I am the Envoy of the Winter

Zhong Li closed his eyes and sniffed for a while, then couldn't help admiring.

"That's right, if it's too sweet, if it's too sweet, if it's too little, it will lack the taste. This kind of just right heat makes the honey juice and animal meat perfectly combined, giving people the illusion that the two are one. Master Xiangling's craftsmanship is unique in this world."

"Oh, it's just a very ordinary barbecue, you're making a big mistake."

Zhongli's compliment made Xiangling a little embarrassed.

She knew that the perfect performance this time was inseparable from the two ingredients in her hand.

It's a pity that the sunset fruit has been used up, and I don't know if I can make similar dishes in the future.

"Then I'm welcome."

Picking up the teacup and moistening his throat, Zhongli picked up a piece of meat and bit down.

Just as he expected, the feeling of exploding taste buds instantly occupied all his senses.

But... the way it explodes is a little different.

And the first time he bit it, a person popped up in his mind.

Bai Luo.

"This......"

what's the situation?Why is there this smell?

"Is there anything wrong?"

Seeing Zhongli's strange expression, Xiangling hurriedly asked.

"The barbecue is fat but not greasy, crisp but not burnt, it can be said to be perfect to the extreme, but..."

"only......?"

"It just reminds me of someone."

After hesitating for a while, Zhongli picked up a piece of barbecue again and stuffed it into his mouth.

That kind of sourness filled the whole mouth, making people doubt life.

Unmistakable, it is definitely the fruit of that guy!

Gulu swallowed the barbecue in his mouth, Zhongli looked at the confused Xiangling, and asked aloud: "Master Xiangling, did you add sunset fruit to your barbecue?"

"Wow, as expected of Mr. Zhongli, he even guessed this."

The reason why Xiangling didn't tell Zhongli about the sunset fruit in the roasted pork with honey sauce was that he wanted him to guess the raw materials inside after eating it.

After all, he was able to clearly explain all the seasonings and ingredients in the dishes every time before, and he was so detailed as to the amount of ingredients.

Originally, she wanted to use this sunset fruit to trick Zhongli's taste buds.

"Did you meet someone at Mond?"

"???"

Is this... a little too much?

You can tell that I have surpassed the standard by adding sunset fruit, but now you can still tell that I have met someone?

In the next sentence, do you want to ask, is this fruit given to me by a man named Bai Luo?

"Did a man named Bai Luo give you this fruit?"

"..."

Although Xiangling didn't speak, the words were written on his face.

Zhong Li is almost certain that that boy Bai Luo is in Mond right now.

The slightly bitter tea dilutes the sourness in his mouth, and Zhongli looks very stable.

In fact, Xiangling has already noticed a certain change in him.

Some kind of indescribable change.

It's a pity that he hasn't given up his position as the rock god yet, so he can't rush into that free land.

Otherwise, he couldn't help but want to fly over.

"Please help me pack it."

Two mouthfuls, even Prince Yan couldn't bear it.

After flushing the taste out of his mouth with tea again, Zhong Li said.

"Bale?"

Zhongli had been coming to Wanmintang for so long, and he basically ate it all at once, and then gave his own comments.

But it was the first time for packing.

"Well, it's so delicious, I want my friends to taste it together."

"That's still the old rule, is it recorded in the account of the Pastoral Hall?"

Bringing the ledger, Xiang Ling asked.

"No, this time it will be credited to Mr. Beiguo Bank's account."

......

Bai Luo didn't know what happened to Liyue, and he didn't know that the sunset fruit that he thought would be made into jam by Xiangling and eaten by some unlucky food taster would end up in Zhongli's mouth.

Otherwise...he would definitely not be as leisurely as he is now.

Now he is walking on the snow mountain with Lu Maomao in his arms.

When he left before, he promised Yin to visit him regularly.

Count the time, it's almost time.

He did not disturb the nearby fools and soldiers, and walked near the cave alone.

