Jonas brought a basin of tomato and rabbit soup from the temporary kitchen in the corner of the hall to the dining table. Dillo sat on the chair, Jonas put down the soup bowl and sat gently beside him, the two of them looked at each other incomprehensibly.
Looking at the steaming soup in front of me.
Although it is a commonplace meal, it still requires a sense of ritual.
At first glance, the color, smell and taste are okay.
Look at each other.
Dilo forced a humble smile and said, "Jonah, you have to pay for the food you made first."
Jonas had an affectionate look on his face, "How can that be alright? You are my good friend and good brother. Now I am making this bowl of soup especially for you. It is a testimony of our friendship. Why don't you take a spoonful first?"
The feelings have faded!"
After hearing these touching words, Dillo was speechless and his face turned red with excitement.
Jonas' eyes widened, "He's my half-brother after all. Seeing how impatient you are, don't say anything. I'll feed you!"
Before he finished speaking, he held Dilo's chin with one hand and pinched it hard, causing the boy to cry out in pain. He held a spoon in his other hand and pushed a spoonful of thick soup into Dilo's mouth with a deft technique that was close to the speed of light.
The honest young man from Xueman subconsciously tasted the taste, and the next second he started to twitch all over.
"Water, water, water... vomit, vomit, vomit..."
A mouthful of salty and fishy tomato broth almost caused Dillo to die of dehydration.
On the third day of Mr. Baishan’s absence, I miss him!
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Lu Zhengkang drove very steadily, mainly because it was troublesome to clean up after killing a small animal, and it was even worse if he killed a person. The roads in Tianji Province are all paved, but they have a history. Travelers will be safer if they follow the main road.
If you wander around in the wilderness and encounter all kinds of strange ruins and caves, they are all normal, and you can lose your life if you are not careful.
Lu Zhengkang always drives close to the roadside when driving on the plains, because he will encounter slow riders and horse-drawn teams. He drives carefully and slowly when going uphill or downhill, for fear that something will suddenly jump out and get under the wheels.
Driving a motorcycle on the road has a special poetic feeling. Lu Zhengkang looked at the vast scenery of the sky, and the vague heaviness in his heart gradually faded away.
Everyone should be afraid of offending Boethiah, even gods should be worried about it. Just because he is really powerful, really strong!
Give me an example that scares people the most.
The current mortal universe, that is, Mundus, did not exist at first. Later, this project was proposed by a Yuanling named Lockhan. He then persuaded his old enemy Akka with his supreme divine charm, and then attracted a large number of Yuanlings.
Spirits participate in the project. These spirits are basically Idra, belonging to the good gods, while the evil gods, the Daedra, sit back and watch in Annihilation. This creation plan is collectively called the "Covenant".
After the creation of the world, the newly born Mundus plane was unstable and would drain the power of the spirits. So the chief engineer Magnus quickly called on the tool gods to retreat, and they knocked holes in Annihilation, so outside
The magic energy from the Light Realm can seep into Mundus along these holes. The biggest hole Magnus made was the sun.
The Yuanlings who voluntarily or were forced to stay did not end well. They lost their divinity, most of them degenerated into "Anophi", and some directly collapsed into "Earth Bones", which are the basic rules and substances for the operation of the world.
Basically, only the truly powerful can maintain the form of Yuanling, but they are also trapped in the obsession with life and death.
Lorkhan's deception angered the Enolphians and their old enemy Akkar, the soul of all things, the dragon god who represents time.
The shape of creation gave rise to the concept of eternity in time, so Akka was torn into pieces and scattered into endless fragments to form the long river of time. Among them, the beginning of time is Auri-El, the body of time is Akatosh, and the time body is Akatosh.
The end is Alduin.
In the ancient dawn era, Oriel-El walked on Nirn and was the ancestor of all ancient elves. He summoned all the spirits and Enofi who opposed Lorkhan to sign the judgment against Lorkhan in the Adamantine Tower.
Plan, this historical moment is called the "Covenant Moment".
Subsequently, Auri-El and Lorkhan led the armies of both sides to launch a divine battle.
Among them, Lockhan's subordinates include not only Yuanling and Enofi, but also humans.
At the end of the battle, Oriel-El's strongest warrior Yuanling "Trinimak" knocked down Lorkhan and took out Lorkhan's heart alive on the battlefield.
It was such a terrifying and powerful god, Trinimac, who was later swallowed by Boethia in front of the believers on both sides, and then pulled out.
Trinimac passed through Boethia's digestive system. After all, he was not as capable as Sun Wukong. His body and existence were distorted and mutated, and he turned into Malachis, controlling the abandoned and exiled Daedra monarch.
The former believers were also twisted into abandoned elves, or orcs.
Lu Zhengkang had mentioned this incident in the books he collected from different classics, which really shocked him.
Regardless of whether Boethia really swallowed Trinimac, in short, it is an indisputable fact that he defeated a nearly top-notch Yuanling. He was also recognized as the most ferocious demon god, even Molag Bal was inferior.
It is normal for Hircine to suffer under Boethia. If a fight really breaks out, Lu Zhengkang also has a premonition that his immediate boss is likely to be defeated. Then, like poor Trinimac, he will live in the devil's filthy world.
If you walk around in your belly, I wonder how it will twist into the shape of Hunting Demon Plus?
Now what he has to worry about is being settled by this vicious demon god. Hircine reminds him of the Blood Race of the Ten Races. This is a duel that has lasted for thousands of years. The ten intelligent races of Boethia in Tamriel.
Select their respective representatives and pull them into the "Snake Mountain" or "Place of Power Sharing" for a one-on-one fight to the death. The final winner will be rewarded with a magical artifact.
Lu Zhengkang felt that if he went there, he would definitely be targeted. When the time came, the nine people on the opposite side shouted that God Bo had ordered that there was no need to be moral in dealing with this bad Nord. If everyone went up shoulder to shoulder, he would be able to fight them all alone.
Although he is strong, he is not to the point of ignoring the capable people in the world.
All worries and instinctive fears were forgotten by him, and Lu Zhengkang arrived at Rift Valley City at lightning speed.
There is a large mixed forest of fir and pine trees at the entrance of the city, with yellow and green contrasting each other. There is not much snow on the road, and the wet fallen leaves stick tightly to the stone slabs, like petroglyphs, outlining a subtle poetry.
Parking the car at the stable, ignoring the strange and surprised expression of the coachman, Lu Zhengkang paid the five silver coins custody fee, and then Shi Shiran walked towards the city gate.
The relatively tall city wall is made of stone bricks, with some moss and water marks on the surface. It looks quite lively, but a stench from the city has been wafted out unstoppably. It is the smell of feces, urine, and sewage.
This is winter, what kind of horrific scene will it be in summer?
