There was a whining sound in its throat, probably trying to imitate the pitiful human voice, but chocolate has never been sympathetic in the general sense.

　　 It loosened and held the parrot's paw, looked at the poor bird condescendingly, and then patted it on the cheek with its furry cat's paw, which was regarded as a warning.

　　 wagging his tail and jumped off the counter, and lightly swiped on the standing old man. Immediately, all kinds of weird things snapped to the ground.

　　Chocolate licked his lips, all those who are not greedy. It squinted and observed for a few seconds, and then scratched it with its furry paws for a while, first grabbed the coins paid by Jenkins to its side, and picked out some fragments of gems and bones, and then ate them one by one. in.

After doing this, regardless of lying on the counter, the old parrot whose tears fell down like a string of large pearls, bounced to the back door that was opened just now, and the door opened a gap again. But this time it was silent, revealing the white light behind.

　　 "Meow~"

　　 It also wandered in, and the tail waved at the door for the last time, and its body disappeared.

Chapter 479 Chapter 472 Story

　　 is still the familiar feeling of dizziness. Sometimes Jenkins wonders if he has symptoms such as "dizzy space transfer". After asking my father for verification, I realized that that strange feeling is normal. When the space shifts more times, I can almost adapt to it.

　　 Of course, the premise is that no space disaster or subspace evil or other messy things have been encountered in this process.

　　 sat on the icy ground, closed his eyes and adjusted to it for a while, the hand on the ground actually caught a handful of moist grass.

　　 opened his eyes and saw that it was a desolate grassland, but the black mist was obscured in the distance and the original appearance was not visible. Apart from Mr. Black Cat, there are two strangers who have never seen him before. Among them, the younger woman is holding the ground and throwing up, while the man of the same age as Mr. Black Cat is covering his mouth and also The appearance of the jet.

　　 Looking up, the strange fog also covered the sky, without the sun, moon, and stars. But the visibility nearby is not bad, because a bonfire is burning about 50 feet (15.24 meters) ahead.

　　 The old man with a book sat cross-legged by the campfire, wearing a monocle, but there was no expression on his face.

　　 "It's a success, it's really a paradox!"

　　 Even though I think the owner of the bookstore will not lie in my heart, I still have doubts about the white light in my heart. This is the first time he has entered the treacherous state with excitement.

　　 Jenkins also sincerely hope that this is the last time.

　　 Mr. Black Cat recovered quickly, grabbed Jenkins's extended hand and stood up, then patted the soiled clothes. Chocolate squinted his eyes and lay in Jenkins' arms. Seeing that everyone was normal, he pretended to meow and raised his head danglingly against Jenkins' clothes.

　　 The other two strangers are obviously together, as can be seen from eye contact and standing. But this is not a place for intrigue, because everyone will encounter misfortune if they are not careful.

After a short self-introduction, the young woman's name is Celt Knight, and the middle-aged man is Sloan Cred; Jenkins is still Hercule Poirot, and Mr. Black Cat’s pseudonym is Kate. Black.

　　 The four temporarily formed an alliance, and then verbally recognized the principle of not hurting each other and helping each other, and then they walked to the bonfire.

　　 Seeing that the old man reading the book still did not speak, and focused on the book, the four of them looked at each other, imitating it and sat down.

　　 Just like that, there were five people sitting around the campfire, or five human-like creatures. Too close to the flame, so that when you look back, the black fog that obscures the sky and the distance seems closer. Of course, this is probably not an illusion.

　　 "Shall we tell a story?"

　　 The reader stiffly put down the book in his hand, and in the process everyone could see the age spots on his wrist.

　　 Although the sentence above is an interrogative sentence, the four bestowers know that they have no choice at all.

　　 "What are we going to do to get out of here?"

　　 Seeing that no one answered the call, Jenkins took the initiative to ask. Mr. Black Cat on the side hurriedly pulled his sleeve, and Miss Knight and Mr. Cored also gave surprised expressions.

　　 Jenkins is not worried at all, this is already the sixth deception he has experienced. He knew very well that in the early stages of the deception, as long as he didn't deliberately provoke the host, and didn't deliberately observe it, the danger was basically minimal.

　　 "It's very simple, as long as the story I'm telling ends, you can leave."

　　 The old man observes four people in turn through monocles, closes his book with a snap, and puts it on his lap.

　　The thickness of the book is like an ordinary notebook, and the size is the ordinary specification. It's just that the cover material seems to be leather, so it doesn't look flat.

