"Hey, girl, look what I've gotten for you. Kordak grinned and raised the snow rabbit in his hand: "The previous adventure was basically you and Selenos cooking, today let you see my craftsmanship!"

Vera's face was as pale as paper, and she smiled hard: "It's definitely unpalatable to death." ”

"It doesn't matter if it's unpalatable, but you need food right now, you need energy so that your injuries can recover. Kordak replied nonchalantly as he skillfully began to skin the rabbit, a craft that had been acquired by the long-term ** Warcraft.

Kordak grabbed a handful of snow and wiped the peeled rabbit and slipped it on a branch. He took out the fire fold from his bosom and carefully lit the fire.

"The quality of the magic spark from the Eyes of the Secret Law is excellent, and it can be kept at such a low temperature!" Kordaq nodded with satisfaction.

Vera also seemed to be infected by Kordak's optimism, and she looked up at Kordak with a somewhat weak smile.

The aroma of the barbecue slowly emanated, and the rabbit meat turned from pink to golden yellow under the action of the flame, and a few drops of rabbit oil flowed down and dripped on the flame, making a sizzling sound.

"I didn't expect it to be so fragrant! Hmph! Such a rabbit in the bullshit black shop hotel costs Lao Tzu two gold coins, and it doesn't smell as fragrant as I roasted. When I'm old, I'll come and sell roast rabbits, and I'll have to crush that black shop!" Kordak was still haunted by the few gold coins he had made, and he took out his dagger and cut off a piece of rabbit meat that was just the right color and handed it to him

Vera: "Taste, there's no seasoning here, so let's just take a look." ”

I have to say that although Kordak usually cooks, the rabbit meat this time is really good. The outer skin is golden and crispy, and the inner meat is tender and juicy, although there is no seasoning, but it can be regarded as a high-class delicacy just from the mastery of this heat.

"How's it good?" asked Kordak, his eyes wide, the rugged man looking a little nervous.

Vera nodded slightly: "It's delicious." ”

"It's delicious, you wait, I'll bake it for you." Cordak said happily, wiping his charcoal-stained face, and then roasted it intently.

Vera looked at Kordak's serious expression, and a strange emotion suddenly grew in her heart.

Although she was seriously injured, despite the wind and snow outside, all the pessimism and despair in her heart disappeared at this moment. As long as she looked at the dedicated man in front of her, her heart was full of peace, as if as long as he was there, no matter how big the difficulty was, it would no longer be difficult, and there would be no more ups and downs, because there was a man who was working hard for her.

After eating most of the rabbits, Vera's face flushed a little.

"I'll give you the last rabbit leg, I can't eat it. Vera handed it to Kordak.

Kordaq wasn't pretentious, he was hungry right now, and he couldn't take care of Vera without food. So he took the last rabbit leg and devoured it.

"Wow! I didn't expect the rabbit I roasted to be so fragrant. Kordaq muttered as he chewed on the rabbit meat.

"Hmph, it's far away, you have a good grasp of the heat, but you don't even have a seasoning, and it doesn't taste at all. "I'm in better spirits, and Vera is in the mood to fight with Kordaq again.

"That's not easy, when you go back later, you can have as many seasonings as you want, and then I'll roast the rabbit and make you vomit! Kordak said with a smile.

"You're a pig! you're an old black pig!" Vera was furious, raising her pink fist to give Kordak a blow. But unexpectedly, this big action once again touched the wound, and the blood gushed out again. Vera frowned in pain, and her originally ruddy face turned pale again.

"Damn, get here and don't move. Kordak was also taken aback, and he made Vera lie on his lap so that he could easily examine the wound.

Cordak didn't expect Vera's injuries to be worse than he had imagined, even after such a long time, the wounds were still oozing blood, and Vera's back was almost blood-red.

"Drink the healing potion. Kordak knew that Vera had a bottle with him, and he wanted to wait a while before using it to allow the potion to take full effect, but as it stands, it seemed that he couldn't afford to wait any longer.

