Chapter 478

Sherlock felt the crushing atmosphere created by Florence.

But he didn't have time to react and think about why he did it

Elaine, we have two peacock tongues.

It is the size of a fist. Its shape is mellow and elegant. Its color is as light as a feather. Holding it in one's hand, it is like holding a clear spring. It is very moist and delicate.

In the paper-thin tea cup, a green tea rises with colorful smoke.

It's kind of weird.

The green tea is not rare, but it is as green as jasper. Even the tea itself is still shining. Sherlock shudders, thinks deeply, and is scared, almost hysterical.

Serious thinking, to the ice sea giant demon aesthetic, those octopus, obviously are the top little beauty!

But Sherlock, obviously, is a normal man.

How could he think of Octopus like that?

So, in recent years, Sherlock has been making frantic efforts to exchange more contribution points within al's organization and complete her advanced tasks as soon as possible.

He wants to stand at a higher level in Al's organization, and then use the power of Al's organization to solve all kinds of hidden worries that have emerged from him.

And now

A big cup of peacock under the tongue, a warm stream of heat moistens the whole body, Sherlock clearly felt that his body of those dark wounds, those flaws, is this stream of heat nourishment, gradually become a little slight.

Sherlock heavily vomited out a slightly gray black breath, gently put down the tea cup, only feel that the body has become a lot more relaxed, these days, from time to time in his ears looming strange gibberish, has become a lot less, as if farther away from himself.

"Thank you for your hospitality This is really... "

For a moment, he couldn't find any good words.

Sherlock sipped her mouth, which could nourish the body and soul of the extraordinary sixth level, and make up for the dark wounds and flaws in their evolution The effectiveness of peacock tongue is more precious than the magic potion of cinnamon church.

The miraculous potion that the Church of cinnamon and silver has now come into the market is not rare for people of Sherlock's level.

It's not difficult to get the same effect, but the effect is better, and the more important thing is the better cost performance.

However, Sherlock did not know if the cinnamon church had this "treasure" that could comprehensively restore the extraordinary basis of evolution According to his judgment, there should be, but the church will certainly hold this "treasure" in its hands as a lifeline, and it is impossible for it to enter the market.

Perhaps, at a higher level, there will be a small-scale circulation of similar "treasures". However, with the virtue of Yingui church, we can imagine what a sensational price they will pay.

"The magic of Donglu is far beyond medland's imagination." Florence sipped the tea a little, and sighed softly: "for example, the peacock tongue, the earth kings of elephant land, and the legitimate descendants they recognized, they can drink the peacock tongue all the year round, so they..."

With a shrug of shoulders, Florence shook his head and said, "so when they are on the same level, they will be stronger than medland's They are more comfortable with the disaster of "source pollution."

"Peacock tongue is qualified to be a powerful force And that's exactly what happened. The top earth kings of the land of elephants rely on these magical objects to master the incredible power, so as to surpass all living beings. "

Sherlock stares at Florence. His eyes are wise and powerful. He seems to want to see through Florence's head and guess what he really thinks..

"So Sherlock Florence drained the last drop of tea and put it gently on the desk in front of her.

"Go ahead, please." Sherlock squinted at Florence: "I venture to visit today, just want to know what you think."

Florence also squinted.

Elaine came quietly, carrying a delicate celadon teapot, and gave them a cup of tea.

But this time, Sherlock controlled the instinctive impulse in her body and didn't pick up the tea cup Peacock tongue is very precious indeed, incomparably precious, but a cup or two of it is helpful to him, but it is not as big as expected.

Sherlock has his own reserve. The swordsman of Al's organization is a respectable person in any way He can't be in front of Florence like a bumpkin who has never seen the world.

The rhythm can't be completely controlled by this bad old man.

Sherlock crossed his hands and naturally put them on his belly. He straightened his waist, raised his head slightly, and put on a haughty face like a senior gentleman in the ice sea Kingdom, which made the nobles of other countries in medland want to punch him in the face.

Florence curled his lips. When Sherlock put on this design, he wanted to punch Sherlock in the face.This group of arrogant and arrogant ice sea mollusks!

With a slight cough, Florence said calmly, "so, Sherlock, I don't mean you any harm. Even, I appreciate you very much. You're just in your early 40s. You're a sword bearer of level 22! "

"Back then, when I was 40 years old, I was a little 11 level judge..." Florence heartily sighed: "eleven justices are the same level as poor Lord willon."

Sherlock narrowed her eyes.

With his intelligence channels, he certainly knew about Lord willon, the whispering Forest Club, and the feud between Lord willon and his two disciples.

Florence, here specially mentioned this old guy who is in danger of dying!

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