by my side. Not only did I worry about how to live every day, but I was also used by the adults as a tool to make money... At that time, I prayed in my heart every day, hoping that some hero would come down from the sky and take me from I was rescued from such a bad situation. Perhaps because of this, when I saw you, I thought of myself in childhood-if someone is willing to take a hand, this child will have a better future, I Think so."

Mingchuan looked at her seemingly, thinking carefully for a while, and then tentatively asked: "Then, when you were young, did someone give you a hand?"

"Don't look at me like this, in fact, I used to have a bad temper." The smile on the corner of Lin's mouth was deeper, but her eyes dimmed for no reason. "Without and gloomy, she was never liked by her peers. Until one day, I met life. The first sincere friend in the middle school. His character is completely different from mine. He is as gentle as someone from another world. When he is with him, it seems that the whole person will feel peaceful and happy for no reason. People accompanied me through the darkest and most difficult days. At that time, I secretly thought in my heart that I would also become the same person as him. It is precisely because of this that you can see who I am now."

"So," Ming Chuan nodded ignorantly, his voice low, "Is he your nightingale?"

She hadn't mentioned these things to others for a long time, and after speaking, she only felt like a trembling **** in the world. A ray of sunlight came in through the window, and Lin Yan stared at the beating spot, and squinted her eyes slightly: "Yes."

Her smile gradually faded, as if she was talking to herself: "But my Nightingale has already flown away."

It was already an hour later when Lin Hao made the dessert and served it out.

Lin He was at odds with Xia Zuo, and they were sitting on both sides of the dining table indifferently. They were obviously frightening high-risk anomalous creatures in the shelter, but at the moment they looked like two secretly vindictive children. Lin Yu sighed in her heart, and placed the dinner plate in the middle of the table properly: "You haven't eaten macarons, right? Come and try."

Xia Zuo replied mildly, "Yes", but Lin He still looked faintly, and looked down and said "Okay."

Lu Yinge on the side was a completely different style of painting. Ever since the macarons were put on the table, he hadn't looked away from the colorful and beautiful desserts.

The exquisite porcelain plate contains several snacks of the same size and shape but of different colors. The smooth shell glows lightly under the light. The protruding top is round and bulging, which looks round and lovely. A circle of beautiful and neat lace skirts bloomed at the bottom of the cake, like a spinning elegant dance skirt, with folds floating in the wind; the bright colors on the cake surface added a sense of beauty, and the various colors were smart and full of vitality. It's like a pulsating elves.

Because he has always believed in the idiot rule of "real men never eat desserts", Lu Yinge has never tasted macarons, and only occasionally sees it in the dessert shop on the corner of the street. Whenever he encounters it, he will be seduced by the colorful colors and swollen body. I can't look away. At this moment, I finally saw it. I couldn't think of any words to praise for a while. After a while, I only said from the heart: "Good, good smell."

That look and tone, like a boy who had been unrequited for many years seeing a goddess, was really hopeless.

Concubine Lin resisted the urge to laugh and nodded at him: "Hurry up and eat."

Knowing that he had lost his temper, Lu Yinge tried to suppress the turbulence in his heart, pretending to be dismissive. How could a dignified eight-foot man bend his waist for a mere dessert?

——Then the wolf took one of the macarons like a puff of food, and slammed it in its mouth without hesitation.

As a world-famous French dessert, macarons have become an indispensable favorite for many dessert lovers. This dessert is simple to make, and the ingredients are not rich, but it has a wonderful taste and gorgeous appearance, which can give diners a great enjoyment in terms of vision and taste.

The biggest characteristic of macaron is rich taste, crispy on the outside and soft on the inside. Lu Yinge's sharp wolf teeth gently bit, and the first thing he tasted was a thin and crispy shell. With the cracking sound of the shell cracking through his ears, the inner wall of his mouth touched the dense fillings. Biscuits are made of almond powder, powdered sugar and egg white. Different from ordinary biscuits, almond biscuits are soft and tough enough. Once the crust is broken, you can taste its seemingly wonderful chewiness.

