Magic Tower Starry Sky

Put in a few beans at a time, and test whether the distance between the cutter head is appropriate. When everything was ready, someone moved his finger and said: "Actually, it has just been baked, and the taste has not yet developed. It will taste better after a few days. But let's take it as a test. I haven't baked it for a long time. I drank it. If I had to endure it for another two days, it would be torture. So come on, try the first cup of coffee in the Lost World, what is it like?"

Kayati brought a pot of freshly boiled hot water, and Lin followed the steps in his memory, and boiled this black fountain of life again after 15, nearly 16 years later.

The overflowing aroma is different from that produced during the roasting process. Both Master Smith and Fern could smell the twitching of their nostrils, trying desperately to sniff this unique smell. It's just that this black liquid, whether it's two girls, or a formal magician and lich, is a little hesitant to move forward.

Of course, regardless of what other people thought, Lin poured the brewed coffee into five cups on average. I took my share, sat down in a comfortable place, and smelled the long-awaited smell first. The aroma of berries and a touch of flowers are the characteristics of this batch of beans. It is actually not obvious during the roasting process; but after cooking, it amplifies the originally not strong aroma.

Take a sip, feeling the hot black liquid in your mouth. Ah, cool! It seems that the mind is clear.

Lin's hazy eyes and expression that was so comfortable that he was about to ascend to heaven made the other four feel slightly surprised. This black and not slippery thing is really so delicious? Although the fragrance is quite fragrant, it still takes a bit of courage to drink it. After all, it is something that has never been seen.

The two girls acted in unison, closed their eyes, raised their glasses and took a sip. Then, it got hot...

I haven't tasted anything, and now the whole mouth is stinging, and the two girls talk with big tongues, and they are talking upside down. The content is to keep repeating that the coffee is very hot, drink carefully.

Fern squeezed the handle of the small teacup that was temporarily used for coffee with her thumb and thumb, and brought it to the tip of her nose. After careful identification, in addition to the aroma of berries and flowers, there are also many delicate flavors, which are relatively weak, but still stimulate people's sense of smell.

Following Lin's movements, he took a small sip. When the coffee liquid diffuses into the entire mouth in the form of mist, it is a series of complex flavors that combine vertically and horizontally in the mouth, showing thousands of appearances.

Fen probably doesn't know how detailed her facial features will be in her body built by power. Vision, hearing, smell, touch, etc., she has already exercised to a subtle level, and she can control it freely. Only taste, without enough stimulation, cannot activate those taste buds.

What she ate in the past as a demon king, um, don't mention too much. In a word, it has the style of a demon king. It may also be that the cook who was caught at the time only knew how to cook some strange dishes, so she could only eat those strange things.

That taste is far from delicious. Although those cooks dare not add special ingredients, such as saliva and booger, don't expect too much from things cooked in fear. Especially those who are in charge of the kitchen, from time to time treat those cooks as extra dishes...

As for after resurrection, most of the time, she still didn't eat food. After all, it is not necessary to maintain the physical body. With the craftsmanship of the two girls, it is considered delicious, but not amazing. Many dinners are just a few bites, meaning nothing more.

Now with just one sip of coffee, there are various flavors captured by the mouth, and countless delicate and beautiful things seem to explode in Fen's mouth, shocking the soul.

As mentioned before, Fern's body is invulnerable to all poisons. But such a statement is not accurate, because Midi has a type of poison for the soul. Soul protection is more troublesome than imagined. What Fern is not afraid of is limited to the poisons against the body, but against the spiritual, even the soul, her resistance is not as strong as she imagined.

Especially coffee is not a poison, it is the edible plant with the most flavors on earth. Although this is to include all varieties of coffee, and roasting will also eliminate some flavors, so it will not happen that you can taste all the more than 700 flavors in one sip of coffee.

Lin chose to roast for a short period of time after the detonation is over, which he believes is the safest roasting method for the first time, and it can also retain more flavor. Of course, he himself is satisfied. Anyone who has banned coffee for more than ten years will feel satisfied if he tastes it again. But whether other people can accept it, he now has time to look at other people's attitudes.

The two girls were flapping their mouths, talking with big tongues, and complaining indistinctly. Master Smith didn't move yet, because he, like Lin, was taken aback by Fern's performance. It wasn't that some lich showed some admiration, but she closed her eyes with a solemn expression, her short black hair was windless, and there was a light blue flame around her body, giving her a sense of oppression.

This is the way Xiuxian eats ginseng fruit and increases his skill for six hundred years in one breath?

Knowing that caffeine is very powerful, Lin was also shocked by how strong Zai Midi was.

As if sensing something strange about herself, Fen opened her eyes and returned to her usual expression ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ The flames on her body were also suppressed, but still occasionally revealed a trace. She rarely said seriously to the two girls with distrustful expressions: "Before you meditate, let's have a cup of coffee. It will be good for you."

Seeing this, Master Smith quickly picked up the cup in front of him and took a sip. Maybe it was too impatient, so the master was also slightly burned. But after all, as a professional blacksmith, he has a relatively high tolerance to fire and scalding, so he can still calm down and taste the taste of coffee. The same taste feast is sublimated into a spiritual shock. This taste that has never been tasted is brewing not only in the mouth and in the soul, but even extends to every part of the body.

Tattooed on both hands, the magic circle of the Silverstone Alchemy Surgery actually played its role without actively performing it. The skin seemed to be like magma, and the fire was flowing. The high temperature not only left a burnt mark of the palm on the table, but also melted the handle of the cup. If it wasn't for Fen's quick hands to save this cup of coffee, I'm afraid that the first cup of coffee spilled on the ground in the Midi world would be born.

Silverstone alchemy surgery, this is a magic created by a dwarf magician who is a master blacksmith. It was originally intended to assist in casting, and it was a secondary function to improve the heat resistance of the user's hands, but in fact the lethality is also amazing.

Some magicians whose main job is smelting will tattoo the magic circle directly on their hands, just like Master Smith. In addition to being used for combat, it can also play a very convenient role in work.

This uncontrollable, sudden magic frightened Lin and Master Smith himself. The latter quickly cast a spell to stop the magic.

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