Chapter 1380: What the Grey Temple is very good at

"Do you know what is the most tragic thing in life?"
"Ok?"
"I have been eating spicy hot pot for five days in a row, singing chrysanthemums at home every day, but still going to the hot pot the next day, you said that it is not terrible?" Harrison sipped a large glass of beer, a look Unbearable love is in the chair.
"You, he took me to eat every day, how miserable I am, how miserable he is, I will not know?!" Jergi rolled his eyes and gently moved his ass, which was nowhere to be placed. Ass.
"Your duck intestines are getting old," reminded the next table.
"Do not"
The two immediately flicked from the chair and quickly fished the duck intestines in the red soup pot filled with peppers.
In the morning, the rice-meat restaurant can only come to a bowl of preserved eggs, lean meat and porridge, and padlock the belly. At noon, it is directly closed to the door.
Only when the night falls, braving the hot pot and the fragrant roast beef skewers can give some comfort and satisfaction to the stomach for a day.
But when it was with the owner of Mai, the rich menu and the food were really too sad.
Then the delicious spicy hot pot can't be eaten every day.
"Miss Mia, when can the boss come back? Although the hot pot made by Miss Rina is as delicious as the owner of the wheat, it is very sad to eat delicious food in the morning and at noon." Harrison Looking at the North Asian Mia, a face mourned.
The guests also watched it all over. The few days after Mr. Mai left, they found that they were completely inseparable from the boss of Mai. Without his days, he couldn’t help but think of him for every meal.
"This... I also want to know." Yabei Mia has some helpless hands. The ghost knows how hard these days are to cope with those who are mad at eating food. She wants the boss to come back earlier than anyone else. I can return to the normal track.
The guests sighed with a sigh of relief, and the reply they had heard many times, the return of the Mai boss is unknown.
"I hope that the wheat boss can bring us new surprises when going out this time, otherwise I will never forgive him!" A girl patted the bulging chest firmly, thought, and added: "Unless he Let me eat a second tofu brain."
Everyone nodded. For them, the new dish that Mr. Mai’s boss might present to everyone after returning is probably the only comfort.
"What new dish will this be? Uncle McGonagall, they will go out for five days, it must be a great food." Anna whispered.
"He has never been disappointed, I think, this time will not." Xue Lier's mouth showed a smile.
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The city's main government, in the secret room.
"The expedited news from the fear of Alcatraz Island, Alex and Irina broke into the fear of Alcatraz Island, Alex with a strange thunder, picking fear of Alcatraz Island, killing Bashir, and Take away the three hundred Elf girls who were imprisoned by it." Michael handed the secret letter to Roland, who had not had time to sit down.
Roland carefully read the secret letter, and the serious face muscles moved, and the expression was a bit strange: "The wheat boss's trip to the material is really not calm at all."
"Yeah, from the timeline, Alfred and Simmons inexplicably died on the island, and then led to the abyss demon and the flame demon race, most of them were caused by them." Michael is deeply convinced. Nod, "It seems that Mai boss chose seafood this time."
"The crustacean ten kings temple was destroyed, the abyss demon and the flame demon family disappeared over the battlefield agents of all ethnic groups, behind these things, I am afraid they have their shadow."
"Two people, in just a few days, completely smashed the water of the demon family.
The wars of the Abyss and the Flames of the Devils are not known when they can stop. Other families are also immersed in each other. They have lost the fear of the 10th-level powerhouse. Now they should start to worry about the challenge of destroying the demons.
The powerful war alliance of the demon family has become ruined. Before the peace talks between the various ethnic groups, it is almost impossible to reach a united front. The threat of war from the demon family was temporarily wiped out.
They did what we always wanted to do, but they were always rejected on the sand table because they might go wrong. This is incredible. Michael said with amazement.
"When Alex and Irina are together, they can always do something incredible." Luo Ran nodded in agreement.
"They have made outstanding contributions to world peace again. Although we can't help them too much, at least they can help them erase some of the less perfect places, such as Alfred and Simmons. They are still in the city of chaos."
"This kind of thing, the Grey Temple is very good." Roland smiled and turned and walked toward the door.
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McGonagall looked at the elves who were full of satisfaction and smiled. "I am honored to offer you this dinner. Please take a break. We will soon be able to reach the city of chaos. Princess Irina has already There is a shelter for you, and you will contract with the night elves."
The elves have expressed their gratitude to Meg, and the haze on their faces has been swept away. The happiness brought by the food and the fullness of the stomach have made their expressions brighter. There are still many The elf has returned to a friend.
They used to be arrogant, but now they want a friend who can rely on confiding.
Going to the city of chaos and joining the night elves means that a new life is about to begin, and many elf expressions are full of expectations.
"Thank you." Irina looked at the apron with her hands on her back and came to the second floor.
"Should." Meg smiled and reached for a little glare from her mouth. She looked at her with a smile: "Call the chicken is delicious?"
Seeing that the stolen food was discovered, Irina simply put a half of the chicken legs behind her and lit it out and handed it directly to McGonagall. "Hey, taste for yourself."
McGonagall took a bite and smiled and nodded. "Sure enough, the chicken I made is so delicious."
"Father, you taste me, my taste is super delicious." Amy pulled the clothes of McGonagall and tried to hand over to McGonagall with the chicken legs in the toes.
"Well, I taste Amy." Meg smiled and took a bite of the chicken leg that Amy handed, and nodded. "Amy's chicken legs are also delicious."
"The chicken legs of my mother and my wife, who is better?" Amy asked.
Irina's beauty is also looking at McGonagall.
"Amount..." McGonagall raised his eyebrows. Isn't that all he did? This is a happy and distressed multiple-choice question.