The flow of heat from his nose woke Lanloth, who quickly summoned his magic and cleaned it up almost instantly. Although his awkward scene lasted only half a second, Sylvanas didn't see it, but Aurelia clearly captured it.

Suddenly, a cold murderous aura shot out from the other party's eyes.

Increasing charisma does not directly change the attitude of others, especially those who are themselves hostile to themselves.

The calf guarded her sister like a tiger, and Aurelia stepped forward silently, blocking the other's view.

Noticing her movements, Sylvanas also came back to her senses, and learned to cough Lanloth to relieve the embarrassment, and soon returned to her serious look: "Actually, we came to you about those demons......"

Stretching out his hand to interrupt the other party's words, a trace of unhappiness appeared on Aurelia's face: "Sylvanas, we shouldn't talk about business today. ”

"......"

"Hurry up and change your clothes, or my mother will definitely blame me for being an older sister later." Without giving the other party a chance to refute, Aurelia caressed Sylvanas' long, pale blonde hair, and then glanced at Lanros seemingly casually.

The latter immediately understood, then pursed his lips, and quietly withdrew from the Wind Lodge under Aurelia's rare approving gaze.

"But...... Alas, where did Lanlos go?" "Even if the other party used her mother to press her, Sylvanas still couldn't let go of her position as a ranger general, and was trying to argue with reason, but when she turned around, she found that the mage had disappeared early.

"Okay, put your work aside for now. A gentle smile appeared on Aurelia's face, but the movements of her hands did not drag her in the slightest, and she dragged Sylvanas towards the house, "Sister will help you dress up and make sure you are the center of attention for everyone at tonight's party." ”

Despite his harsh approach to himself, Lanlos is not a rigid person, and likewise, he is not an impatient person.

Not to mention......

Glancing at the sun gradually setting to the west, the elven mage smiled faintly, sat on the ground in the shadow in the corner, closed his eyes and slowed his breathing, and slowly immersed himself in the magic net.

Very different from the aristocratic gatherings in Silvermoon City, the rangers and villagers of Windwalk Village moved their tables and chairs with elaborate carvings to the central square, apparently wanting to hold them in the open air.

Hand-woven tablecloths and light gauze embroidered with various artistic motifs flutter gently in the evening breeze, and delicate fruit bowls are arranged to make people want to suffer hunger rather than spoil their beauty.

The vigorous charcoal fire continues to scorch the perfectly cut meat pieces on the barbecue grill, accompanied by a clattering sound, the meat pieces are slightly curled, and under the illumination of magic lamps, the golden oil light easily mobilizes people's taste buds.

There is also a glass of bright red wine, which beats like a flowing gem, and its intoxicating colors and reflections exude a seductive charm under the night sky.

As the bonfire in the center was lit, the surrounding elves erupted in loud shouts, echoing throughout the village in an instant, like a rallying cry for battle, attracting hordes of elves to the location of the square.

While the bonfire ignites the enthusiasm, the aroma of barbecue and wine spreads to the surroundings in the scorching atmosphere.

Lanloth's nose twitched slightly, and a low wail came from his abdomen, and then, his eyes trembled slightly, and his resentful eyes gradually became clear in the firelight.

Almost at the same time, a familiar figure walked briskly towards him.

"Lanloth!" I don't know if it was because of the enthusiastic atmosphere or the trot just now, the boy's handsome face showed a faint red light, and with his heartfelt smile, it was infectious.

"I didn't expect you to really come, I thought my sister was just talking about fun. ”

"Lilas, I haven't seen you for a few months, you kid seems to have changed a lot. With a hint of surprise on his face, the elven mage waved his hand casually.

He wasn't polite, and he looked a lot more generous than he used to be. At least based on the previous impression, this kid will definitely not take the initiative to greet him.

"What are you looking for me to do?" Seeing that the kid showed a hint of crampedness, Lanlos didn't make fun of the other party anymore.

"It's the eldest sister, she asked me to invite you to the party. ”

"Aurelia?" surprise appeared on Lanros's face, "she would be so kind?"

"The eldest sister said, you are a guest, you must be treated well, and you must not ruin the reputation of the Windranger. ”

Is it good? Or ruined its reputation?

Lanlos raised an eyebrow, then sniffed the aroma of food in the air again, feeling the protest in his abdomen grow more and more intense, he pursed his lips and did not answer.