Kordak cleaned the blood from the side of the wound and made a simple bandage with the bandage he had brought with him. It was only then that Vera's complexion improved a little, but Cordak's heart was filled with shadows at this time: judging by Vera's current injuries, she would need at least two healing potions to recover.

"Healing potion, healing potion......" Kordak thought with a frown.

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"Hell, you're going to kill us!" Deville panted, but even then he didn't forget to yell at Regner.

"Don't pretend here! I don't believe you'll let us go!" said Regner viciously, this guy has been pestering Anne Lott since the beginning of the meeting, although eight out of ten of Annelot's answers are false, but it still makes Regner unhappy.

He provokes the Snow Trolls, partly to escape DeVille's control, and partly out of anger at DeVille.

"Then I won't let you go now!" Deville saw that the snow troll was still a little far away from him, his expression suddenly became hideous, and he raised his hand and swung two magic missiles.

Regner dodged sideways, but since Deville wasn't far away and there was little space in the cave, the magic missile hit him in the left shoulder. Huge impact

Knocking Regner to a slanted center, he staggered a few steps and almost fell to the ground.

Seeing that Deville had torn his face, Regner naturally didn't keep his hand anymore. He subconsciously blocked Annelot behind him, pulled out two throwing knives and threw them over.

DeVille began chanting the second spell long after the sneak attack, adding a protective arrow to himself. So Regner's throwing knife slammed into the magic shield lightly, and Deville didn't hurt a single bit.

Naturally, Ragner didn't want to kill a level 12 mage with two throwing knives, he pulled out his flaming blade and pounced on it after the flying knife was released. Idiots know it

Dao can't distance himself from mages, and although it was his first time fighting a mage, Regner understood this truth.

Looking at the flaming blades that glowed with magical light, Deville's eyelids jumped violently. He didn't expect that this dry-looking poor sour imp actually had an enchanted weapon, and it was this stunned kung fu that Regner had already rushed over with a hideous expression.

I have to say that Deville is still a little overbearing, as a mage, he not only attacks the enemy at a short distance, but also the battle ground is such a narrow place. Even if his level is six levels higher than Regner, it is still very scary to be close to a fighter like Regner, who is known for his speed.

Ragnar clenched the flaming blade in his hand and quickly approached Deville. The flaming blade slashed at Deville's throat with a crimson arc of light.

Deville completed his second protective spell at the moment of the dagger's slash, the Stone Skin Technique. This is a very practical spell to resist physical attacks, and the huge power gap also dooms Regner to not be able to gain anything with just one hit.

In fact, Deville would have to take five or six knives to break the magic shield even if he let Regner cut it. So Regner's full blow didn't do any damage to Deville, but the huge force knocked Deville to the ground.

A cold sweat broke out on Deville's forehead, and if his stone skin technique had been completed a second too late, Regna would have cut his throat. The fear of facing death and the humiliation of being suppressed by such a weak person made him lose his mind.

"Die for me!" Deville flicked two more magic missiles back at Regner, and began chanting another spell.

Anne Lott was watching coldly from the side, and it had only been five or six seconds since Deville attacked Regner. Anyway, neither the Snow Trolls nor Deville's retinue had caught up, and Anne Lot was happy to see how Regna would fight with Deville—she was eager to see how Regna would perform against a mage.

As a result, as Annelot expected, Regner suppressed Deville at the beginning of the battle. The terrain, distance, and weapons caused Deville countless troubles, but they were only troubles.

The huge difference in rank will not be completely compensated by these conditional factors, not to mention that Deville can block several attacks from Regna with just one stone skin technique. And this amount of time was enough time for Deville to chant a lethal spell that hit Regner hard.

In fact, DeVille did the same. A huge amount of magical energy condensed in Deville's fingertips, at first it was a little green light, but as the chant progressed and the magic power was entered, the green light gradually turned into a ball of light and condensed in Deville's palm.

Annelot, who was watching from the sidelines, changed her face when Deville pronounced the first spell scale. Because she could see that Deville was about to cast a highly lethal sixth-level spell - Dissociation.