Chapter 1628： Princess Irina is really a reasonable person.

Roasted pig eyes are like a mudslide, crushing many of the guests' prejudice against the pig's eyes, making this dark dish deep into the hearts of the people.

Of course, there are also guests who go out and touch their own round belly while regretting.

"Crazy and terrible guests, they have eaten at least a thousand pig eyes this evening." Yabei Mia sent away the last guest, closed the door and said with amazement.

"Accurately, it is the eyes of 1,125 pigs." McGonagall explained the apron and walked out of the kitchen. He also had some surprises about the popularity of this roast pig's eye. On the first day of the line, there was such a The terrible name, even sold more than 500 copies, how many pigs dedicated to this.

"The city of chaos is really a terrible city, it is a battlefield for the death of pigs." Angela shouted.

The girls were also a little surprised by this number. After all, they were worried that they would not be able to sell one at the beginning.

"Everyone is working hard today, go back to rest early." McGonagall looked at the restaurant that had been cleaned by Elizabeth, smiling.

"What about me?" Angela asked quickly.

"Right, Angela, you will go back to the staff quarters with them, your room Mia will arrange for you." McGonagall said.

"Yeah, let's go with us, the boss will definitely make you a beautiful room." Mia smiled and took Angela's hand toward the door.

When everyone left, Meg was preparing to go upstairs. The light golden light flashed in the restaurant. Irina appeared in the restaurant and looked at McGonagall: "I got the whereabouts of Shirley."

"Where is she now?" McGonagall's eyes lit up and asked quickly.

"The forest is still in the wind."

"Is it caught?"

"No, she should be lurking." Irina shook her head and continued: "There were several assassinations in the forest of the wind during this time. Four high-ranking elves with strengths ranging from seven and eight were assassinated. Death."

"You mean that Shirley killed them? But her strength should not break through eight." McGonagall frowned.

"Since it is assassination, it cannot be limited by strength. An ordinary child can also kill a powerful great magician. She should use camouflage."

If Meg is thoughtful, Sherry is indeed a person who is good at disguising himself. It is not a problem to change gender.

"And, the few who were killed were those who had besieged her father Vincent that day." Irina continued.

"Killing so many high-level elves, she is in a very dangerous situation now?"

"She should have been seriously injured, the forest of the wind has been blocked, in order to prevent other elves from emulating, Helena has made an order to find her at all costs." Irina looked a little dignified.

"She needs us." McGonagall's look is also serious.

"But she did not take the initiative to contact us. Even if we go to the forest of wind now, I am afraid that I will not find her first than Helena. This time, I am afraid that the old witch of Helena will not let us leave the forest of the wind with a living elf. It is."

"I will ask for help from the city government. They should have a spy inside the Elf. We must find her before Helena." McGonagall grabbed the coat hanging from the counter and put it on his body, launching the bicycle to go out.

"Which identity?" Irina asked.

McGonagall stopped and thought for a while, then pushed the bicycle back. "Alex, this identity is more correct."

Five minutes later, after changing a dress, Meg and Irina wearing a variety of masks appeared in the Grey Temple. After simply communicating with Roland, they obtained the promise of the other party and promised to launch the power of the Grey Temple to help them find snow. The trace of Lil.

"Sean has been in the city of chaos for a few days, thanking the two restrained people for keeping the face of the city of chaos." Roland looked at McGonagall and Irina, casually said.

"Actually, I want to kill him." Irina glanced at her finger, and her mouth whispered: "Unfortunately, this is a city of chaos."

"Irina Princess is really a reasonable person who understands the rules." Roland smiled.

"This grievance will be known sooner or later, but it won't happen in the city of chaos." Meg said calmly. When the two sons of the Los empire did not stand out, he did not want to move Shawn and Qiao Xiu. .

These two guys should let their dogs bite their dogs and fight them hard. Seeing that their brothers can make some dirty means for the only throne, look at the king who is high above and consciously controls everything. Finally, Is it possible to choose the one heir he likes?

Then, he will destroy it ruthlessly.

Roland looked at McGonze deeply and took a piece of parchment from his arms and handed it to him. "On the things of the dominator and the devil, yesterday, one of our dragon elders returned from Long Island and brought it back. A rumor recently circulating on Long Island, maybe you can look at it."

McGonagall spreads the parchment, which is a painting, a little messy, all kinds of strange-shaped races gathered on a piece of paper, can see the races of the demon, the dragon and the elves, and some can not see the race at all. The most weird thing is that they are killing each other and killing each other.

Although the style of painting is rough, it presents a horrible feeling of evil in the painting.

Of course, the most terrifying thing is the center of the whole parchment, which is as big as a mountain!

"Isn't this the same monster as the stone statue?" Irina was surprised.

"This should be a new copy, but from the perspective of structure and composition, it is indeed the same monster." McGonagall nodded a little dignifiedly. "And, this should be the scene of the end, the black mist shrouded the earth, all races fell into It’s crazy.”

"Is the dragon family also getting a stone statue?" McGonagall looked at Roland and asked them to look at Michael and Roland.

"No, according to the return of the spy, this should be painted on the huge murals found under the Golden Dragon Island. It is said that it is very old and may exist before the Eternal Age. The dragons that are now known on Long Island are also very few. The news was blocked." Roland shook his head.

"So to say this... This may have happened in the past, and the mural left by the ancestors of the dragon is to warn the descendants?" McGonagall said a little heavy.

"So, this mural has existed, but the race that has disappeared now may be destroyed by the terrible doomsday dominator invasion." Irina also looked dignified.

Roland shook his head, and some said very meaningfully: "All this is unknown, but it is certain that there should be more remnants left in the world, but it has always been ignored."