Chapter 761： That's too good... a pity

McGonagall looked at Yuri and counted this kid. Otherwise, he has already begun to consider whether he should use the ability to restore the peak once and send the boy back to his mother. bookmark our website

For Amy, this kind of thing he did completely.

However, from the performance of this kid, there should be no attempt for Amy. After deducting the ingredients of genius, EQ is not necessarily Amy High.

How can plastics know love?

Thinking of this, Meg can't help but feel a lot.

At the same time, think about the impact this mech may have on the world.

In a way, this has a great impact on McGonagall. He just got ready to launch a steam engine. Here he directly got a mech, and this is his embarrassing...

Ok, the steam engine is used in the basic industry, and the mech should be an advanced application based on the magical array method. After Yuri has just finished two moves, he will stand still and the energy consumption should be very high. huge.

If the high price corresponds to a very short application time, whether there is a promotion value or two.

However, in any case, McGonagall saw the potential of scientists in Yuri's body.

This kind of science belongs to the science of this magical world. The use of magic is instrumental. What is the difference between what scientists and the earth do?

"Maybe I can change my mind, not just thinking that the earth is technologically superior." McGonagall nodded thoughtfully, and Yuri’s Gundam broadened his mind and he might be able to move in this direction in the future. Some things are integrated into magic.

Krassu also took the warning eyes back from Yuri.

Yuri carefully returned to Irina's side to sit down, sneaked up and glanced at it, and saw Irina's somewhat playful smile, and she couldn't help but shrink her neck and do more correct.

"Little mushroom head, have you forgotten that I said that I want to marry my daughter to be a wife?" Irina smiled and looked at Yuri.

"What? Is there such a thing? I don't know?" Yuri looked confused.

Irina’s eyes were cold. “Don’t you forget?”

Yuri’s expression suddenly looked awkward and pity: “Sister Irina, you will spare me, I think... my head is definitely not worthy of your daughter.”

"You are quite self-aware." Irina nodded with satisfaction.

"Well?" Yuri blinked. I thought Irina was going to stage a forced marriage. I didn't expect it to be so light, and it seems that I am going to take this marriage together.

“Really?” Yuri still asked with some uncertainty.

"You have lost this opportunity." Irina nodded slightly.

"That's too good... a pity." Yuri's face almost didn't hold back.

"I hope you will think so in the future, my daughter, but the second beautiful woman in the world." Irina looked at Yuri with some pity.

Yuri offered a Gundam, which caused a lot of shock to everyone, even more impressive than Shawn’s Red Flame sword.

Then the gifts of the representatives of the various ethnic groups and the ministers seemed to be a little bit stunned, and there was nothing worth mentioning.

At the end of the ceremony, this time the birthday of the king is also a successful conclusion.

The king and representatives of various ethnic groups and several ministers went to the temple to discuss matters, and the rest of the people began to go out and prepare to go out to the palace.

Krassu refused the invitation of the king, but was prepared to go out with Meg and Amy.

When Irina got up, she glanced in the direction of McGonagall. It just happened to be on McGonagall. After a brief confrontation, she quickly separated, and the representatives of all ethnic groups went out.

"Father, can we still see Elena sister?" Amy asked with a little worry on McGonagae's shoulder.

McGonagall nodded. "Of course, I will see you again."

"It's hard to do this. If Amy wants to see it, when can Master take you to see her." Krassu interjected.

After the king and his party left the hall, everyone got up. McGonagall just walked forward. There was a person who patted him on the shoulder behind him. Some excitedly said: "Mc boss? You still recognize me. ?"

"It turned out to be the Duke of Abraham." McGonagall turned and looked at Abraham, smiling, smiling.

The idle Duke is also a unique one in the Los Angeles Empire, and there is no shelf, quite approachable, so McGonagall is quite good.

Abraham said with a sigh of relief: "It seems that Mai Bo has an impression on me. I thought that you were the boss of the stalls yesterday. I didn't expect to go to the palace to cook the palace dinner today. If I knew it, I should let it. You can make more food, so that I can taste the taste of sautéed chicken rice and spicy grilled fish."

McGonagall looked at Abraham's resentful look and tone, and he couldn't help but smile. He nodded. "If the Duke had the opportunity to go to the chaotic city, he could come to the Mimi restaurant and sit on the Aden Square. That is the restaurant I opened, and there are more and more meals in it."

"Really!" Abraham's eyes lit up at once, just a black pepper steak has made him addicted, and listening to Meg's words, he will do more than these three dishes. .

Abraham thought for a moment and said directly: "Let's do it, Mai boss, today you go to my estate to be a guest. When are you going back to the chaotic city and telling me, I will go with you."

"Is it so anxious?" McGonagall looked at Abraham a little unexpectedly. He said that he was also one of the top ten princes of the imperial empire. In order to eat deliciously, he was ready to follow him to the city of chaos, this level of food. It’s rare, but if you think about it, you still shake your head and say: “Thank you for the invitation of the Duke, but today I’m tired, so I’m going to take the little girl back to rest first. We are going to start the day after tomorrow and go back to the city of chaos. If you are ready to go, You can also go together."

"This way, okay, then I will go with you the day after tomorrow." Abraham nodded a little pitifully, but the words were very firm.

Abraham left, and McGonagall had Amy just out of the hall, and Luna and a gray-haired old man were waiting at the door.

"Mr. Luna!" Amy opened her hand happily and was picked up by Luna with a smile.

"Mr. McGonagall, I am Byronfield, Luna's grandfather." The gray-haired old man also took a step forward and extended his hand to McGonagall.

"Byron, hello." McGonagall quickly reached out and held Byron's wrinkled hand. The brown eyes were deep and clear, as if full of wisdom.

Byron looked at Meg's eyes and smiled. "Mr. McGonagall's 99-time multiplication table is amazing. If I can, I would like to invite you to participate in tomorrow's arbitrage debate. I wonder if Mr. McGonagall is willing to go?"