The nightingale sang quietly, melodiously, and a touch of creeping smell was dyed in the dark and mysterious magic forest of dark night.

Under the big tree, a bonfire formed by dead wood and dry firewood was lit. The fire drove away the darkness and brought warmth.

The woman with long burgundy hair is like a waterfall, bright red lips are as bright as blood, and a snow-white and delicate face sits directly on the ground regardless of the luxurious and beautiful palace dress on her body.

——Tired.

Although some animals and trees in the magic forest that became spirits were afraid of the dark goddess Frances and did not dare to trip up Fenghua like a human who accidentally broke into the forest, but after rushing for a day in the scorching sun, his legs were as heavy as if they were filled with lead blocks, and no longer looked like they were their own.

Frances, who has no power of human faith, is very weak. He cannot control the power of the gods and reaches the miracle of shrinking thousands of miles away, even walking a path is like a step and a breath of breath.

There is no way, everyone hates darkness?

Small animals return to their nests and humans sleep, leaving only some "night owls" that lie down at night, and are still resisting and persisting - it is also the reason why the Dark Goddess has existed to this day.

Although most creatures in the world hate and fear the darkness, the moment when the sun sets on the sea level and the dark night falls on the earth to cover the magic forest, it is the home court of the goddess Frances of the darkness.

It seems that even the extremely weak body is a little better.

Fenghua rubbed her sore calves and couldn't help but sigh in her heart - she was probably the most unlucky god.

No one loves it.

No divine power.

When you go to the elves, you have to walk step by step by step.

No more sad.

well.

On the tree, a few birds and squirrels looked at her from afar, with their eyes surprised and vaguely fearful.

"Is this the adult who lives in the west of the Magic Forest?"

"How could she be here?"

"Where is she going?"

Even if he doesn't like darkness, Frances, as a god, dares not be disrespectful to her, and will use the title of "Old Master".

"What is she cooking?"

"It seems to be a mushroom."

"It smells so good, it smells so good."

Under the tree, a warm and bright bonfire set up a simple and light stove. A few bright and non-toxic mushrooms floated in the milky white soup in the pot, emitting a mouth-watering aroma.

Even the simplest ingredients can become extremely delicious in the hands of Her Majesty the Queen.

The fragrance of cream mushroom soup has spread far and wide.

The little animals living in the magic forest have never smelled such a strong smell. They quietly walked out from all over for a moment, blinking their big eyes not far away, looking at the pure black palace dress that was like a woman with long burgundy hair and gorgeous charming hair.

I want to get close, but I don't dare.

Very entangled inside.

"It smells so good, I want to eat it, my saliva is about to flow out..."

"No. She is the goddess of darkness. Mom said she is an evil god."

The woman seemed to have not heard the whispers of the little animals, and turned into a bowl. She picked up the creamy mushroom soup in her white hands and took a sip.

Then, he turned his head gently, smiled at the little animals who looked at her in awe and surprise not far away, picked up the bowl and asked, "Cream mushroom soup, do you want to try it?"

The movements are elegant and careless, and the smile is full of charm.
Chapter completed!