[Chapter 1190 Lord of Black Mist 1/2]
noisily.
The business hours of Origin Mall are closed.
Because of the snow, the light outside was pretty good.
At least it’s much brighter than when it rains.
Snowflakes are flying, showing no signs of slowing down.
After the last customers left, the Origin Mall became quiet.
Luo Chuan held his chin up and looked outside idly.
The falling snowflakes flew in all directions under the cold wind, and then fell to the ground.
Blended with pure white snow.
Faintly, you can hear the “whirring” sound of the howling wind.
The wind tonight is very noisy.
There are a lot of news related to this snow on Magic Phone.
Official personnel such as the imperial guards and city guards of Jiuyao City are assigned tasks as long as their realm reaches the creation level.
The content of the task is very simple, clear snow.
The thickness of the snow has reached half a meter in many places, and the blizzard has no intention of stopping yet.
Although the wind and snow were heavy, the streets of Jiuyao City were very lively.
People were bundled up and holding tools in their hands to pile snow onto the green belts of the streets.
The Luo River that runs through Jiuyao City is still flowing smoothly, without any sign of freezing.
So you can often see a scene like this: practitioners drag piles of snow and throw them directly into the river, causing waves of water to splash.
These have nothing to do with Luochuan.
It was snowing outside and the temperature was still very low. He didn’t want to move, let alone go out.
Luochuan felt that he should be in a state of semi-hibernation now.
Although the temperature inside the store was pleasant, looking at the snowy scene outside made me feel unmotivated.
Having said that, the night barbecue at Yuan Gui’s shop should not be available today.
Probably not in the next few days either.
Luo Chuan wanted to laugh when he mentioned this matter.
After all the calculations, the night barbecue at Yuan Gui’s shop only lasted for two days.
After the first day of night barbecue, the rainy season, which lasts for dozens of days, arrived.
After finally waiting for the rainy season to end, the night barbecue was open for another day.
Okay, it started to snow heavily again.
Many customers complained on Magic Mobile, saying that the weather was deliberately preventing them from having barbecue.
After dinner, Luo Chuan wrote some scripts, put down his magic phone, and stretched.
He hadn’t been to the casual mode for a while, so he decided to check it out.
Yao Ziyan has been there a few times.
According to her, the fragrance of flowers in the air became much stronger and the city became more lively.
The Wanhua Expo is like the Spring Festival for flower growers, and it takes a long time to prepare.
As the time approaches, the lively atmosphere continues to build.
Until the day came, a “bang” broke out.
Luochuan used the holographic device and went directly to the coffee shop in Sannia.
There is a vague floral fragrance in the air.
Luochuan looked around and his eyes fell on the window sill.
A potted plant was placed there, with pale pink flowers in full bloom.
I heard Yao Ziyan say that she bought this outside.
The chimera was curled up on a blanket in the corner, seemingly resting.
After seeing Luochuan, he just called out softly as a greeting to his nominal master.
Luochuan came to the counter and made himself a cup of coffee.
After tasting it, it was a bit bitter and not very tasty.
Two spoonfuls of sugar were added to suit his taste.
8BOOК·СΟｍLuochuan
really doesn’t know much about coffee.
His evaluation criteria are very simple, as long as it tastes good.
Drinking coffee from Wuerjia, Luochuan sat down on the sofa.
He didn’t know what to do here, so he came here whenever he wanted.
The coffee is mellow and quite sweet.
Luochuan took a sip and noticed the mask on the shelf with his peripheral vision.
He felt a bit unreal that he had signed a unilateral unequal treaty with a certain divine creature in a daze.
I wanted to go shopping in Sannia, and then I encountered a mask delivered to my door.
How can I put it, it has a sense of being guided by fate.
Luo Chuan stretched out his hand, and black mist surged in his palm.
This is the power of that divine creature.
