The fifth king of the elves

Chapter 1222 1222. Can't Stop Drooling

It was cool to speak harshly, and Luther was ready to confront the alpaca head-on.

But the first thing Luther did when he got home was to invite Mary Luli over, and asked him to take all the remaining water-type elves that could be used on the island to Mijina.

"Pull the soil, dig the sand, dig holes, whether it's an underground river or a small stream, help me find things."

Luther has thought about letting Xanadu's spiritual power play a role, but Xanadu's powerful spiritual power also has limits.

Water flow, thick soil layer, and various interference factors gather together. It is wishful thinking to accurately search every piece of land with mental power, so Luther's best solution is to search for it inch by inch.

Mary Luli, who was always considered heartless by everyone, woke up unexpectedly this time. Ever since she was with Luther, Luther had never let her travel alone, nor had she led a team.

On the one hand, she is relatively unreasonable, and on the other hand, she has a relatively unruly personality. It is okay to bring one or two younger brothers, but it is difficult for her to bring a group of younger brothers.

For the first time ever, Mary Luli felt the heavy burden on her shoulders. As soon as she came to Mijina to meet Dianzi, she led the team into the water and started her own work, without any intention of fishing.

If this is on Qidao, it would be her style that the little brother works and sleeps by himself.

Mary Luli can always be trusted when it comes to big things.

The search work was handed over to Dianzi and Mary Luli, while Luther was busy with a more important matter.

Mai sat on the bed. Originally, she wanted to lie down and hold her chin to watch Luther busy, but when she thought that she was pregnant, this posture seemed not very good, so she could only sit on the edge of the bed.

"I just started to get pregnant, so there's no need to be so hard on myself."

While cleaning a glass jar, Luther reached out to Shanaido beside him.

Miao Miao was the first to hand the ice water to Luther.

"The weather is turning cold, and you still drink ice water, it's not good for your health."

Luther smiled and said, "The heating in the whole house is so high, we all opened the windows to let in air, and you still said that ice water is not good..."

With that said, Luther took the remote control and lowered the heating temperature.

"You, it's right to be afraid of catching a cold, but there's no need to make such a big fight. It's okay to be so sensitive and flustered now."

Mai pursed her lips and complained, "It's her first pregnancy and she doesn't understand anything, so of course she's nervous."

After finishing speaking, seeing Luther put the glass jar on the ground and fetching various seasonings, Mai's curiosity was aroused again,

When Luther was concentrating on doing something, she never disturbed her and would just watch silently.

As soon as they came back in the afternoon, several elves in Luther were as dirty as they had been in the war. They asked what happened, and they only said that they had a whim and asked them to exchange ideas.

I don't know what Luther thought of after that. When he got home, he turned around and ran out. He went to the ice room to find the perfectly preserved fruit, and it took him several hours to find it, from evening to almost midnight.

Not only that, because he couldn't find a suitable glass jar, he also asked Huoyan to buy several glass jars in Binhai City.

Huoyan tossed and tossed for a long time, and just when Luther felt that it might not be possible to do it tonight, she came back with a tightly packed glass jar.

"I bought it, but there was a little episode."

Just a small episode, let's just say a small episode, Huo Yan downplayed it so lightly, Luther didn't take it to heart, his mind was full of how to show off to the sackcloth later.

Seeing Luther cut different fruits into segments and shreds on the chopping board, Mai still couldn't associate these with glass jars.

Luther handled too much by himself, and his arms were a little numb. Xanadu, Miaomiao, and Dream Demon all planned to use their spiritual power to do it for them, but Luther rejected them all.

"It's meaningless for you to help me. You can make it for those guys later, but the sackcloth still has to be eaten by me."

There was a blush on Mai's face, and she was obviously grinning happily, but she said, "Mystery, I don't know what you are doing until now?"

"You can tell you're working on a bunch of fruit, it looks like you're making a fruit platter."

"But, you certainly won't show me a platter."

Luther said seriously: "As expected of you, if I let you eat something you've seen, I wouldn't have to spend so much trouble, just wait and eat."

The processed fruits were sorted into glass jars by Luther, and then Luther poured several seasonings that had been prepared into different glass jars.

The seasoning obviously contained vinegar. Smelling the vinegar smell wafting through the room, Mai sniffed violently and secreted saliva crazily.

Seeing Luther cover the glass jars, Mai looked at the fruits still on the cutting board and asked, "Is there any left?"

"Wait a minute, you cover it all up, haven't you been able to eat yet?"

Luther stretched out a finger and shook it: "It's best to wait until tomorrow morning to eat the ones over there. As for tonight, you can eat these first to satisfy your hunger."

Luther took two small bowls, added the chopped fruit to the chili powder and sour plum powder, stirred evenly, and added a small amount of melted rock sugar water.

When the surface of the fruit was evenly dipped in all the seasonings, Luther glanced at Mai, who was already drooling, and held the bowl to Mai as if offering a treasure.

When Luther came out so abruptly, Mai couldn't get used to it.

"What's awkward, you are the most precious in the entire Qidao now, try it."

Mai took a couple of sniffs with her nose, the sour and sweet smells flooded into her nostrils first, followed by the spicy chili powder.

A toothpick was inserted into the pulp, and Mai slowly put the fruit dipped in various dipping sauces into her mouth.

Of course, Mai started chewing, and it was someone else who was drooling.

Xanadu actually started to wipe the "tear stains" at the corners of his mouth with his hands, while Miaomiao had already sucked his little hands until they were wet.

The Dream Demon stuck her face on the glass jar, and licked her tongue along the edge of the lid. This action made Luther grab her quickly and hand her over to Xanadu to discipline her.

Thanks to Mary Luli's absence, otherwise she might be able to stage a scene of rolling all over the floor begging for food and drink.

Mai's expression was very intoxicated. After swallowing the first piece, she quickly put the second piece of flesh into her mouth, enjoying the firm flesh and the hot and sour taste.

Luther's dipping sauce provides a complex taste, which can not only taste the aroma of chili, but also retain the sweetness and sourness of the pulp itself.

The toothpick was too much of a hindrance, Mai had already discarded it, and turned to twisting the pulp with his fingers and throwing it into his mouth continuously.

Seeing that Mai was eating faster and faster, Luther quickly reached out and took the bowl from her hand.

"Miaomiao, take it and divide it."

Regardless of whether Mai Le was happy or not, Luther gave the bowl to the elves.

"Ugh?"

Mai looked at the fruit that had been happily eaten by the elves, and saw Luther aggrieved.

Luther said: "It's not that I won't give you food, but it's time to sleep now, so you can't eat too much, or the burden on your stomach will be too great."

"Hey, go wash your mouth and go to sleep."

Luther coaxed the sackcloth to brush his teeth like a child, and then gave Miao Miao a wink, telling them to go out to eat, and then return to the room after eating.

After washing up, Mai came to the neatly arranged jars and looked at them carefully.

"By the way, what do you call this thing? I don't think I've eaten it before."

The word "sour wild" came to his lips, and Luther forcibly endured it.

"Fruit sour."

(End of this chapter)