From afar, he saw a pitch-black cat lying lazily on the snow at the entrance of the cave, basking in the sun while licking its own fur.

Although the sun is not very vicious, but for Sharaf, who has not seen the sun for a long time, it is still very cherished.

Not that he didn't want to run away.

But now, let alone leaving Longji Snow Mountain, he might be frozen to death on the mountain before he could go far.

Even if he couldn't die from the cold, it would be difficult for him to hide on the snow mountain with his fur.

What's more, he's not sure if his lost organs will come back if he turns back into a human.

All in all, being a cat is pretty good.

In the middle of licking, he noticed that the sunlight seemed to be blocked by something.

And that thickness doesn't look like cloud cover either.

Subconsciously raised his head, Sharaf was so frightened that his hair exploded.

That... that man!

"What about silver?"

Looking at the black cat in front of him, Bai Luo asked aloud.

"Meow......"

Weakly felt a cry, and Sharaf stretched out his paw and pointed to the cave behind him.

Bai Luo didn't bother with him either, and walked straight into the cave with Lu Maomao in his arms.

As soon as he entered the cave, a figure who was doing an experiment caught his eyes.

However, compared to Bai Luo's impression, Yin's alchemy skills seem to have declined, because he seemed to be in a hurry when he was doing experiments.

Even sometimes when putting materials, some containers are accidentally knocked over.

"What are you deploying?"

When doing alchemy experiments, the most taboo thing is someone interrupting.

Or speak abruptly like this from behind.

Because if you disturb the alchemists, they may make mistakes in the ratio of the materials in their hands, and it may cause unnecessary troubles at that time.

But Bai Luo, who had been with Yin for a while, knew very well that this guy looked clumsy, but he was actually a veteran in this field.

Let alone talking to him, even if Du Lin wakes up one day, as long as the experiment in his hands is not over, he will definitely not be affected.

But......

Now the silver in front of him has a problem.

Chapter 453 The Death of Silver

"Clap-"

After hearing Bai Luo's voice, Yin actually tensed up directly.

Even the two bottles of liquid in his hand fell to the ground.

The fusion of two different potions gave off a dangerous aura.

And the fused medicine is gradually boiling like boiling water.

"boom--"

A violent aura swept the entire cave, sending Bai Luo and Yin flying together.

Experimental equipment and the like were scattered all over the place.

If Bai Luo hadn't blocked Yin's side in time, Yin might have already...

"Ok?"

Just as he was about to express his feelings, Bai Luo realized that there was something wrong with Yin in front of him.

At this moment, his eyes were wide open, and his pupils were full of unwillingness.

Even the limbs became extremely distorted by the shock wave just now.

Whether it's Barbara from the West Wind Church or Bai Shu from Bubulu, they will definitely shake their heads and sigh after seeing this scene.

Can't be saved, can't be saved, just bury it.

"Hey, don't pretend to be dead, it's me."

Pinching Yin's face with his hands, Bai Luo said helplessly.

Others don't know, but Bai Luo who brought him back personally doesn't know?

This guy was made by [Gold] himself, even after staying in the belly of the poisonous dragon Durin for hundreds of years, it has not been corroded.

Even relying on absorbing the vitality of the opponent, he has survived until now.

As a result, he was killed by a small experiment?

It's even more outrageous than Bai Luo eating the sweet sunset fruit.

But as soon as he got started, Bai Luo sensed something was wrong.

Because Yin's tragic death is really not just pretending. Whether it's the twisted limbs or the broken neck, they are all real injuries.

Bai Luo, who has been a killer for so many years, can't judge wrongly.

Frowning slightly, Bai Luo thought of something.

After a little induction, his expression began to become a little subtle.

Because he noticed that there was no mark left by him on the silver corpse in front of him.

Here comes the problem, the mark he made himself, even he himself can't erase it.

So are the gods of this world.

So how does silver get erased, unless...

Expanding the range of perception, a familiar figure is rushing towards this side at an extremely fast speed.

"silver?"