Because of this unbelievable soft taste, macarons are also called "girly's crisp/breast." Mr. Werewolf, who has been single for more than 20 years, thinks that if he is destined to be alone for a lifetime, let the desserts accompany him for the rest of his life-after all, he is already a man who has tasted girly crisps/breasts, rounding up, he has once had a girlfriend.

Further down, you will meet the stuffing in the most central area. Lin Ma has made many macarons with different flavors. The pink and tender one that makes people happy at a glance is the light cream rose.

Under the beautiful pink shell, there is a mellow and attractive rose petal jam. The green floral scent flows a little bit on the tip of the tongue, and it collides with the whipped cream in the filling to create a different kind of spark. The floral creamy scent is soft and light but long and lasting. Although the sweetness is not very strong, it seems to be able to spread along the tongue. , And then melted into the whole body's blood, branded into a taste that will never be forgotten.

At that moment, Lu Yinge finally understood clearly that he had fallen completely.

After tasting the dessert, any other food seemed dull and tasteless, he could never go back to the past, his mouth had become a variety of small dessert shapes.

But why is it so happy that I want to cry.

I really should let Dracula see what he looks like at this moment, Lin thought, who would have thought that the fierce werewolf who killed and decisively was a dessert control, and he was about to cry while tasting macarons.

Looking at Lu Yinge's appearance, you know that the macaron tastes pretty good. Lin He and Xia Zuo picked up one of them separately, and at the moment of the dessert entrance, their eyes became much softer.

Lin He has a dark chocolate flavor. The chocolate has a silky and delicate texture. When flowing on the tip of the tongue, it looks like a soft satin dances lightly in the mouth. If there is no bitterness that neutralizes the sweet and greasy taste, you can feel the sweet and elegant sweetness of the cream under the fine aftertaste.

Xia Zuo's raspberry-flavored macarons are mainly red, and you can smell the sweet and sour fragrance when you pick it up. Because it has been placed in the freezer layer of the refrigerator for a period of time, when the snack enters the mouth, the refreshing cool air immediately rushes to the throat, opening the appetite greatly. The fruit syrup in the sandwich is in a semi-solidified state, and it tastes wonderful when bitten down, with a bit of chewy aftertaste.

"How is it?" Lin Hao smiled at Linhe, "Do you like it? There are so many likable things in the world outside of Guai Tan Association. Dessert is just one of them. I can take you to experience it slowly in the future."

She said that she would help Lin and feel the outside world, and at this point she would never break her promise. The young man who was being stared at his ears blushed, but his face still had an indifferent expression on his face: "I don't care."

Concubine Lin didn’t care about his attitude, and then turned her attention to Xia Zuo’s quiet face: “And you. Don’t call me the'master' and the master', just call me by name. I said, you Already free."

The blond young man blinked hurriedly, unexpectedly half kneeling on the ground, his always smooth and soft voice trembled a little: "If I did something wrong that makes you unhappy, please impose the necessary punishment on me—— Master, as your knight, I only have this request, please don't abandon me."

He paused, and said with a stern tone: "If you insist on giving up, please wait for me to remove the demons and monsters next to you. After that, everything is up to you."

Ah, the head is big.

This guy has been a vassal of others for hundreds of years, and his sense of respect and inferiority has been carved into his bones since he was born. If you want to change this kind of thinking, it does not seem to be a problem that can be solved by a ring.

When he heard the four words "evil monsters", Lin He clearly felt a line of sight to look at him. He understood that the other party was referring to the power in his body, and looked back gloomily: "If you want to talk about evil things, the undead must be the number one factor, right?"

Seeing that these two were about to talk cross talk again, Lin Yu gave up and persuaded them again, picked up a piece of macaron and handed it to Ming Chuan: "I have been helping in the kitchen, thank you for your hard work."

Ming Chuan should be well-behaved. When he bit the snack from Lin Yu's hand, he glanced up very lightly and quickly passed the faces of the other two people present.

At first glance, his eyes were soft and innocent, and his pupils were so clear that no haze was visible, but once he observed carefully, he could notice the mocking and provocative smile hidden deepest in his eyes by the teenager.

It was like a poisonous snake hiding in the dark, no trace of it was usually found, and it only spit out terrifying poisonous letters briefly at certain very special times.

