Runeland: My Cold Fox Chinese version of the game

Chapter 423

"Yes! I want all of these, pack them all up for me. Desserts, these are the good things you can never eat in there!

Even I can't stand the temptation of these little guys after quitting sugar for so long, so she must miss this taste!"

Jincheng looked at the dazzling array of desserts in front of him, and his heart was filled with joy. He chose his favorite style without hesitation, and each one made him salivate.

The clerk smiled and put the desserts selected by Jincheng into exquisite packaging boxes one by one, and then asked:

"Sir, are you buying so many for your girlfriend? Indeed, sweets always make people happy!"

Jincheng smiled and replied: "No, I bought it for an old friend I have never met!"

Clerk: "?"

After paying, Jincheng couldn't wait to walk out of the dessert shop beside two beautiful dessert waitresses.

He held a bag full of desserts in one hand, and his mood was particularly happy.

As Jincheng walked, he couldn't wait to pick up a small puff and put it in his mouth.

The sweetness of the cream and the touch of the bread instantly wrapped Jincheng's tongue tip, and this feeling made Jincheng enjoy the benefits of technology again.

There were not many pedestrians on the street, but Jincheng was also the most peculiar one.

After all, normal people would not eat desserts, read newspapers, walk, and walk quickly with a purpose.

Jincheng strolled leisurely on the street, enjoying this rare free time and reading newspapers.

Quinn was sent away by Jincheng, and then she rushed to the beach excitedly and happily.

Quinn's reaction made Jincheng realize something. He should have taken her to buy an expensive swimsuit before, and then go to enjoy the beach.

Unfortunately, he had something to do.

"It's so miserable, so miserable! If there is no problem, it will be you!"

Jincheng held a puff in his mouth, chewing while walking westward, holding a few newspapers in his hand, and sighed while reading.

Each of the heroes in Runeterra has a unique story and background.

These stories are not simply tragic, but full of all kinds of bizarre and sympathetic plots.

The departure of parents seems to have become commonplace, but in Piltover and Zaun, the situation is different.

People here enjoy a relatively civilized and stable social environment, and their lives are relatively safe, without having to worry about sudden dangers.

However, even so, many people still encounter misfortune.

"But you are too miserable, aren't you? You are an orphan, and after being adopted, you have a good life, and then your closest father and friend were killed by your own sister, and you were also imprisoned!

Obviously you did nothing wrong, you just wanted to protect, alas, you are such a poor guy, a big injustice!"

Jincheng continued to flip through the newspaper in his hand, combined with some memories of his previous life, and expressed deep sympathy for this poor character.

He couldn't help but think, if he were in such a situation, how would he deal with it?

How is it possible! Udyr is so fierce, and my sister is not crazy!

Jincheng couldn't help laughing, but soon sighed again:

"When others are pursuing their ideals, only you are suffering in prison! Wei Aolai! It's really hard! It's harder than mine. I cried when I read your experience!"

Jincheng looked at the incomplete information in the newspaper, with a smile on his lips, but his eyes revealed an elusive emotion.

He shook his head gently, as if he felt helpless and sorry for Wei Aolai's experience.

But, isn't it her misery that he is interested in?

Jincheng smiled and crumpled the several useful newspapers in his right hand into a ball, then picked up the bag with one hand and stuffed all the puffs and other desserts into his mouth.

In a few seconds, a large number of desserts were eaten.

The sweet and greasy taste of the cream spread instantly, making Jincheng intoxicated.

He savored this wonderful taste carefully, and his heart was full of satisfaction.

If there were no important things waiting for him to deal with, Jincheng really wanted to stay here for a while and enjoy this comfortable life.

"Ah! I was going to give it to her! Why did I finish it myself! Puffs are still so delicious, but unfortunately, I only know how to eat puffs, not how to make them. Otherwise, I will learn how to make puffs when I have time?"

Jin Cheng thought, while ignoring the eyes of the people around him, and continued to immerse himself in his thoughts.

His fingers danced flexibly, and the newspaper in his hand quickly turned into a burning flame under his operation.

Then, he rubbed it gently again, and the flame disappeared without a trace, leaving only ashes on the ground.

