Calamity Crown

Even……

Attribute bar and skill bar?

Goethe couldn't help looking at Zhao Dingsi again.

The eldest princess immediately put on a frightened look.

"You, don't look at me like that."

"I won't follow you."

"If you look at me again, I'll call!"

The eldest princess said tremblingly, but immediately pulled her throat and replied in a rough voice.

"Call! Call!"

"No one will come even if you call out your throat!"

"Hey hey hey!"

Goethe: ...

Is this horse riding mental illness?

Goethe looked at the Eldest Princess with a weird smile, with a look of idiot on her face, and when she was wiping her saliva, she unconsciously moved the stool a step.

The eldest princess saw this move.

She blinked curiously.

"Isn't it funny?"

"I've been preparing for a long time to make you happy, and I want to use this to get closer to you."

"Don't you like it?"

Said, is a look of self-pity.

It's true, this guy is mentally ill.

Goethe breathed a sigh of relief.

He's not afraid of psychos, lunatics, perverts, or anything like that.

On the contrary, he still has a sense of familiarity.

Unconsciously, Goethe pulled the chair back again.

"What about the small stuff?"

Goethe asked.

The eldest princess Zhao Dingsi looked at Goethe.

Unlike the previous scans, this time it was a serious look.

However, it was blocked by the bronze mask of the Taoist Lord of Longevity.

"Can you take off the mask?"

asked the eldest princess.

"Can I add a dish then?"

Goethe asked.

"What do you want to eat?"

"Explosive belly."

"can."

The moment the eldest princess nodded, Goethe took off her mask and revealed her original face.

To sum it up in one word: handsome.

Two words, that is handsome.

Especially with the heightened "heart" and the blessing of various secret techniques, Goethe has an extraordinary temperament, which is an indescribable horror in the eyes of those who see through the essence.

But in the eyes of most people, it is a mysterious atmosphere.

And the eldest princess Zhao Dingsi?

She is somewhere in between.

"The eyes are like stars, and the tentacles have barbs. They're pink, so cute!"

The eldest princess Zhao Dingsi stretched out her finger, as if she wanted to touch something.

But felt empty.

This made the eldest princess feel uncomfortable.

Involuntarily, she pursed her lips again.

But the next moment, he laughed again.

"whee."

"I found that it was so right for me to come to you as a collaborator."

"With you, we will be able to achieve great things."

"Well……"

"How is your strength?"

"Can I see it?"

The eldest princess Zhao Dingsi stretched out her hand and grabbed Goethe's sleeve, swinging it back and forth, like a five or six-year-old child, acting like a baby.

"Another dish?"

Goethe asked in this way.

"What dish?"

"Sheep tail!"

Goethe said, pointing to the copper pot.

At this moment, the charcoal fire in the copper pot is booming, and the clear soup has already boiled.

"It's a pity that there is no mutton tail simmering pot for this clear soup pot."

"Also, you need to put some sliced ​​ginger and scallions."

Goethe said seriously.

The eldest princess Zhao Dingsi was in a daze.

She felt that she was a little out of step with Goethe's train of thought.

In her mind, Goethe would definitely put forward some conditions at this time.

Goethe did indeed bring it up.

But this condition is a bit of a joke, right?

Is it possible...

Is he out of his mind?

The eldest princess Zhao Dingsi thought to herself.

However, without any hesitation, he just nodded and agreed.

The moment Zhao Dingsi agreed, bloody steam rose from Goethe's body, and seven blood shadows rushed straight away.

""Blood Nerve"!"

The eldest princess Zhao Dingsi exclaimed.

The eldest princess then pinched her brows.

She is shifting her frequency.

"Before, the people from the Imperial City Department handed me a booklet, which explained everything in detail."

"Not surprisingly."

"It is also because of "Blood Nerves" that you were identified as Yan Zhongxia."

"Especially Baoxiang also died in your hands."

"Yes, it is like that."

Zhao Dingsi was talking to himself, a little distracted.

However, Goethe didn't care.

what is this?

When he was in the 'club', he was more nervous than this.

One eye looks to the left and the other eye looks to the right.

The voice in the mouth is a woman's voice, but in ventriloquism it is a man's voice.

I like eating while pulling, and pulling people to watch.

The taste is a bit rushed.

Compared with this kind of person, Zhao Dingsi is quite normal.

Goethe ate his belly while adjusting the ingredients.

The sheep's tail has been put into the pot, but it takes a while to simmer, but it doesn't need to be fried. It's full of sesame sauce, crunchy and crispy. It's really delicious. It's the same ingredients, but it can make delicious food. Then What a craft.

"You are a good cook."

Goethe said with praise.

"Well, the ones brought out from the palace have only a little bit of skill."

The eldest princess Zhao Dingsi said slowly.

At this time, Zhao Dingsi seemed to switch back to that graceful and luxurious appearance.

But the next moment, it was a failure.

Because, just when she picked up the tamale and was about to take a bite of it, Goethe quickly took away the last bit of it.

"you?!"

Zhao Dingsi rolled his eyes angrily.

Eyebrows twitched.

Several frequencies that are not right want to emerge.

But I feel a little unnecessary.

In short, it is extremely uncomfortable.

"The table of strangers is like a battlefield."

Goethe swears, picked up the spoon and poured himself a bowl of clear soup from the copper pot.

A trace of oil is perfectly integrated into the medicinal materials.

The soup has a sweet taste.

Zhao Dingsi put down the bowl angrily, it's not that she didn't eat, it's just that a certain frequency in her mind wanted to eat a copper pot boiled meat, otherwise why would there be so much trouble?

Thinking of this, Zhao Dingsi immediately ordered the other frequencies to beat up the gluttonous frequency first.

Punching and kicking, waving folding stools.

But the more Zhao Dingsi thought about it, the angrier he became.

Involuntarily, she picked up the bowl again and filled herself with soup.

Why?

she prepared.