Ice Mengchen was grabbed by the shoulder by a thin but powerful hand, and his whole body was wrapped in strange air currents and propelled into the air. The owner of this hand is an old man with thinning hair and a wrinkled face.

And the old man's other hand grabbed the vertebrae of the small bones. Looking at the hanging bones, Bing Mengchen couldn't help but flash a trace of worry in his heart.

The sound of a click, the sound of a bone joint falling off suddenly sounded. Then, Bing Mengchen's voice for help came from Xiao Gu's mind, "Master save me!"

Sure enough, Bing Mengchen sighed helplessly. Although he hadn't been with Xiaogu for half a day, Bing Mengchen already knew one of the characteristics of Xiaogu, that is, the joints were easy to fall off!

The old man looked at the only remaining vertebrae in his hand, and his brow jumped. Then suddenly there was a stream of air that blew back the fallen bones.

The old man looked at Bing Mengchen and said with a smile: "Child, you can't make magic quality!"

Bing Mengchen looked at the old man speechlessly, it was obvious that the way you held it was wrong, okay, do you still blame me?

After a while, the old man slowly walked in front of a quaint bungalow with Bing Mengchen. It's a remote corner of the academy, and people don't usually come here.

The old man dragged Bing Mengchen with one hand and the small bones that had become a pile of bones with the other, and walked into the bungalow. If it weren't for the fact that there were still two clusters of light beating in the eye hole of the small bone skull, no one would have thought that this skeleton monster was still alive.

In the bungalow, there is only a coffee table, a bed, and a few chairs. But the most conspicuous thing is the passage to the ground. The old man went straight into the basement with Bing Mengchen.

The basement has a lot to offer. The space is more than three times larger than the area of the bungalows above. It is filled with all kinds of bottles and jars, and weird dials. There are also a wide variety of biological slices.

At this moment, Bing Mengchen suddenly remembered that he was forcibly caught by the old man beside him. Just when Bing Mengchen was finally a little scared, as long as the old man had a plan to touch the misdeeds, he would not hesitate to fight back. The old man smiled and said to Bing Mengchen: "Don't be afraid, boy, I just want to study and study your demons." ”

Then, in Bing Mengchen's surprised eyes, the small bones were lined up on a laboratory table. caused Xiao Gu to wail, but this wail was only heard by Bing Mengchen, who was the owner of Xiao Gu.

"The undead of the Light Department? The old man picked up one of the bones of Xiao Gu's hand and looked at it carefully, "Is this texture the impression of the magic of light?"

Bing Mengchen, who watched this scene, was really afraid that the old man would suddenly can't help but bite a small bone.

As a result, Bing Mengchen was thinking about something, the old man really took a bite, and after biting, he said to himself: "It's a little hard!"

"Grandpa, let's put the little bones back!" Bing Mengchen was scared, and he pleaded.

As a result, the old man just glanced at him, and then said, "Don't bother me, go aside." ”

Bing Mengchen was confused, it was my demon! As a result, it was obvious that Ice Dust was glued to the wall by a strange magic spell from the old man.

Bing Mengchen is about to cry, that's the demon he finally get!

I don't know how long the old man has studied the small bones, anyway, when Bing Mengchen was sent back to the dormitory by the old man, it was already the next morning. And the mood is heavy, not because the old man made a gift to the small bones or anything excessive, but because the old man made an analysis of the small bones.

As a strange light undead clan, Xiao Gu can't replenish magic power like a normal undead clan, and it contains a huge and weird light type magic power.

The magic power of the undead cannot be replenished, and the magic of the light system is not compatible with the small bones, so the magic power of the small bones is limited and is getting less and less, and the old man estimated that the small bones can survive for about ten years, and it is in the case that the small bones have no other wear and tear.

In other words, every time Bone uses magic, it consumes its own life. Just like yesterday, what level of magic would cost Xiao Gu half a month's life. That is to say, yesterday, the ossicles inadvertently lost a month of life.

And, the peculiarities of the ossicle make it impossible to evolve......

Bing Mengchen was very depressed, although he had been in contact with Xiao Gu for less than a day. But the feeling of fate between the magician and the demon has made Bing Mengchen regard it as a relative. But now I know that my relatives only have ten years left to live.

Looking at Bing Mengchen, who was distressed about himself, Xiao Gu hugged him obediently and "said" to him: "Master, I'm sorry." ”

Hearing this, Bing Mengchen secretly made up his mind to become stronger, and then find a way to solve the lifespan of the small bones. This is the suggestion made by the old man, as the master becomes stronger, it will more or less have an impact on the demon, maybe a miracle has happened?

So Bing Mengchen's willingness to become stronger was strengthened again.

Walking into the dormitory building, Bing Mengchen found that everyone had avoided him, intentionally or unintentionally. Looking at the small bones beside him that were skeleton monsters, Bing Mengchen remembered that most people were afraid of skeleton monsters. For example: ...... yourself

Feeling the doubtful emotions coming from the small bones beside him, Bing Mengchen immediately thought that the demon and the master were in the same mind. So, your thoughts may have been felt by the ossicles......

When he came to the classroom with Xiao Gu, Bing Mengchen saw the listless Yan Ling'er and the equally listless Jiu Jiu.

"Ling'er, what's wrong with you?" Bing Mengchen asked.

"Yesterday I was caught by a strange old man, and he hatefully smoked the blood of Chirp. Yan Ling'er complained to Bing Mengchen, and the tweet on her shoulder echoed a few times, indicating that this was indeed the case.

At this moment, Roland, who had a pair of dark circles, walked into the classroom with a haggard face flower fairy.

"Roland, you won't be caught by a strange old man, will you?" asked Bing Mengchen.

"Hmm. Roland replied weakly, and went to his seat and fell asleep on his stomach.

Looking at Roland like this, Bing Mengchen was a little curious, what did he go through last night, what made him so haggard.

After a while, the class bell rang. Magic teacher Qin Mo walked into the classroom.

She has already learned some things about yesterday from some sources. For example, only three classes succeeded in summoning the demons, and for example, the collapse of the Tower of Destiny. As well as the seven poor children, she expressed her sincerest sympathy and condolences to the seven classmates who were forcibly taken away.

Looking at the thirty students in the class, with thirty demons of all kinds listening to the class. Qin Mo knew it was time to take a specific step again.

I saw her write on the blackboard:

"How to put the devil into your own mental space. ”