"Does it look good?" The nun with melon-faced face noticed Li Song's obscene eyes. She blushed and stood up from the ground and stared at the wizard in dissatisfaction: "We are just a cooperative relationship. Please respect it."

"Sorry, you have a good figure, so you took a few more glances. Well, the opposite sexes are full of curiosity, aren't they?" Li Song laughed dryly, and felt a little embarrassed when he touched his nose. You know, he is a normal man. He has never touched a woman in dozens of days since he left the Wizarding Academy. Now he is a little fantasy, it's nothing.

"Sir, Frose is the most famous beauty in the Convent of Kana. Many people want to pursue her, but no one has ever succeeded. Even some nobles cannot do this." Some monks laughed in a low voice: "You can't imagine that when the powerful people of Kana Province knew that Frose was coming to this remote place, they were all sad."

"A beautiful woman, as long as she is kind-hearted, is popular no matter where she is." Li Song grinned, but his smile, coupled with his current appearance, makes people feel vulgar and quite vulgar.

After this little episode, everyone's work speed subconsciously accelerated a lot, and the wizard did not participate in their work, but sat cross-legged on the ground to use the secret method of withering and flourishing to speed up their injuries.

After a whole afternoon of busyness, the monks' work came to an end. The wizard also sat for a while to recover his injuries.

Although there was not even dead wood or hay in the valley, the wizard still lit a bonfire. However, the bonfire was not burning in the wood, but some red stones the size of babies' fists.

After this stone is watered by a wizard with wizard power, it will burn itself. The heat released is extremely powerful. Soon, the cave is filled with heat.

Everyone sat around the bonfire and used some small equipment to carry with them to heat the dry food they carried.

Sister Frose assisted the wizard in handling the body of a donkey, cut some slices of meat and started to bake it.

The oil stains dripped into the fire, making a terrible sound. The jumping fire illuminated everyone's faces blurred.

"That servant is really lucky. He can actually get a fighting spirit armor." A monk swallowed the bread that was sensed in his mouth, and then looked at Sister Frozen mutely and said, "Are you going to be fine? To be honest, I feel that this bread is just a little softer than the stone."

"Yes! Even our church does not have much fighting armor. He, a small servant, actually owns a fighting armor. It is obviously that kind of advanced armor." Some monks were a little jealous.

"Everyone has the opportunity for everyone. It's nothing that he can get a powerful fighting armor. I have heard of a beggar who can become a founding emperor in a short time!" The nun Frose whispered while sprinkling some materials on the slices of meat: "We should not envy other people, because when we envy others, we can't say that others are envious of us."

"So what if you have the fighting armor? So what if you have the chance? In the end, you still die at the hands of the wizard?"

"It's just luck." Li Song croaked and muttered in a deep voice. He still maintained the state of withering and flourishing, and this state could only last for three or five hours, but after the moment of death, he suddenly had some insights and had a more understanding of the use of the secret method of withering and flourishing. This time he doubled the time he maintained the secret method of withering and flourishing.

When he said this, Li Song touched his throat. Until now, he still recalled the scene where the dagger penetrated his throat from time to time.

"Fortunately, I have practiced the secret method of dying withering and flourishing, otherwise, I might have died here."

"A young wizard who had just graduated was killed by a weak servant who had just erupted in a remote place. Oh my God, if it really became like that, I think this bad thing would be passed down among the wizards forever. It would not be forgotten until the next unlucky guy appears."

The wives of wizards actually make no sense. Among the wizards today, such an unlucky guy is circulated: "A young wizard who has just finished his training was killed in bed by his lover at a banquet held by a nobleman."

However, this happened tens of thousands of years ago. Since then, wizards have been constantly researching and exploring methods that can perceive various auras and murderous intents to prevent similar things from happening.

"Well, eat!" A stiff voice interrupted Li Song's thoughts.

The nun Frose used an iron stick to wear a piece of meat and handed it to the wizard. At this time, the other monks had already had slices of meat in their hands, and it seemed that they were about to finish eating. Obviously, the wizard was the last one to get slices of meat.

"Thank you!" Li Song nodded and reached out to take the food handed over by the other party.

The nun Frose seemed to be afraid that Li Song would take advantage of her, and quickly retracted his fingers, then lowered his head and continued to roast the donkey meat.

After taking a bite of the meat slice, Li Song found that the meat slice was very delicious, which was better than any kind of donkey meat he had eaten. Even the taste and taste of this meat could be comparable to some special livestock that were specially cultivated in the Wizard Academy. However, the special substances contained in the donkey meat were too few, and generally speaking, they could not be used as long-term food for wizards.

Several young monks and a temporarily aging wizard were eating slices of meat roasted by Sister Frose. While eating, they praised the deliciousness of the meat.

"Since the donkey meat here is so delicious, why don't you organize the ordinary people on Free Ridge to start breeding this kind of donkey on a large scale?" Sister Froze teared a small piece of meat with her fingertips and put it in her mouth to taste it. After feeling it matured, she gave it to the monks for food.

"Yes, let the residents here raise donkeys as ingredients." Li Song's eyes lit up when he heard this: "A very beautiful suggestion. Well, let me imagine that not only should these donkeys be used as ingredients, but also to serve as important labor."

Just because of Sister Frose's words, Li Song had a lot of thoughts in his mind.

Worried that these thoughts would be forgotten, Li Song took out a heavy book and quickly recorded some of his thoughts on it.

Sister Froze lifted her long hanging hair, stretched her neck, pretending to accidentally go to see the words written by the wizard.
Chapter completed!