As if sensing that his words were displeasing to the other party, Lilas scratched his cheek in embarrassment, and then changed the subject: "However, why don't you go and change your clothes first?" ”

Looking at his outfit, Lan Luo laughed indifferently: "Clothes? ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the elven mage put the cloak into the space bag, and immediately snapped his fingers, and the lilac arcane energy continued to surge around him. Soon, a gorgeous robe with golden lines was already being dressed.

Although there are no metal embellishments, it looks energetic and suitable for the occasion with smart short fine hair.

"The mage is really handy. Lilas was stunned for a moment, and by the time he sighed with envy, Lanros had already walked towards the center of the square.

The easy-to-use posture made it impossible to feel that he had only come to Fengxing Village today, which made Lilas look dazed.

Who is the master?

But that's right, Lanloth made a long journey from Silvermoon City to the Tower of the Windranger, and he didn't have much time to eat well along the way, plus he didn't eat a drop of water all day, and he wouldn't be polite in the face of the dazzling array of food and wine with elven characteristics in front of him.

Grabbing a piece of long-coveted barbecue meat with the mage's hand, the elf mage did not care about the gaze of the people around him, and directly stuffed it into his mouth.

The air seemed to be quiet at this moment, and as the slippery and hot animal fat entered the mouth, it seemed that the whole person was instantly sublimated. The scorching fragrance is constantly colliding in the mouth, and the unique aroma of the meat roasted by charcoal fire is condensed and not dispersed, just like the long-drought desert ushering in a torrential rain, ** a large amount of secretion, making the tender meat pieces continue to slide and rub in the mouth.

All the taste buds cheered for a moment, and Lanlos involuntarily closed his eyes and slowly but effortlessly tightened his teeth.

Tearing through a thin layer of crispy skin, the delicious gravy splashes like a broken embankment, and the warm touch seems to come from the gentle and gentle touch of a lover. It's like immersing yourself in a hot spring in the cold of winter, but in the blink of an eye, the tense muscles of your body are completely relaxed.

Elve's cooking skills rarely rely on spices or other aids, completely retaining the characteristics of the food itself, and it is precisely because of this unadorned craftsmanship that the fragrance and taste of the food itself are brought into full play.

It was so naturally delicious that Lanlos couldn't stop it.

Liras, who was following closely, suddenly stopped, looking at Lanlos, who was holding a wine glass in one hand and using magic to grab food from the grill with the other, his face was full of shock and embarrassment.

Is this the reincarnation of a starving ghost? I knew that I would have asked others to invite him......

Glancing at the eyes of the people around him looking at Lanros, Lilas came to him with the strange gaze that affected the pond fish: "I said, big brother, the party hasn't officially started yet?"

"What? haven't started yet?" Lan Los looked at him in surprise as he sucked in the golden juice that had spilled out of the corners of his mouth.

"You guys are such a waste! The charcoal-grilled lynx steak is perfect if it is medium-cooked, which can ensure that it melts in the mouth, sucks ~ tender and juicy, and one more point or less is a defect and a regret......

Smiling embarrassedly but politely, Lilas silently wiped the little liquid from his face, and then quickly grabbed the other party's left hand that still wanted to continue casting: "Big brother, the grill is engraved with a magic spell, no matter how long the meat chops are on it, it will remain in the best condition, so...... Please......"

Lanlos was stunned for a moment, then he caught the glowing inscriptions on the edge of the grill, and then looked around with the other party's almost pleading eyes, although the High Elves did not show dislike for him, but the dry smile was really difficult to ignore.

"Ahem, don't be nervous, I'm just trying my hand at being a chef. Even Ranros's face felt uncomfortable, and he waved his hand to signal Rilath not to care, completely avoiding the gist of ignoring the inscription.

Before saying this, can you wipe the oil off the corners of your mouth?

Lilas looked helpless, but after seeing that the other party had finally removed the spell in his hand, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time did not forget to apologize to the surprised elf chef next to him.

Soon, there was an abrupt and fierce cheer from the crowd in front of him, drawing everyone's attention, and seeing this, Lan Luos's blue eyes flashed with an extremely sharp light.

Spell Silence, Mage's Hand!

Seeing another slice of barbecue being swallowed by Lanros, the idea of jumping into the sea to commit suicide suddenly appeared in Lilas's mind.

He really has no shame to face Jiangdong's father......