Chapter 1186: Now, you can roll it! (fourth more!)

The young knight sat on the horse and looked down at McGonagall. "You are the restaurant owner Meg?"
"Yes." McGonagall nodded. He was a little curious as to what the King of the Los Angeles Empire had for his purpose, and sent the King's Guard to send it personally.
This knight looks at twenty-five and six years old, but has six strengths, and is considered a talented young talent.
"The king's will, when half a sigh," the young knight sighed.
"I am not a member of the Los Angeles Empire. Why are you going to worship in a city of chaos?" McGonagall was unmoved and asked.
"You..." The young knight looked cold, and the whips in his hand were lifted up. When he thought of the leader's embarrassment, this chef was invited by the prince of the king. He must not be hurt, but he was forced to let go, cold channel. : "The king's will, please Mr. McGonagall, the owner of the restaurant, to go to Luodu, cook a palace banquet, the flying mount is ready, and immediately set off."
He was puzzled. He was a chef in the district. Why did King Majesty have to come to him so much, and he specially dispatched flying mounts to meet him.
However, this chef's attitude made him very disliked. With his strength and identity, not to mention an ordinary chef on weekdays, the powers in Luodu City were also polite, but he dared to talk back with himself.
However, the ability to go to the palace of the Los Angeles Empire for the king to cook the palace feast, this is how many chefs dream of the glory, this guy must change his attitude immediately, began to marry him.
"Sorry, I am afraid that the king will not be able to pick up this." McGonagall pointed his finger at the small blackboard next to him. "Unfortunately, I have just taken a leave of absence for three days. I must start business tomorrow, otherwise my lovely guests will have to go away. It is."
"Well?" The young knight looked at him and looked at McGonagall. He looked like a fool. Not only did this guy not immediately yell at him, he even refused the invitation of the king?
In the world, how can someone refuse the king? How can someone dare to reject the king!
"What did you just say?" The young knight felt that he might have misunderstood something.
"You please come back, because I want to run the restaurant, I have no time to go to the Los Angeles Empire." McGonagall said calmly.
No time.
What a perfunctory reason, this guy actually refused the invitation of the king for this reason? !
"Do you know what it means to reject the invitation of the king?" The young knight took out his long sword at the waist and pointed to McGonagall: "Now what you have to worry about is the violent me, not your gang." Idiot guests! You have two choices, go with me, or die."
"Young people, speaking or low-key is a little better." McGonagall looked at the young knight in a complicated way.
"Low-key?" The young knight smiled and said with pride: "From the time of becoming a king, the despicable person like you is only qualified to look up to me..."
"boom!"
A folding chair draws a beautiful parabola, and the slap is on the face of a young knight sitting on the horse's back.
The young knight was photographed directly on the horse from the back of the horse. A fiery figure leaped from a distance and leaped high. He stepped on the ground with the knight who was struggling to get up. He reached out and firmly caught. Folding chair that has just fallen.
"I want to let the Burning Legion not eat the sacred meat folder, which is very bad." Sargeras looked at the young knight who was pressed on his face with his foot on his face, and said with a serious look.
The young knight only felt that his half face was directly hit by a galloping carriage, and the half of his face was completely numb, and the whole head was dizzy.
And the demon that stepped on his face exudes a powerful momentum, which makes him fear, which is the terrorist power that can easily kill him.
"I told you that my guests are not going crazy. You believe this." McGonagall looked at the young knight who was stepping on his feet by Sargeras, sighing slightly, just the gloating in the tone. People listen to want to beat people.
"You demon can know who I am! I am the special envoy of the King of Los Angeles. You dare to deceive me. The Los Angeles Empire will definitely list you as a murderer. I will not let go of it quickly!" The young knight yelled, there was Backed by the Los Angeles Empire and the King, he is fearless.
"The King's Special Envoy?" Sargeras frowned. If the Los Angeles Empire stared at their Burning Legion, it would be a bit of a hassle. In this case, this guy...
Sargeras’s cold eyes are already killing.
The young knight hesitated to see Sargeras, thinking that he was afraid of the Los Angeles Empire, and he became more and more proud: "Hey, you are a demon in the district, dare to disobey the king's order, let me go, and then yell at me." If you are happy, I may leave you a life."
Even Meg can't help but admire the death of this big brother. This time, the Los Angeles Empire Knight can't do it. How come this kind of guy with eyes above the top, out of the border of the Los Angeles Empire, and I am the illusion of the boss.
If you are not worried that this guy will die in the city of chaos, he may bring him some trouble. He wants to give him a scoop with a kitchen knife and look at what is inside.
Sargeras looked cold, clenched the folding chair and prepared to send the unobstructed guy on the road.
"When can the people of the Los Angeles Empire go to the city of chaos and threaten to invade the inhabitants of the chaotic city?" At this moment, a majestic voice sounded, a black carriage stopped at the door of the Maimy restaurant, the door Opened, Roland walked out and looked coldly at the young knight who was stepping on the ground.
Sargeras glanced at the man in the carriage, stowed the folding chair, took back the foot on the face of the young knight, and stepped back.
Since the Lord of the Grey Temple has come, naturally there is nothing wrong with him.
The young knight only felt a horrible pressure over him, and his strong mental power pressed him. Although the demon had already recovered his foot, he was still lying on the ground and could not move. The strong pressure made him almost unable to breathe.
"The Lord of the Grey Temple, Roland!" The young knight’s heart was shocked. One of the actual masters of the chaotic city appeared to be here for a chef and shot him.
"Roland Lord, I am in the order of the king, I am going to invite Mr. McGonagall, the owner of the restaurant, to go to the Luodu cooking palace feast. I have no intention of offending, please forgive me." The young knight quickly said.
It is rumored by the outside world that the city of chaos is bold and generous, but the owner of the Grey Temple is a hot resort. If he is shot to him, he will be famous. I am afraid that the King will not speak much.
"Mr. McGonagall is willing to go?" Roland looked at McGonagall.

The restaurant is busy, and the warrior is also asked to tell the king that he is weak and not going to go,
Meg said with a smile.
Roland will pressurize and watch the knight cold and cold: "You have heard it, now, you can roll."