Chapter 780: Curse to Twilight (3)

Chapter 780 Curse to Twilight III
At the same time, Vivienne's research institute, dining room.
Dinner was brought up, this is a sumptuous meal, fish and meat.
In this table dinner, there is a very disharmonious thing.
It looks black and has scones with unevenly roasted corn kernels. Because the sale of that thing is too terrible, everyone can't help but put a mosaic on it in the brain, while not looking away, focus on a plate of salad next to it.
"Yeah." Xiaohar swallowed a sip. The corn scones made by his father Paramidis look really terrible, terrible, and the little black panther regrets that he wants to eat it.
"Don't eat, it really vomits blood." His brother Saifel said with concern: "A strong stomach cramps can cause severe internal bleeding, and if you don't, you will die."
Boom! - Palamidis picked up the spoon and angered his son's head: "Globe! If you don't eat, don't spread the rumors!"
"My brother is talking about the facts. (咚!) Hey!" Segrad added a sentence, of course, it was also inevitably knocked.
Hal saw it and looked at the biscuit in front of him. He didn't want to be the first person here to sacrifice for trying to eat dark dishes.
Just when everyone was worried about eating or not eating a pancake, a puppy claw grabbed a piece of biscuit: "I started Wang!"
Husky even took the lead and took the bite down!
"No!" Arthur wanted to stop it, and the canine boy bit the scones and swallowed his stomach.
"噢天Preparing antidote--!" Arthur picked up Husky and ordered: "Give him a throat and vomit! Where is the toilet?"
Just as everyone was messing around, the canine boy was holding his mouth in a careless manner: "Hey, delicious Wang? So delicious, how can it be a bad thing? Wang?"
No way! ? Everyone turned their eyes to the freshly baked scones, which were roasted in the outer coke, and the dark dishes that smelled of horror, would even be "good"?
"Husky, it’s not good to deceive people. Remember the story of [Wolf is coming] that your uncle told you?" Knight said wondering.
Husky, this kid is probably trying to lie to everyone to "take poison." This prank is a bit too much.
"No, it's really delicious." Xiaoha, regardless of Arthur's block, grabbed the biscuit in his hand and took a bite: "So good food, if you don't eat, let me eat it all." "
The child’s face showed a greedy look. It is pure greed, not a prank. The child is very honest with his stomach. If the biscuit is not good, he will never be able to eat it one by one and fight for more.
However, really? The horrible food like coke can actually eat, even eat undead, and it is delicious?
Everyone is more confused.
"I only have one bite." Xiaohar slowly extended his hand and grabbed a scone.
Oh. He bit his foot. The scones sounded crisp.
Caramel flavor, sweet but not greasy, crisp and fragrant, the mouth is soluble. Although the black shape of corn is horrible, in fact, their taste is like popcorn with a layer of honey, which is crisp and chewy.
"Good--" Leopard's young man eagerly took another bite, and like Husky, he showed a greedy look: "It's delicious! It's really delicious!"
"How could it be!!" When I saw this, everyone couldn't help but reach out and grab a scone to try it.
Unbelievable delicacies spread in the throats of everyone.
"Oh, my God! I mistake the sugar for salt!" Paramitis screamed.
This was not the effect that Paramitis wanted, and his corn sesame seed was salty.
So, is this negative? Make another mistake on the basis of the unpalatable dark dishes, and actually make such a dish. Although it is not good, it is a real food – it will be another thing to eat bad belly.
"Well, it’s terrible." Palamidis showed a cries of scribbles with a grinning expression. "Our family of rumors of corn scones are actually made like this! The craftsmanship I cook is completely different!"
Hearing the spit of the Leopard warrior, everyone was deeply puzzled while enjoying the darkness and deliciousness.
Is this a good thing or a bad thing? The little black panther is eating quietly. Those who use the red potion seem to lose something.
Paramitis lost the ability to "do bad dark dishes" and replaced it with this - what he made was not difficult to eat.