　　The chocolate half body with a low sense of existence is hidden in the shadow of Jenkins being reflected by the campfire. Although he was full just now, he didn't mind eating more.

　　 Ignoring the expressions of the four people, the old man flipped through the first page of the book with his stubby fingers. Mr. Cored, who was closer to him, seemed to want to take a glance at the content on the page, but he spouted a mouthful of blood with a puff.

　　 The blood was sprayed into the bonfire, causing the flame to shake violently. The darkness behind him seemed to be deeper.

　　 "The story happened a long, long time ago. It was an old age."

　　 clearly introduces the rules without emotion, but when he tells the story, it is quite the opposite. Even Jenkins has to admit that even a professional storyteller cannot be better than it.

　　 "That is a kingdom near the sea, and the people in the kingdom lead a happy and happy life..."

　　 "Williamette-style fairy tale..."

　　 Mr. Kredder whispered to his companions.

　　 The so-called "Williamette-style fairy tales" means that most of the fairy tales in Jenkins's "Tales of Foreigners" start with such a sentence. This has become the main attack point of those who criticize him now, so critics have also begun to use "Williamette's fairy tales" to describe new fairy tales that are very similar to those written by Jenkins.

　　"The king and queen of the kingdom are a loving couple. They gave birth to three lovely children. The protagonist of our story is the kind and innocent little princess, Sophia.

　　 It was an early morning on a weekend, and the princess was awakened by her little maid as usual. She has long shiny blonde hair, and her eyes are dark and bright. Of course, like all little girls of this age, Sophia also has some willful bad habits, such as..."

　　 The four people who were forced to listen to the story swallowed neatly.

　　 "For example, she likes to eat a fresh apple when she wakes up."

　　 The words of the scholar stopped, and what followed was a strange voice in the darkness behind everyone.

　　 Gulu~ Gulu~ Gulu~

　　 More than a dozen fresh and plump apples rolled from the darkness to the bonfire, and the light of the flame set off the attractive red luster of the apples.

　　 "So, which one should she choose from the fruit bowl on the bedside?"

　　 He stopped talking when he said here, but looked at four people with a book in his hand.

　　 "We need to let the story go on to get to the end..."

　　 Mr. Black Cat said, "So, this is..."

　　 "This is a choice. Obviously, among these apples, it's not just apples."

　　Miss Knight took the conversation. Her hair was also golden, but it was not as pure as Jenkins's golden hair. It is said that some people can judge whether a person's ancestor is a nobleman based on the slight difference in hair color, and they don't know who is so bored to exercise such skills.

Chapter 480 Chapter 473 Sophia's Mount

　　 "I'll do it first!"

　　 Seeing that the other three people were still hesitating, Jenkins took the initiative to say.

After 　　 finished, he didn't observe it carefully either. Instead, he picked up the apple closest to him. Just about to open his mouth, he stopped again:

　　 "The princess chose this one and ate it."

After 　　 finished speaking, he opened his mouth and took a bite. Plenty of juice and pulp are delivered into the mouth together, this is indeed a good apple.

　　 As he thought, he raised his hand and wiped his nose, and then saw the red blood stain.

　　 Yu Guangzhong saw Mr. Black Cat's face full of horror, and he understood what had happened. Before the undead's ability was activated, the flames followed the blood and overflowed from the seven orifices of the head.

　　 After the purification flame disappeared, Jenkins stared at the poisoned apple that was missing a bite, wondering whether he should eat it all. But one bite to purify once is a bit too troublesome.

　　 "Sofia chose the largest and fullest one in the fruit plate, and ate it happily. This made the maid in the apron very unhappy, because there was a rich breakfast waiting for Sofia in the magnificent restaurant."

　　 It seems that I don’t have to eat it all.

　　"When Sophia came to the restaurant in the castle that was big enough for people from half of the kingdom to dine together, the elderly king and young queen were already sitting at the table.

　　‘Oh, my daughter, you are as beautiful as a flower blooming in the garden! ’

　　‘Oh, my daughter, even the elf in the forest is not as cute as you! ’

　　 The king and queen praised together.

　　 But Sophia also has her own secret, which often makes her miserable, but she still has to keep it.

　　 After breakfast, it’s a pleasant time for equestrian lessons, but Sophia’s cute pony Albert is sick. She must choose a new one from the mounts brought by the maid...