That expression, no matter how you look at it, is a blatant declaration: "I'm sorry, I won."

Damn, this kid...actually has been fighting for Lin Concubine's favorability by pretending to be obedient!

Lin He and Xia Zuo would not have expected that although Ming Chuan was the youngest and looked the simplest, in fact he saw it more thoroughly in his heart - or in other words, he was darker than anyone in his heart.

Lin He has been living in the Weird Talk Association since he appeared. He lives in isolation, withdrawn, and knows nothing about interpersonal communication. Xia Zuo is used to receiving orders from leaders and always regards his master’s orders as the first rule of action, so he is not good at it. Take the initiative to interact with people.

Only Mingchuan is different. The days in the orphanage not only honed the young man's character of forbearance, but also allowed him to experience the warmth and coldness of human relationships. He also learned how to please others and make his life less uncomfortable-not to mention that he was treated to Lin Jia. Very good impression.

After eating a lot of macarons, it is easy to feel greasy. In order to make the food taste richer, Lin Yu also prepared Baiyu Milk Tea Jelly for everyone.

Boil black tea and add black and white evaporated milk, wait for the two to fuse with each other, then add condensed milk and jelly powder to boil, put it in a square mold to cool, you can get a smooth, tender, cube-shaped milk tea jelly. The white jade milk tea jelly is a sweet water made up of milk soup base, white jade balls, milk tea jelly, pearls and red beans in a bowl.

Milk tea jelly has both tea and milk flavor, and the taste is like frozen pudding. When swallowed together with milk, the silky taste flows between the lips and teeth. The first tea tasted is slightly bitter. After chewing, it returns to the sweetness and the whole mouth seems to be filled with the fragrance of milk. In general, the tea flavor of the milk tea jelly is heavier than the milk flavor. The fresh tea fragrance matches the ice-cold taste, and the tip of the tongue is happy as if about to dance a whirling dance.

Baiyu is made of glutinous rice flour. It is a round and plump white ball. At first glance, it looks a bit similar to glutinous rice balls. The taste is very similar to glutinous taro balls, but it is more chewy and chewy than taro balls. Jin; the red beans are well-cooked, not too jerky or soft.

The sweet red beans are paired with slightly bitter black tea, and the chubby white fat is set against the pure white and flawless milk. Whether it is visual or taste, it is enough to make people love it. Once you swallow it, you can't stop it.

Concubine Lin was very satisfied with today's dessert. He was eating macarons contented, and suddenly heard a familiar voice behind him, which seemed to be a little shy and uncertain: "That, Concubine Lin?"

She turned her head back, and she saw the poor man in the shelter, the young master of the Dragon Race who was short of money all year round, Nan Li.

Nan Li became excited after seeing Concubine Lin, and grabbed the girl's thin sleeves: "Surprise meeting! I have a baby here for a big discount sale, do you want it?"

Lin Hua was stunned: "What baby? How did you start to become a seller?"

"People want to eat! I really don't have any money. If I don't think about making a fortune, I really want to eat grass every day."

Nan Li sighed as he spoke, but soon his eyes brightened and continued to sell her: "I have so many gadgets here, such as the scales of the dragon king, the high-definition photos of the beautiful dragon girls, the big pearls on the dragon palace gate, etc. Wait a minute. Take a look and take whatever you like."

So you are the seller, Qiurong, hello! You shamelessly use the old folks in your hometown, and even the building materials in your own palace have to be demolished, and the dragon clan has been tossed by you so that there is no way out! The dignity of being the heir to the dragon clan!

Concubine Lin sighed, and patiently asked him, "Are there anything that is particularly popular?"

"Some and some." Nan Li watched the show, took out a booklet from his pocket, pointed to a line on the first page of it, grinned at her, "Qiangqiang! The most favorite item by the shelter staff ——The Clay Figure of the Task Force Captain!"

Lin Concubine:?

Lin Concubine:? ? ?

"Task force captain?" It took a long time for her brain to react. This person is indeed right. "Clay doll? What is this?"

"You wouldn't even have heard of the task force captain! Oh, yes, after all, your work has nothing to do with him..."

