Chapter 1330： Is there a more beautiful woman in the world than Irina?

McGonagall also noticed the riots outside, took a look up and looked at it, but couldn't help but stay on the succubus for a while.

It is a succubus with excellent looks. I can't see the age. It can be said that it is in its early twenties, but the charm of the eyebrows is only 30 years old. Women can be as comfortable as they are.

Was dressed in black short leather pants, with a **** red curly hair, slender Dan Fengyan, so that the charming face is more charming, all the advantages of the succubus, almost concentrated on her body, this It is a woman who can't open her eyes when she looks at it.

And she just happened to look at McGonagall.

The eyes are staggered, it is a pair of blue-eyed eyes, the mysterious glamorous eyes suddenly rotate, as if a whirlpool, want to drag him into a mysterious place.

However, McGonagall retracted his gaze in the blink of an eye, and secretly sighed a goblin in his heart and bowed his head to continue to stir the crayfish.

Just kidding, it’s no problem to play on the mysterious stone statue. If even a succubus can easily charm him, then he is too good at cooking.

However, this succubus has at least eight levels of strength. As a low-level demon race, it is generally one or two. The strength of this succubus is a little surprised.

"Hey?" Angela snorted with some surprise, this guy, even got rid of her charm, is it a master? Or is it a small virgin who is incomprehensible? Angela looked at McGonagall's gaze and showed a bit of interest.

After the shrimp shell completely turned red, Magma sprinkled a sea salt, stir fry a few times, then poured the beer over the crayfish, took the lid on the side, covered it on the iron pot, and the spicy scent suddenly converge.

"Uncle Hades, is this shrimp good?" Justin couldn't wait.

"No, this is just beginning." McGonagall smiled and shook his head. The step of using beer to cray crayfish is very important. It is equivalent to injecting soul into crayfish. It is urgent and inevitable.

Putting down the spatula, McGonley looked up and looked at the buzzing demons. He smiled and said, "Don't you come in and taste the spicy crayfish that will be released soon?"

The owner of the restaurant issued an invitation, and the demons showed a bit of hesitation on their faces. Although the smell that was just smelled was quite attractive, the taste of the so-called crayfish was not known.

"Okay, just hungry."

Angela came in from the door and stared at McGonagall, and once again launched a charm on McGonagall.

"Please sit down." McGonagall looked at her calmly and smiled.

Female color is probably the least tempting thing for him.

Is there a more beautiful woman in the world than Irina?

Is there a woman who can beat her?

No.

Then there is nothing to say.

He can't beat it either.

"It really didn't work!" Angela stunned herself. She could confirm that Meg's gaze did not evade and completely accepted her charm.

Then, there is only one possibility left.

"It's a pity, I can't do it at a young age." Angela looked at Meg with some pity, and just found a position to sit down.

McGonagall feels that this succubus is full of deep meaning, but it is not easy to ask directly, only pretend not to know.

"Please... please, what do you want to eat." Jane went forward and looked at Angela with a little nervousness. This was the first time she had talked to a stranger.

"Crayfish? I will eat what he is doing now." Angela pointed to the cauldron with the lid in front of McGonagall. If it wasn't because the fragrance was too tempting, she would not waste time eating here.

"This is a spicy crayfish, look at the price." Jane quickly flipped the table number on the table and directed the menu towards her.

"Spicy crayfish, 100 copper coins?" Angela pronounced her voice and thought about it. "Tell me two, what more beer?"

"Good... good." Jane nodded quickly and looked at McGonagall.

"I heard it." McGonagall nodded with a smile, and the little girl still needed to continue to practice, but it was normal to receive the guests for the first time.

“So expensive?”

"Is this shrimp not sold on a jin? How can it be sold only?"

"This big shrimp, one has two pounds, it is not too expensive, it can be accepted."

The demons who stood outside were surprised and heard. There were demons that were too expensive. They turned and walked away. Some demons thought the price was right, but they didn’t rush in. They wanted to see how the people who had ordered the food tasted. Someone helped to clear mines and saved 100 copper coins.

After the fire boiled, wait for about three minutes, McGonagall opened the lid and began to collect juice.

The spicy scent rises with the rise of the heat, and it is once again raging, and it also has a faint scent of wine, which is even more fascinating.

Originally because of the price of a few devils, but because of the spicy fragrance attracted more demon onlookers, have swallowed outside the yard.

"It’s a surprising smell." Angela looked at the cauldron with red soup, her eyes lit up, and Meg’s gaze became a bit different. Although this man can’t, it’s still very good. One hand, I didn’t expect that there would be such a devil in the shell on the island, would you like to catch it back?

"It seems to be the taste of spicy grilled fish, and it is completely different from that at noon." At this time, Amy ran out of the restaurant, the little nose moved, and she sniffed a deep breath, looking at Maggie in surprise: "Father, is this a new taste of crayfish?"

"It's so cute!" Angela looked at Amy, the little guy who carved the jade, the red dress was like a cooked shrimp shell, and there was a pair of shrimp pliers on the head. It looked so cute and made her bear. I don't want to touch the pair of small shrimp pliers.

"Spicy taste is a bit heavy." Irina followed out of the door, smelling the pungent smell, slightly frowning, she still prefers garlic crayfish, the taste is more gentle.

"Would you like to take a break inside, there is a little smoke outside." McGonagall looked at Irina's gentleness. After all, she relied on the fragrance to take the guest.

"Good... so beautiful!" Angela looked at Irina, her eyes suddenly brightened. This female demon, wearing a simple black dress, exquisite and beautiful face, slender long legs, distinct clavicle, but with and Compared with her chest, it is more important that the temperament, like the gods, noble and elegant, is completely different from the ordinary devil.

"It's not good, it's a feeling of heart." Angela held her heart, then suddenly looked at McGonagall and glanced at her eyes. "Is this guy actually married this beauty? And that cute child is their of?"

"No, this is not true!"

"He obviously... no!"