Chapter 1711: Your kebabs

In the trust of her idol, Barbara opened her eyes.
then.
She cried again.
"I'm too south." Barbara covered her face, choked with a grievance, feeling the huge octopus waving countless tentacles, and the countless scarlet eyes growing on the tentacles, staring at her deadly. .
Compared to the murals on the stone wall, the real devil is even more terrifying!
The inexplicably large body, countless huge tentacles, and the countless scarlet eyes growing on the tentacles, all highlight the horror.
"Little girl, don't be afraid, we have so many people here, although they can't beat it together." Krasu smiled at Barbara and said, "But this isn't a seal across, does that guy get out? Come. "
"Fool, I'm going to give you a little mental endurance first. This guy can capture the soul and control the soul. Your strength is the lowest and it is the easiest to become its target." Irina came up and held it. Barbara's hand helped her wipe the tears in the corner of her eyes, and her voice softened a bit. "If you can't overcome the fear and face it, then I can only take you away."
Barbara slowly lowered her hand and looked at her Irina with a coquettish look on her face. Her face turned red and she was scared to cry twice in a row! And still in front of Irina!
"No! I must not look down on her!" Barbara renewed her courage, clenched her teeth, and looked in the direction of the seal.
"桀桀"
The terrible octopus screamed a horrible roar, patting the seal array with its tentacles, shaking the golden light wall as if it might break at any time.
Barbara stared at the octopus for a while, and the fear gradually subsided.
Not because she was brave, but Irina whispered in her ear, "If you look at its eyes, would it be quite pig-saving if you pick it out and roast it?"
In such a word, those scary eyeballs that originally shone with scarlet light in her eyes were like pig eyes that had been strung on the skewers, and the horror meaning was suddenly diminished.
"It would be better not to be found by the boss." Barbara nodded, and glanced at the octopus with a pity.
"Hey Nizi, it's bold." Julian looked at Barbara with surprise, thinking she would be so scared that she couldn't even open her eyes.
"However, can she really understand the seal formation?" Norfan stared at Barbara with surprise, too. The little girl looked like she was fourteen or five years old, but the gift of space magic was quite extraordinary. At a young age, he was already a seventh-level space magician.
"Yes, but I only looked at the corner of the formation, I can't guarantee that the entire formation can understand, let alone say that I can repair it." Barbara looked at Norfan herself and replied, she knew this The principal of Chaos Academy is a tenth-level space magician, so there is a little respect in his tone.
Nuo Fan's eyes lighted and he nodded: "Anyway, I'll accompany you to take a closer look at this array. You tell me what you don't understand, and we'll study it later."
"Okay." Barbara nodded, and started following Norfolk's research along the seal formation.
"Where does this girl come from? How can you understand such an ancient formation?" Krasu muttered.
"On the moon." Irina looked calmly into the sky.
"Huh?" Krassu and Julian were stunned.
"Are there really people over there?" Krasu surprised.
"Nothing in history." Julian frowned.
"She claims to be from the country of the moon, and is the princess of the country of the moon. She repaired an ancient formation and accidentally came to the land of Nolan." Irina shrugged slightly, to be honest, she didn't believe Barbara at first Pulling up from the moon, she has read many ancient books of the Elven clan, but there is no record of human beings on the moon.
"There is no record, but it does not mean that it does not exist. The existence of this guy has not been proven?" Krasu pointed to the octopus strangely.
"The records of the ancient devil's existence have been completely eliminated, and the runes and formations of the ancient times have not been passed down. However, there are records in this regard in the kingdom of the moon. Is it possible that the kingdom of the month may have been in the same period? "Is the mainland disconnected?" Irina inferred.
"It's possible." Julian nodded slightly, his voice hoarse: "If so, they might have a way to kill these demons, or reseal them."
...
The lamb soup introduced in the morning has been well received by the guests.
This is not beyond the expectations of McGonagall. After all, this is a lamb soup that can't pick up even a little trouble. Is there any more demanding and strict customer in this world than him?
nonexistent.
Otherwise, he will not be the protagonist selected by the system.
Of course, he was not proud at all.
Looking at the hundreds of skillful lamb skewers in his hand, if he could never, he would never be so strict with those kebabs!
The ghost knew how much bitterness he had eaten last night in order to grill a string of scorched lamb, tender and refreshing lamb skewers!
According to the agreement, McGonagall launched kebabs at noon as scheduled.
The price is: a bunch of 100 copper coins!
Although this price is not as cheap as before, it is a polar black goat meat that grows on snowy plateaus. Herdsmen on the blue grassland are rare and rare. It is only here that he can taste the freshest roasted black. Lamb skewers.
"Three Yangzhou fried rice, five meat skewers, six bowls of yellow braised chicken rice, ten skewers of beef, and ten skewers of mutton ..." Mia entered the restaurant, and quickly ordered new ones. Read it again.
"Okay, give them a hundred kebabs first!" McGonagall shook the kebabs in a long line next to it, and the kebabs were immediately divided into twenty It landed on a plate, sprinkled a handful of green onions, and was then taken away by Jane and Elizabeth.
"Drinking lamb soup in the morning and eating shish kebabs at noon are really beautiful." Abraham looked at the shish kebabs being taken out of the kitchen and rubbed his hands with excitement.
"By the way, when will Miss Windsor return to the City of Chaos? If she doesn't come, we won't be so energetic about eating hot pot." Randy sitting opposite him asked.
"She, most of the time I can't come." Abraham shook his head and said with some regret: "Unfortunately, she has no chance to taste such a good lamb soup and lamb skewers. I want to write a letter to tell her ? "
"Then she can't stand it," Randy laughed.
"Forget it, I don't need to write it. She will read all the food magazines. You gourmets are definitely better than me." Abraham immediately stopped his thoughts.
"Your kebabs." Elizabeth placed a long plate of ten kebabs between the two, holding the tray to the next table.
"Wow! This scent!"
Randy and Abraham drew forward almost at the same time with a sigh of admiration.