After a brief talk to himself, Nan Li quickly explained with admiration: "The newly appointed captain of the task force is a super super powerful person! Have you heard of the undead knight who broke through containment not long ago? The guy is more than three meters tall and can spit out hellfire from his eyes and mouth. Once burned by the flames, he is destined to only wait for death-the captain's solution."

Xia Zuo, who was tasting the white jade balls, sank and frowned silently; Lin He's sneer was not fully drawn out, and when he heard the next paragraph, his expression suddenly solidified, and he took a heavy look at his face through the glass window.

"Have you heard of the ghost story association in the urban legend? The association will have three heads and six arms, and the skin is very horrible iron cyan. It has the body of King Kong. It can also order many ghost stories to obey orders and do harm to the world-the captain solves of."

Nan Li didn't realize that there was something wrong, so he spoke vividly. Lin Yu was stunned. "...Have you heard of the bizarre disappearance case in Linguang Orphanage? This is the latest news I got, hidden in the dark. The monsters inside are covered in black silt. Once they find someone approaching, they will open their blood basin and eat him. Those who are missing are because they met it-the captain also solved it."

Bang bang bang.

The bright spear and the dark arrow fired three times in a row, impartially in the middle of the knees of the three people present. Everyone's expressions were a bit strange for a while, but everyone saw through them without telling them, and they remained silent in a tacit understanding.

"Recently, there have been more and more discussions about the captain of the task force. However, the big Buddha and the dragon has never seen the end, and has almost never appeared in front of the public. According to my statistics, 99% of the people in all treat him. Very curious." Nan Li lowered his voice and looked serious, "So I seized the business opportunity and made more than 100 clay dolls in his image overnight."

"But," the scene was very embarrassing for a time. Lin Yu subconsciously sensed a bad premonition, but still struggled to ask questions, "Don't you know what that person looks like?"

"It's not easy! This kind of thing is easy to infer."

Nan Li triumphantly raised his chest, and he could actually make a logical statement: "First of all, to defeat a monster with a height of three meters, he must be strong and have big muscles. As for the height, the minimum standard is one meter. Nine bar; secondly, he must have experienced so many difficult tasks, he must have been scarred long ago, so there are a few very masculine scars on his face; as for his appearance, how heroic is, the colder the better—after all, he Never communicate with other people, is definitely a dull gourd with a super cold personality."

He said seriously, and at the end he added solemnly: "Oh my God, if you think about it this way, that man is really **** attractive!"

This character setting is indeed very charming.

Lin Yan glanced down at her thin body and touched her smooth white cheeks, quietly retorting in her heart: Unfortunately, none of her guesses were correct, and even the most basic gender was wrong.

Nan Li was in good spirits, bending his eyes and asked: "Right! Having said so much, do you want to see that clay figure?"

Lin Yu: I don't want to.

Her voice was stuck in her throat, and before she could make it, she saw Nan Li lower her head and pull out a dark brown unknown humanoid from the bulging bag.

A strangely proportioned figure with nine heads, the length of the legs is equal to the height of the nine heads; the muscles are like big steamed buns, and there are indeed a few deep scars on the face; a pair of big hollow eyes staring into a circle Shape, and down there is a hooked nose and thick drooping lips.

This is where the task force captain is.

It is clearly a modern version of the black whirlwind Li Kui. She is a nice little girl who has become a wild boar spirit.

Lu Yinge laughed and fanned the flames while joking: "Well, how mighty and majestic, this is a clay figure. It is clearly the captain I respect! With so few clues, he can create such a lifelike villain, talented, and capable. Only, I want to buy ten!"

Affirmed by the members of the task force, Nan Li smiled brighter. After remembering the ten clay figurines of Lu Yinge in his notebook, he finally realized that there were three more strangers in the living area that he had never seen before, and he glanced timidly at Lin Hao: "These are...?"

Lin Yan tilted her head silently, her gaze swept over several diners with the same complex expressions next to her in turn.

She can't tell him: to introduce, from left to right, in order are "an antique giant with red eyes that can breathe fire and a height of three meters", "opening the blood basin and gulping for the sludge that cannibalize" and "A terrifying monster with three heads, six arms and iron-blue skin."

Lin Concubine: "Oh, they just have a lot of food."

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