Just when Gold was upset and made a big fuss about the black boxing match.

Druid Street, 986.

Julius looked slightly surprised, staring at the perverse scenery in front of him.

The tangled vines create a trellis for cooling, and the plump fruit adorns it, with a fragrant aroma of fruit and dewdrops.

The dazzling tulips in the flower garden are like rainbows after rain and fog, and the beauty of life blooms in silence in this unknown enchantment.

They guard the old and elegant mansion inside, as if they are not feeling the chill of winter London, nor are they affected by the gray air.

A small manor that can only be found in fairy tales.

But Julius did not get the slightest warmth from these guards of life.

On the contrary, these plants surrounded him from all sides with twisted magic, and on the surface, they seemed to be unusual, but in fact they were colluded into corresponding magic traps, hiding murderous intentions.

Rooting, growing, flowering, fruiting, and finally withering.

Each step has a corresponding attack pattern, whether it is picking leaves and flying flowers, or fruit explosions, and finally corrupting the toxins that will kill the enemy.

Standard botanical defense magic.

It is not difficult to guess why London can present such a scene in winter.

If you want plants to ignore the cold and heat, you naturally need nutrients as sacrifices, and plants that are carriers of defense magic naturally don't look down on fertilizers and greenhouses.

There is no better nourishment in this world than magic, but in the mysterious and declining modern age, it is difficult for the thin magic in the atmosphere to meet the natural needs of magic plants.

So there is only one explanation for the fertile scene in front of us.

"Do you use a magician as a flower fertilizer?"

With the answer in mind, Julius raised his eyebrows, more concerned with where these 'sacrifices' came from than with this inference, but it was clear that these plants that were gradually beginning to 'show their teeth and claws' would not answer his question.

You can only find the corresponding traces after defeating.

Discerning the body of the magic, Julius summoned the cross and held it in his hand.

Inspired by the Templar's magic foundation, this conceptual dress is imbued with razor-sharp brilliance, on which elements called exorcism and purification flicker, killing all anomalies born of unnatural evolution.

Julius' movements intensify the change in defensive magic, announcing the opening of the battle.

With a creeching sound of piercing through the air, the vines twisted and twisted the tip into a spear, shaped like a serpent spitting and circling towards Julius, the emerald blades of the vine cutting through the air like blades rubbing back and forth to block Julius' movement.

At the same time, yellow toxin pollen falls from the stamens of the tulips next to it, and the strong wind brought by the vines wafts in.

The trinity of botanical bionic magic is the true face of this manor's flower garden.

Faced with the encirclement and interception of plants, Julius unhurriedly raised the cross in his hand, and threw his back muscles out of his arms, turning into a white light to meet the attack in front of him when he got out.

Belmont Hunt Magic.

- Phantom.

……

It turns out that in this world, there are really comics.

Chen Qi, who was still depressed about meeting the magician with a withdrawal a moment ago, is sitting on the bench at the moment grabbing a string of cow tendons, enjoying the joy of a winter picnic on the shore of Jiuqu Lake in Hyde Park.

As for why he ran directly from the Black Boxing Stadium here, he has to start with Gold's strange performance.

"Stay in the hands!"

In the chaos, Gold jumped hard, applied a strengthening technique to his calf and ejected him from the stairs, leaving Chen Qi, who turned around and was about to leave, and said familiarly: "My name is Gold Mujik, my biggest hobby is fighting, from boxing to free fighting, I like it very much, as the so-called invitation is better than chance meeting, how about going to have a meal together?" ”

Of course, the original words of the British accent do not have such a hearty martial arts style, but in Chen Qi's ears, the translation is almost like this.

Then, he was stunned for a moment, as if he couldn't understand that there was such a good thing in the world?

But it's one thing to be incomprehensible, it's another to refuse.

Chen Qi, who was hungry, naturally would not refuse Gold's kindness, and as for the trouble or something, he chose to leave it behind at this time.

Nothing is important to fill your stomach.

The most interesting thing is that after Gold finished saying this, the money was snatched up, no, it was John, who had packed the money given by others, and waved his hand at Chen Qi on the second floor with a box.

A burst of eyebrows that seemed to knock on the Morse code made Chen Qi understand that the Gold in front of him was the magician who hired John.