　　 The old man stopped. At the same time, a strange noise came from the black fog behind everyone, and it didn't sound like a horse's hoof.

　　 Everyone turned their heads, and saw that as the black mist dissipated, the astonishing roar almost penetrated everyone's eardrums. At the same time, the ground seemed to be shaking.

　　 "Oh, God~"

　　Miss Knight prayed, and the holy emblem she subconsciously wanted to draw was immediately recognized by Jenkins: eternal blazing sun!

　　 "They are the knights of the Church of the Sun and Justice?"

　　 He thought of it in surprise, but was immediately attracted by Mr. Black Cat's screams. Coming from the black fog, it turned out to be a monster like a hill.

It was a creature with a strong body. He had a long, thick neck, a horned or frilled head, sharp teeth, and a long tail; he walked on four strong feet, Flying with a pair of giant wings like bat wings, his body is covered with scales to protect the body; its eyes have four eyelids, of which the inner three layers are transparent to protect the eyes from injury, and the pupils are like teeth. Like a snake, but the teeth are sharp and bent inward.

　　 "It's a dragon! A pure-blooded dragon!"

　　 All four of them recognized it. Although the dragon had disappeared in the material world, almost all the mystical materials recorded this terrifying alien species.

"Meow?"

　　 While Jenkins stood up, Chocolate retreated to the back of his boots, revealing only a cat's head.

　　 "How did I offend my fate, the hermit arranges such a thing to be met by me!!!"

　　 Mr. Black Cat clutched his chest and moaned/groaned in a low voice.

　　 It was a black dragon, standing on the edge of the black mist and watching the campfire. The look in his eyes made people realize that this is definitely no less intelligent creature than theirs. The huge body and the unique mental pressure of the dragon race make people feel unable to breathe smoothly.

　　

　　 "Should we ride this?"

　　 Miss Knight asked incredulously.

　　 "No, there should be options, look over there!"

　　 Following Mr. Cored’s fingers, you can see the dragon’s feet, two black spots are advancing here.

　　 The horse-like creature walking in the front, with pure white fluffy hair, seems to be emitting a soft white light in the dark grassland.

　　 It has a luxurious golden unicorn with runes on its head. No one can doubt the purity of this creature at a glance.

　　 "Unicorn!"

　　 This time it was Miss Knight who was moaning/groaning. Her throat seemed to be blocked, and her voice was shaking with excitement.

　　

Behind 　　 the unicorn is a black horse with crimson mane and tail hair fluttering like flames. Its four hooves are floating in the air and trampled, leaving a trail of footprints with black flames out of thin air. The pair of upward-slanted eyes was extremely terrifying, and when they were looking at each other, the uncontrollable fear was definitely beyond the tolerance of ordinary people.

　　 "Dream..."

　　 "Nightmare beast! You don't need to explain one by one. I think the best thing we should do is pick one to tame."

　　

　　 Jenkins interrupted Mr. Credder rudely, then turned to look at the storyteller:

　　 "It won't give us too long. According to my understanding of the deception, the longer the delay, the more likely something will happen. Who will come this time? We'd better be quicker!"

"I come!"

　　 Mr. Cored frowned and raised his hand, nodded solemnly to Jenkins and Mr. Black Cat.

　　 He can also see that these two people are companions. Since Jenkins has been in danger just now, they can only come this time.

　　 "Uncle Kred..."

　　 The young woman yelled worriedly, and reached out and took his sleeve.

　　 "It's okay."

　　 The middle-aged man shook his head, and then said loudly, "The brave princess Sophia decided to try to tame the nightmare beast."

　　 said, he walked out of the area covered by the campfire.

　　 His choice is very correct, because only a madman will try to tame a strange dragon, and the legendary unicorn is more inclined to a pure and flawless girl, so for him, this is not a multiple choice at all.

　　 He didn't have a better way, but instead used a highly recognizable golden magical ability—[Mount Taming].

　　 The name is very straightforward. It is the exclusive magic of the Church of the Sun and Justice. Generally, only believers of the Great Sun can master it.

　　 But he failed, and he was almost burned by the **** fire spewed by the nightmare beast. The source of this powerful alien is unknown, but some people, including the old man, believe that they have a part of the demon blood.

The second attempt was Miss Knight. Her level was lower than Mr. Cored, so she didn’t overpower her own efforts to provoke the nightmare beast that was kicking forward with her front hoof and was obviously in a bad mood. Try to walk towards the beautiful unicorn.

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