The leopard youth sinks in his heart. The power of the red potion is stronger than expected.
His father permanently lost a "talent". And what about him? What is Hal lost in order to save his father?
"Cough!" A burst of suffocation, the leopard teenager spit out a blood for no reason, plopped down!
"It's bad, it's poisonous!!" The crowd exclaimed, and quickly dropped the scones in their hands. Only Husky was still chewing.
"Hal?!" Paramitis flew over to see his son: "Are you alright? What did you think!?"
"Dad" and a deep red spread in the pants of the leopard, and the blood he spit out reached an astonishing amount, and a large bright red appeared on the ground.
This incident has scared the adults, and also scared the canine boy Husky.
Vivienne exclaimed: "Don't touch him! Put him on a stretcher and send it to the medical room!!"
"Oh no, oh no!" Paramitis grabbed his son's little hand and looked at the little haar that spit out the bleeding. He was so scared that he lost his soul: "Sorry! Dad doesn't know it will be like this - —"
Arthur looked at the messy people, hugged the little Husky, and whispered to the canine boy: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, he will be good-"
That is not food poisoning. Arthur was secretly in his heart. If it is a food poisoning, it will be a big deal to wash your stomach.
But that's probably worse, worse. It is only when one's internal organs become messy that it is possible to spit out such a large amount of blood.
What has Xiaohal experienced in the past few hours?
At the same time, the Gothic cafe, the underground operating room.
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Hey. The shadow walker cut the last stitch with scissors and put a knot to stitch the wound of the werewolf.
He sprayed a thick layer of disinfectant spray and applied an organic gel to prevent wound infection and tearing.
The whole process took only half a minute. The speed at which the doctor stitched the wound was so fast that it could not be seen by the naked eye. This is a godlike craft.
"This should be fine." He reached out his palm and was close to the wound of the werewolf. A warmth came from the palm of your hand – it was a healing magic that helped the werewolf heal the wound more quickly.
"Go back and have a good rest. With the orc's self-healing ability, you should be able to heal when you get up tomorrow, and it will not affect your actions." The shadow traveler said with no emotion that it was a doctor's tone in the patient.
"Thank you." Bedieville put on his shirt. He had a lot of things to ask the mysterious black man, but now he is too tired to die, there is no time to ask.
Moreover, there is not necessarily an answer to the question. This will definitely wrap around a big circle and open up the problems of Bediville.
What most worried about the werewolf was the body that Albert had dug from the tomb of the Holy Spirit.
That should be the body of a young man. According to the degree of decay, it should have died three or four years ago. Is such a person dead in the computer room of the round table system, no one is aware?
The shadow traveler claims to be looking for the "server with the problem" in the system. What is the actual situation? Perhaps it is looking for this body?
This guy is exactly evil, is the enemy or friend? Albert sneaked out the body and smashed the secret of the man. The shadow stalker turned back and found out that after the body was dug out, would it tear the face and kill Albert and Bediville?
Everything is an unknown number. Werewolves can only pray like this, hoping that the mysterious black man in front of him is not an enemy. The ability of this guy is still a mystery, and he has always hidden his identity in the dark. If he is an enemy, Bedieville may have to suffer a lot.
After wrapping the bandages, the werewolf walked out of the operating room and saw the tiger wrap a bandage around his waist, so he sat in the shop. There is already a group of strange workers outside the store to recover the sleeping evil spirits. It is estimated that the battlefield will be cleaned up soon.
"I think you still owe me anything." Albert saw the shadow walker and unceremoniously stretched out his cat's paw.
"Of course." The shadow traveler pulled out a heavy purse: "This is a thousand gold coins, please check."
"Very good." The big cat picked up the purse and counted the money. The cat tail swayed and saw the money open.
"So, we should go." The werewolf always felt that this shadowwalker was not a good thing, and it would be better to deal with this guy less. Let's run the road when everything is done.