How can I say it, does the Department of Justice and Politics have such a personality?

Chen Qi, who noticed the surname Mujik, thought from the other party that it might appear in a few years, a plump young man who had acquired the Human Security Organization Chaldea and whose surname was Mujik, inexplicably and easily.

Of course, Chen Qi doesn't have to worry about the rest of the matter.

Lisuo's substitute organizer gave out the prize money of the event, and Gold and Chen Qi eagerly talked about the prediction of the battle, the details of the handling, and the joint fighting skills of each faction, full of enthusiasm like the sun.

I didn't notice that there was a robin behind me, relaying my every move in a live broadcast.

When he heard that Chen Qi planned to buy meat and barbecue by himself, instead of finding a shop to solve it at will, Gold couldn't stop laughing, and heartily stretched out his thumb, indicating that Chen Qi's words were in his good zone.

How could a man who likes fighting and racing refuse the temptation of barbecue, so he made a phone call and asked the servants at home to carry tools and a wide variety of meat to Hyde Park and invite Chen Qi to eat.

"Speaking of which, I don't know what to call it."

Armed with two small plates of freshly baked cream cakes, Gold sat down on the chair next to Chen Qi, handed him a plate, and invited him to enjoy the cake made with a portable magic ceremonial 'oven' and a 'generator'.

Refining cream or something, compared to the difficulty of turning electrical appliances into magic dresses, is simply not worth mentioning.

As a qualified gentleman, Gold's next challenge is to turn decay into magic and develop a conversion formula that can turn rotten meat into snowflake beef.

No matter where he ventured or what desperate situation he faced, Gold would be able to fulfill his duties as a gentleman anytime and anywhere.

He wants Fanny to know that the man's adventurous spirit will not be extinguished by the maid's stop!

"Meow~!"

When she arrived at Hyde Park, the folded ear cat, who had been listless due to the noisy underground and impetuous heat, had completely recovered her spirits, and she smelled the aroma of the cream cake, pulling Chen Qi's neckline, staring at the cream cake greedily, very longing.

"Well, do you want to eat it?" Use a knife and fork to separate a small piece of cream cake and hand it to the cat.

Before the folded ear cat opened its mouth with a happy expression, Gold on the side looked startled, and hurriedly said, "Can't eat!" ”

The amplified voice was so frightened that the ear-folding cat shuddered, and fell directly onto Chen Qi's legs, watching the cream cake leave him and put it into Chen Qi's own mouth.

"Meow?!"

It's not the same as saying yes.

The folded ear cat suddenly fell into a frustrated state of bending forward, and kept slapping Chen Qi's abdomen with a meat ball, trying to recall the sweet cream cake.

Chew chew chew.

Hmm, I saw that Chen Qi's face sank, and it seemed that there was magma called 'delicious', which was gushing out of his body.

This flavor is not ordinary!

The silky texture of the cake danced gracefully on Chen Qi's tongue. Peel off the layers of clothes that you wrapped before turning into a cake, leaving only the purest flavor to awaken Chen Qi's sleeping taste buds.

"Low gluten flour, eggs, milk, corn oil, sugar."

Reading out the composition of the cake, Chen Qi, who closed his eyes and recuperated, turned his pupils into moon white, and actually activated the magic eye in order to analyze and watch the production process, and reproduced the process of making the cake one by one.

Warm oil with strong and gentle hands, add powder, separate the yellow and white, beat and mix well, and bake in molds.

However, the fresh, slightly sour and bitter taste in this is ......

Chen Qi came back to his senses and looked at the slightly astringent, but crystal clear sandwich of the cross-section, and exclaimed: "Lemon, you added lemon." ”

"That's right, lemon can stimulate the cat's digestive tract, and cream cake is easy to cause pancreatitis, they are sensitive to sweets, in fact, they are not suitable for cream cake, eating too much fat is also easy to cause fatty liver."

Speaking of this, Gold, who was very empathetic, pinched his little belly without a trace.

Recalling Fanny's iron-blue face after she noticed that he had become fat, and the godson posture of grabbing a stick and forcing him to get on the treadmill, she burst into tears for a while, and muttered in her heart: "It's hard to be fat, don't repeat my mistakes!" ”