The sudden ignition of the flames and the fearlessness of the people around himThe action of fearing the flame immediately made a middle-aged man with a friendly face who passed by Jincheng exclaim and stop:

"Magic? Is this fire magic, sir!"

The middle-aged man with dust on his body had regular features, but there was always a haze in his eyes that could not go back, but Jincheng's actions shocked him!

Especially he was looking for a magician. All this made the middle-aged man feel that it was God's will.

Jincheng just glanced at him, not caring about him, and said with a nonchalant smile: "Brother, this is just magic, magic, do you understand?"

Jincheng clapped his hands and patted off the last ashes after the newspaper burned out. The ashes rose with the wind and turned into gray mist and disappeared.

"Sir! I saw it all! It's incredible! You didn't do anything! It burned out of thin air. I understand that you don't want others to know! You are so easy and carefree..."

The middle-aged man was so excited that he was incoherent and seemed to want to continue, but was interrupted by Jincheng.

Jincheng frowned, looked at the middle-aged man impatiently, and said, "Okay, okay, I said it's magic?"

Jincheng turned around and prepared to leave this place. But the middle-aged man quickly caught up with him:

"Sir, please wait! Please listen to me..."

He looked around and found that no one around noticed this place, and immediately said anxiously in a low voice,

"Dear magician, I am a vocalist, my daughter..."

Jincheng clasped his hands together and interrupted the middle-aged man's anxiety and words, and then walked towards the port without stopping:

"Wow, sorry, I have to do business now. If you really need to find me, then you might as well go to Villa No. 8 on Newlunmo Street to find me at other times!"

Jincheng is very busy now, and he can't wait to go to Jingshui Prison.

The middle-aged man wanted to say something, but from Zaun, relying on his own efforts, he brought his family into Piltover and had a family pillar of middle-class life.

Observing the expressions of others has become his protective color.

"Uh, please...Okay, sir! Thank you for giving me this opportunity!" From Jincheng's words, the middle-aged man heard some meaning, he did not pester.

Jincheng just waved his hand without looking back.

The middle-aged man looked at Jincheng's back, although he felt a little disappointed, but he still sighed silently.

He knew that a magician like this must not be easily approached by ordinary people.

But he didn't want to give up, after all, this might be his only chance.

The middle-aged man immediately took off his hat politely in return, his eyes followed the figure of the young man until the other party completely disappeared, the man slowly put down his arm, frowned, and his face was full of sorrow.

"... Sabao... I found a magician who looks good. The way he controls magic is really freehand, and it seems that he has strong control. Maybe he can help you!" The middle-aged man couldn't help but sigh, his voice was low and heavy.

He tried various methods, but he could not alleviate the torture suffered by his daughter. Since a certain moment, his daughter suddenly has a strange ability to perceive many hidden secrets. Those hidden songs are often difficult for ordinary people to detect, but she can hear them clearly.

This special talent allows her to listen to the voices in the depths of everyone's soul, whether it is kindness or cruelty, whether it is joy or sadness. However, such a talent did not bring her happiness and joy, but became the source of endless pain. Whenever she walked on the street, the noisy sound flooded into her mind like a tide, like a chaotic sonata of desire and dispute, which made her unbearable.

Every time he saw his daughter curled up in a corner, covering her ears tightly, and trembling; every time he heard his daughter crying and telling her inner pain, the vocalist's heart was twitching.

He couldn't even send his daughter to receive education, just because walking on the street would fill her with all kinds of cruel and painful thoughts.

He has tried so hard to let his daughter be born in Piltover, why does life and things seem to be worse!

He couldn't find a good treatment, but he believed that controlling magic should be possible, because he didn't tell anyone that he was sure that it was the magic talent that made his daughter unhappy.

So, he was going to visit the wizard. As for whether the wizard was a bad person, it happened that distinguishing the good and evil of the soul was his natural ability!

"I haven't asked the gentleman's name yet, oh, I didn't introduce myself, bad! But he told me his address..."

The middle-aged man walked and suddenly slapped his head.

Because he saw the magicThe mage was so excited that he forgot the most basic etiquette.

He quickly looked back, but the mage had already disappeared.