Chapter 539: This knife, very fast

The sly expression on Evan's face instantly solidified, and the two eyebrows trembled slightly, as if suppressing his emotions. If he was angry with a little girl, it would be more difficult to capture the heart of Xavier. I found out some of Xavier's preferences.
The mercenaries suddenly laughed. They usually had a high degree of self-esteem. Evan, who had always had a stinking expression, didn’t have much affection, since Xavier had already let Maige’s father and daughter get on the carriage, and after going to the foggy valley, Separation will not affect their actions, and naturally there will be no hostility. This little girl is really cute and has the ability to kill Evan in one sentence.
"Little girl, Master Evan, can you say this! He is a powerful third-level ice magician! And he is still a space magician! I now ask you to apologize to Evan Master immediately!" The girl who was not far from Avon got up and looked at Amy with an angry look.
McGonagall raised his eyes. The girl was about seventeen or eight years old. She was wearing a blue and white dress. Her face was just plain. There was a white magic wand hanging around her waist. It seemed to be a magician, just a mage robe. Did not wear, so it should be a level 1 magician.
Seeing her anger and maintaining Evan’s appearance, as if her most important person was insulted, this made Meg think of a word ‘brain powder’
"Look, this young lady, your chest is so small!" Amy looked at Eva with a look of surprise, and extended her little finger to the position of her chest: "It seems that there is no such thing."
Everyone's eyes were brushed along with Amy's little hand, and it was as smooth as a horse, and he couldn't help but agree.
"You, you..." Eva’s face suddenly changed. She sat down and retracted to her position. Her hands clasped her knees and tried to block her chest. The blush was like a monkey's buttocks. Amy, like wanting to eat both of them.
"This little brother, are you also a mercenary? Is it a knight or a magician?" Dennis, who was sitting next to McGonagall, looked at Meg's hearty smile and asked, others were curious to see. Come, McGonagall’s equipment looks so strange that it’s a bit unpredictable.
Even Xiwei looked back at McGonagall, wondering why he had such confidence, dare to bring his little daughter to the wilderness, and strength is the favorite. If there is not enough strength, it is totally irresponsible. behavior.
McGonagall looked at the curious eyes of everyone and calmly said: "Actually, I am a chef."
"Ok?"
Everyone was stunned at once, looking at McGonagall, feeling that he wanted to hear something wrong.
"The food made by my father is super delicious." Amy was attached to the side, and the small face was full of pride.
"Cooking... cook? Then what are you looking for?" Dennis waited for a huge bulls to look at McGonagall. I thought I was wrong, but now I’m listening to the girl’s proud tone. No mistakes, but looking at McGonagall is still difficult to conceal his surprised expression.
The mercenaries were similar expressions, and even felt ridiculous. A group of mercenaries who had fought in battles sat in the same car with a cook and went to the same target.
"Chef?" Xavier looked at McGonagall and frowned slightly. Before seeing McGonagall's eyes, he thought he was a rational and wise person, but if he was really just a chef, he brought his daughter to this dangerous one. In the wilderness, it is absolutely impossible to call a competent father, or he does not know what the four-level Warcraft means.

A new dish that the restaurant is going to launch needs to use the meat of the iron barbarian. I am out of the wood.
McGonagall replied honestly, but his face was frank, and a mercenary who would not cook was not a good cook.
Moreover, I really want to talk about qualifications. In his mind, there is a Tu Long tutorial left by McGonagall. It is not that he looks down on everyone. In hunting, they are indeed rubbish.
"You think this idea is really singular...but do you know that the iron man is a four-level Warcraft? That big guy is not even dare to face it, and it can easily break the three or four people after running. Big tree, a copper-iron bone is not blowing, even if the third-level knight's full-powered sword can only leave a shallow scar on it, you don't even have a sword, is it... ready to fight with it? "Scott, sitting on the other side, pressed his long sword at the waist and looked at McGonagall. He felt that this guy didn't seem to understand what he would face if he went to the foggy valley.
"I actually brought a weapon, a slaughter knife." McGonagall pointed to the slaughter knife in his black scabbard.
The expressions of the mercenaries were even more eccentric. They looked at the monsters with a look at the monsters. They had been mercenaries for the rest of their lives. They had never heard of any mercenaries coming out to do the task with the knife.
Xavier also had some headaches, thinking about whether to throw this guy who didn't understand the situation, let him take his daughter back to the city of chaos, and a chef ran out to make fun.
"A cook, even dare to go to the wilderness to find death, let me see how you look like a slaughter knife, can you cut the tree." Evan looked at Meg with a mocking look, then directed to Meg Out of the right hand.
An ice blue light appeared on Evan's hand, and the slaughtering knife at McGonagae trembled, and the buckled leather scabbard slammed open, the cold light flashed, and a brown-black scabbard slaughtered knife The scabbard flew out.
The mercenaries looked at this scene with some nervous expressions. The weapon was a taboo in the mercenary. For the mercenary, the weapon was the most loyal partner, if this happened between the two mercenaries. It is very likely that a duel will erupt.
Xiwei also looked at this scene with some disappointment. Evan’s business was still as disgusting as ever, but she now also wants to let McGonge understand the danger of the wilderness, and then take the initiative to bring the cute little girl back, so Not blocked.
"Look at it, but it's got steady, this knife, very fast." McGonagall said with a smile, then reached out and slid a finger at the knife that slaughtered the knife toward Evan.
"Ding!"
The slaughtering knife that had been steadily flying toward Evan's hand instantly accelerated, and the direction turned sharply, and flew away toward Evan, and the speed was incredible.
"Do not!"
Evan’s face changed dramatically, but the hand that was carried in front of him could not change the direction of the slaughtering knife. He only felt cold and screamed in horror.
Whispering the rivers and lakes
Second more! I am moving home today, and I will start to add more tomorrow, and slowly return to the state.