"That, that, can you return the clothes first, give it back to me?" asked the white bear. He also wore the "transformation" of today's travel, that is, the bare-breasted cloth and the "panda" painting of the whole body. If you look back at the hotel like this, you will definitely be teased by the old man of Senezel for a while.
"Hey, aren't you wearing this? It's for you." The black cat is still tricking Elaine into a mischief.
"One, it's not good at all! Give me my clothes and clothes back!" The white bears are crying and laughing, and they make a big noise: "I only have that, that suit! I have to take the exam tomorrow, the exam!"
"You can wear this way to take the exam. This [barbarian suit] I sent you."
"No! Don't!!" The White Bears are even more embarrassed, and they are anxious to jump up and down: "I am not changing, pervert!"
The shadow traveler couldn't help but smile: "Don't play, black cat. Give him his clothes. By the way, give the painted lotion to him, let him wash the paint. The white bear should have a white bear. Look like."
"Oh, it’s really boring." The cat-ear girl went to take the clothes of the white bear and others.
The shadow traveler turned to Olin and said, "This is your reward. I hope this is enough."
Compared to the heavy bag of money for Albert, the stuff he gave to Olin was much lighter. It was a cheque with a face value of 3,000 gold coins from the Royal Bank of Great Britain.
Olin, who took this piece of paper, looked silly.
She was more dumbfounded when she looked at the payer on the check. Just want to say something, the shadow walker shook his head to the woman, indicating that she would not say it.
In fact, the werewolf has already had a lot of thoughts. Of course, he has to continue to play stupid, so as not to cause trouble again.
The black cat reluctantly took back the clothes of everyone, and his mouth was dissatisfied. "You obviously wear it like this."
"Not at all, not fun!" Elaine snatched back his bag of clothes with distress. Today is probably the day when he was the most perverted in his life.
"Hey, those suits are also for you. If you are interested, you can always [transform] Oh! Come, [Giant Sword Panda], this bottle is also sent to you with the paint, keep it."
What turned into a painting is actually a bottle of black paint.
"I, I haven't used it forever, I won't use it again!" The white bear was angry, but he couldn't help but tempted and reached for the bottle of paint. Someone sent you something, why not? There is no loss. Even Elaine’s fool knows this.
"Okay, we should go back." Ou Lin took the check and walked out in the spring. Just opened the portal and opened a portal with the tree.
The werewolf followed the crowd and returned from the portal without any resurgence.
But when he walked past the shadowwalker, the man suddenly said another sentence: "It’s weird. Have I had surgery for you before?"
"what?!"
"You have dozens of sutures that are sutured by surgery. It should be left seven years ago. And the technique of suturing is my technique."
Bedyville was silent.
"It’s weird. I’ve been able to remember such a large-scale operation for someone else. Why don’t you have a little impression?

At this time, the werewolf has completely confirmed the identity of the mysterious black man in front of him.
Although Bediville is not very familiar with this person, but the character of the person, the werewolf still knows.
This person is still worthy of trust. There were only two kinds of people who had dealt with King Arthur in the past: one was a good man, they almost all became the subordinates of the Cavaliers; the other was a bad guy, and they were almost all killed.
"You don't have to go through more research." So, the werewolf didn't take it for granted: "As you have a lot of things to look at us, I have something to look at you. We are two, and keep a little distance from each other."
Also, don't lie in Elaine again. The child is too simple, and it has been used as a tool to make it ridiculously poor - don't overdo it, Constantine. "
When this is the case, the shadow walker is like a hammer hitting the brain, and it is instantly determined. He simply couldn't understand how the other person saw his identity. He didn't take the mask off the whole time!
Unless the other party knew him a long time ago, he was very familiar with his affairs. Otherwise, it is impossible for Bettiville to see the identity of the Knight of the Round Table, Constantine!
The werewolf smiled scornfully, leaving the stunned Constance, and jumped into the portal.