Leaving Illidan alone to rest, Mavi took the drunken wind and began his foraging journey. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

At night, Jin Aisara has regained a lot of life, and at least there are traces of elven activity in the dwellings of the upper elves. And Mavi, who was dressed as a high-class elf, quickly integrated into the atmosphere of the upper-class elf - although Mavi kept complaining in her heart, on the surface, she was indeed an upper-class elf beauty wearing a robe.

And when Mavi didn't watch out for drunkenness, the priestess's careful thoughts were made clear by drunkenness.

"What does this man look at me for? Am I wearing my clothes backwards? ”

"An invitation to a banquet? Are you sick, and I don't know you......"

"Are you greeting me? Neuropathy, how to recover? Forget it, just ignore it. ”

“……”

Although Mavi looks extremely cold on the surface, but her inner mood fluctuations have caught up with the small theater, and Zuifeng feels extremely embarrassed, in order to prevent Mavi from finding out that she is annoyed and angry, she can only cut off the spiritual contact with Mavi.

After a long time, although Mavi has gained countless attention, his plan to find food has come to nothing.

It turned out that the whole of Kin-Isala's food was rationed - that is, there was no place to trade ingredients. When the elves of the upper classes wanted to taste different cuisines, they would send their servants out hunting and gathering.

After following Mavi aimlessly for a long time, Drunken Wind finally couldn't help but whisper a reminder to Mavi at a turn.

"Don't go around, just find an upper-class elf's house and sneak in!"

"Oh, okay......"

Mavi wasn't pedantic either, either, (as evidenced by the robes she had stolen), and after being alerted by the drunken wind, she finally slipped into a house while no one was looking.

Someone is active!

Mavi hurriedly disappeared into the shadows.

Luckily, the person who was active was in the next room.

After waiting for a long time without moving, Mavi finally crept into action.

Thankfully, the kitchen isn't hard to find, and there's a lot of ingredients in it.

"Mavi, take the flour, and some fruit, yes, the egg—whatever it is, what's wrong with the Hippogriff—and the milk. What the? Deer milk? It's okay, deer milk is fine......"

Under Drunkenwind's command, Mavi found a basket and took a bag of flour and lots of fruit, deer's milk, and Hippogriff's eggs......

Of course, I also took a lot of scattered spices.

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When he returned to where Illidan was, poor Illidan was fainting from hunger.

Seeing the fruit, Illidan pounced on it without saying a word and began to gobble it up.

"Hey, hey, eat less, I'm going to make pizza!"

Drunken Wind made Illidan stop.

This is the first time that Zuifeng has been cooking in a state of soul - he has found that in this state, he can complete the whole cooking process without any kitchen utensils at all!

It's simple, just use a part of your soul as kitchenware!

Sounds dangerous, right?

In fact, this is not much of a difficult task for the warrior monk, there is a famous skill of the warrior monk called soul body double division, which is to use the power of the soul to transfer the position of the body.

So Illidan and Mavi watched in amazement as their drunken hands turned into knives and forks, beating eggs and noodles like flowing water......

Deer milk is dripping with lemon juice, which quickly breaks down into whey and coagulates under the impetus of the thick air.

After being filtered by a fine mesh of true air, the resulting solids are quickly compacted – a large piece of deer milk cheese is ready so quickly.

The noodles are crushed into a huge dough by the drunken wind, after which a tomato is directly mashed and evenly spread on the dough.

Then, the tomatoes are evenly coated with a layer of freshly made deer's milk cheese.

Afterwards, Drunken Wind diced all the fruits, and the diced fruits were evenly sprinkled on the huge dough cake.

"Mavi, go get some branches; Illidan, make a fire - don't use evil powers! ”

At the command of the drunken wind, a small bonfire burned.

It's a good thing it's remote enough, otherwise the demon would have noticed it.

Drunken Wind wrapped the pizza blank in real gas, sent it to the fire and began to roast it. In the sound of beeping and peeling wood burning, a fragrance gradually diffused.

……………………

"Alright, it's ready to eat."

Drunken Wind finally finished this one fruit pizza.

Maybe it's because of soul cooking, maybe it's because of the high quality of the ingredients, this pizza shines differently in the moonlight.

"Glowing cuisine?"

Just as Drunken Wind was thinking about why the pizza was shining, the whole pizza had been torn in half by Mavi and Illidan, and the two guys who were not afraid of heat didn't care about the image of holding half of the pizza and munching on it.

Along the way, Mavi and Illidan only ate magic bread made by Illidan, but how could Illidan, who was a power-seeker, spend time researching how to make magic bread delicious!

So the two of them actually nibbled on bread that was hard enough to smash people.

Mavi was reluctant to show weakness, and Illidan was a magic bread made by himself and wanted to eat it on his knees.

Now that they finally have normal, super-level food, Mavi and Illidan are almost so excited that they want to cry.

The smell of fruit permeated his lips and teeth, and the exhaustion was swept away—even Illidan felt that his demonic circuits had been rejuvenated.

Mavi's experience was completely different, at this time, in her opinion, the light emitted by the pizza was simply the brilliance of Elune, and the taste of pizza was the taste of happiness, the feeling that the moon god wanted to bring to the world.

Drunken Wind watched the two of them munch on pizza with a look of relief, what could be happier for a chef than for diners to enjoy their dishes?

After a long time, Mavi and Illidan finally ate the huge pizza.

The two of them lay on the ground without any image, looking at the two full moons in the sky, and the four of them finally slowly recovered from the food.

"Mavi leads the way, go to the manor you said - rest early after that, tomorrow our task will be very serious!" Drunken Wind broke the silence, "It's not that simple to get enough news......"

"I've decided!" Illidan jumped up suddenly, "Drunken Wind, teach me how to cook, I want Tyrande to enjoy this happiness too!" ”

"Hmph~" Mavi snorted disdainfully, "You can cook, pigs can go to the sky." ”

"That's the motivation for you not to understand love, the old woman who lacks love and no one loves."

"Who do you say? Dead perverted! (To be continued.) )