"100 Days of Cleaning Morrowind Academy"

Until he entered the big library, Luo Ning thought that this task was a simple job with a broom, and even planned to let the puppet replace him to be lazy. But as the saying goes, "Good and evil will be rewarded in the end, and heaven is a good reincarnation!" Luo Ning, who wanted to be lazy, was now facing a room full of books and dictionaries that were about to become refined, and there was only the thought of retreating in his heart.

That's right, a room full of forbidden books - they're all about to get fine!

Just after Whitney told Ronin that the cleaning task was here, the books on the shelves suddenly seemed to come to life, and they automatically jumped off the bookshelves and wandered around the house, and let out chirping screams.

Luo Ning was dumbfounded, even if he placed it in the world of the Lost Continent, which was full of fighting spirit and magic, he automatically "Whitney, I didn't look dazzled, did I? Why do these books ......?"

"You're not dazzled! remember that feeling?"

"You mean the dark energy in that book?"

"Yes, dark energy is both a weapon and a disaster, and it's all up to you. And every once in a while, these books absorb a lot of dark energy and generate self-awareness. The cleaning of the Great Library refers to subduing these taboo books and making them honest again. “

Luo Ning looked at the books that were jumping around like monkeys, and said with a wry smile: "Uniform?

"Forbidden books bully the soft and fear the hard. If you want to subdue them, just defeat them!Good luck to a student entering the big library!" Whitney left without looking back.

"Hey!wait!" Ronin wanted to say more, but Whitney was nowhere to be seen.

"Tsk!"

Luo Ning turned his head when he heard this, and couldn't help but gasp. Eight or nine thick books thirty or forty centimeters high lined up in front of him, the pages opening and closing rhythmically in small increments like breathing, and a large amount of black gas lingered at the bottom. What's even more evil is that although these books do not distinguish between professions, they all exude a dark energy comparable to that of high-level professionals.

"Do you have too many books to bully me? I also have a little brother, right?" Luo Ning summoned two puppets to suppress the formation.

He had imagined that this room was occupied by nine bookshelves, and the remaining space was only one or two meters square, and no matter how powerful those books were, they couldn't make any big waves. At this moment, the first book from the left suddenly turned to a page with a multicolored portal drawn. A hazy black light invaded the pages like lightning, and the portal inside immediately came out of the pages and stood in front of Luo Ning. The intense light suddenly flourished, illuminating every corner of the room, and Luo Ning had to stretch out his hand to cover it. When he reopened his eyes, he found that the scenery around him had changed dramatically, and it looked similar to the colosseum where he had deposed Randy Reinhardt.

Luo Ning was stunned: "This is okay, why don't you go to heaven?!"

As if in response to him, one of the books slammed into the ceiling with a "whoosh". It's just that when it falls back to the ground, the book doesn't become honest, but it flips for a while, freeze on the page of a skinny mage. The mage was dressed in tattered black robes and held a bone staff made of several bones of the Sensen. The facial features were shrouded in a black mist, and only a pair of scarlet eyes could be seen.

Similar to the first book, the black-robed mage with a crumply figure soon crossed the dimension and coalesced into a rancid entity. The two red eyes glared at Luo Ning, and suddenly took out a sharp nail from his arms that he didn't know what it belonged to and threw it to the ground. The wand in his right hand swept forward, chanting incantations and casting a dark glow. A faint purple light suddenly appeared, forming a magic circle with a circle on the outside and a five-pointed star on the inside. Obscure magic spells emerged from each area separated by the pentagram, and with Luo Ning's knowledge, he could only roughly guess that it was the activation of some kind of curse in the dark arts.

After the black-robed mage's spell ended, the nail exploded into a purple mist with a "pop", and out of it came a black-robed man in a black robe, a top hat, and a bird's beak mask on his face, who looked exactly like the doctors who treated the Black Death in the Middle Ages.

"I'll leave this bird doctor to you. Ronin took a few steps back, leaving the battlefield to the puppets.

The head of the ancient tomb observed for a moment, and learned Luo Ning's tone: "Monk, this thief bird will be handed over to you!" said that he retreated to Luo Ning's side, and did not take this summoning thing in his eyes.

The black line on Luo Ning's forehead plummeted: "Hey! Not only is there no one in sight, but can you also talk trash? No, this needs to be educated!"

The Wuxiang warrior monk walked to the opposite side of the black-robed doctor, and according to the rules of the rivers and lakes, he announced the Buddha's name and prepared to fight. However, the black-robed doctor did not abide by the rules of the rivers and lakes, and suddenly made a move without saying hello, pointing the black short staff in his hand at the Wuxiang Warrior Monk, and spewing out a large amount of dark green smoke from it.

As Luo Ning had guessed before, the black-robed mage who came out of the book was proficient in black magic. The beak doctor he summoned was not only plague-ridden, but also able to unleash a thick poisonous mist through his staff. Even high-level fighters with outstanding resistance can festering their skin and lose all their strength with just a little dipping.

But it is the so-called "one thing descends one thing". Unless it is a highly corrosive acid gas, no matter how powerful the poisonous smoke is, it will have no effect on the mechanically created puppet warrior monk.

Not long after, the seemingly unphased warrior monk raised his Zen staff expressionlessly: "The plague and miasma are really a passing cloud! If this benefactor has no other means, then the poor monk will not be polite!"

The Wuxiang warrior monk rushed forward with a stick, one stick hit the flying cane, two sticks hit the crooked bird's beak, and the three sticks directly knocked the bird's beak doctor back to its original form and turned into a gray nail again.

"Monk, haven't you heard of the thief and the king?" What a wooden head!" The head of the ancient tomb pointed out loudly in the back, which made Luo Ning really want to scold her: "You can do it!"

And she did. As soon as the head of the tomb finished speaking, he threw the soft sword as a javelin, and the sword light swept past the black-robed mage and directly penetrated the book with "Black Magic Spell Actual Combat" written on the cover, nailing it to the ground.

"Twitter——"

The stabbed book let out a terrible scream, and the pages crumpled into a ball and tried to jump towards the shelf. It's a pity that the soft sword seems to be weak, but it is actually extremely tough. No matter how much the book struggles, it can't get rid of it, and it can only make the wounds on the pages bigger and bigger. A puddle of black water emerged from the wound and flowed to the ground, where it evaporated in an instant. The black-robed mage's body that was summoned dissipated, and the books that drained the black water suddenly stopped moving, becoming much more honest.

She suddenly drew a sword in her hand, and waited until the book "Dark Magic Spell Combat" was pierced by a sword, and the other books realized the danger of the situation and retreated one after another.

"See, that's the way it is!"

"Amitabha! The poor monk understands!" The Wuxiang warrior monk shook his long stick and flew towards the book closest to him, and after catching up, he didn't say a word. Soon after, all the forbidden books that could move were hit, and he lay on the ground quietly, returning to his normal state. Ronin picked up the books one by one and placed them in their original places according to the title page number.

"Is it done? It's your pay, please take it and get out of here!"

Whitney appeared in a corner of the room in a ghostly manner, causing Ronin to nearly throw the last book on the floor.

He walked over to Whitney and took an inconspicuous black key from her, "Pay?

Whitney delicately turned away, his voice getting farther and farther away: "That's right, the key can open this room, you can come in at any time if you need to." That's what you get paid!"