Chapter Thirty-Eight: Illusion
Po took him forward abruptly, and I have to say that it really feels strange to ride a panda. When he got close to Nicholas, Po turned into the same red panda again.
Such a powerful demonic beast, it's better not to expose it casually, in case Jason's courage is scared, it's not good.
When he walked in, Qin Ming frowned.
"Yo, junior brother, long time no see. Doyle greeted Qin Ming with a smile.
"How many times have I told you, I want to call the senior. Qin Ming rolled his eyes, and stretched out his hand to reward Dao'er with a violent shudder. But he calmly avoided it.
To be precise, it was to dodge with a fifth-level magic, and to be more precise, this magic was a trap, an illusion.
Qin Ming naturally noticed this, so he looked forward again, Doyle grabbed Nicholas's hand and smiled at him, Nicholas's eyes were dull, like a dead fish.
"Hi, this shit. Qin Ming sighed inadvertently, "What did you do to him, and what do you want to do to me?"
Doyle shook his head: "I don't want to do anything to you, after all, I am also a person who has been my mentor and junior, even if it is only for one day, I still have a good impression of you." Only you can honestly answer my question. ”
"Listen to your tone, is it okay if I don't answer?" Qin Ming then rolled his eyes, "Although I haven't seen it with my own eyes, but you are a fourth-level magician, and Nicholas is a fifth-level magician, you should have used some means to sneak attack to have such a result, I really don't know where you got the confidence to deal with me." ”
"Could it be that my head is burned out, or I have read too many novels, and I think I am the protagonist, and I can do whatever I want?" Qin Ming spread his hands, with an expression of hatred that iron is not steel.
But these words seem to hit Doyle's pain point: "You TM is the protagonist." ”
He scolded, and at the same time, an emerald green magic wand appeared in his hand, and the light on it flashed, and in Qin Ming's eyes, the world around him disappeared one after another, only the whispers from Doyle in his ears.
"The real world, you can enjoy it slowly. ”
In the blink of an eye, he was in his room, still the same small room, with a few computers on the table, and even if he lost his mind, he was constantly programming, as if this was an innate ability.
It was raining heavily, and everything was back to the days when we were hiding from the fruit. Qin Ming hurriedly touched his pocket, where is the USB flash drive that contains the teacher's latest resources. He subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.
Maybe he will be hunted down tomorrow by those righteous people who want to bear the title of the devil, but he is sitting here now, with a bed, a job, a computer tissue, and a limited edition USB drive from the teacher.
It's just wonderful. When Qin Ming thought like this, he carefully inserted the USB drive into the computer interface, and at this time, the mobile phone rang. It was his master who called.
Qin Ming hesitated for a moment and chose to answer.
"Hey, master, what's the matter, apprentice, I'm working hard, can you stop bothering me at this time. Qin Ming blinked and said.
There was silence on the other end of the phone, and in a blink of an eye, an overwhelming sarcasm came: "Boy, I don't know you yet, what can you do at this time? It's not sitting in front of the computer with a tissue, how can I have such an uncompetitive apprentice as you, there are thousands of beauties in the world, you prefer USB flash drives and videotapes." You said that you are a little promising, no, why did I accept you as an apprentice? ”
"Gotta have it," Qin Ming said three times at once, interrupting the old guy's words, "What are you looking for me?" ”
Hearing this, there was a giggling sound on the phone, making people think that there was a thousand-year-old demon on the other end of the phone, the kind in the TV.
"Don't you know what day it is?" he said.
Qin Ming opened the window, and it was pouring rain outside, with lightning and thunder. From time to time, the city is as bright as day. Countless raindrops hit the windows, making people wonder if there was a typhoon.
Qin Ming was silent for a long time before he said lightly: "It's raining, what's wrong?"
"Are you angry with me, I asked you what day it was today, and you told me what it meant when it rained. Today is the day of delivery, little bastard, you come to the company for me immediately to get the procedure done, otherwise you don't want this month's salary, do you know, right away. The old man hung up the phone as soon as he yelled in his loudest voice, and the phone came with a Didi hang-up sound.
Qin Ming put down the phone and fell on the chair, but he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He didn't go out immediately, but plugged the USB flash drive into the computer and opened the contents. Qin Ming's eyes swept quickly, and his two fingers swung back and forth between the fast-forward and spacebar.
Doyle took the green wand and dangled it in front of Qin Ming, and said with a smile: "I thought you were so powerful, you were so easy to be recruited, senior, senior, you came to beat me." ”
He grimaced at Qin Ming as he spoke, shaking his ass, while Qin Ming stood there with his eyes blank.
That is, when he said this, Qin Ming's eyes instantly recovered.
A slap slapped him in the face, and the smile on his face caught him off guard. With a twist of a fist, Qin Ming kicked him in the ass, and Doyle flew away.
"MD, if you don't say I'm going to beat you too, what kind of garbage magic. Qin Ming cursed.
And Doyle got up from a distance, with a hint of fear in his eyes: "How could you escape so quickly, you should have been immersed in the virtual world." ”
Qin Ming heard this sentence twice, and gave him a smiling expression. Picked him up like a chicken.
"If your magic can show me something I didn't see, maybe I'll finish it more, but that film is just a clip I've seen before, which means you're unforgivable for you to cheat on my feelings, you little bastard. ”
Doyle's face was sad, Lao Tzu couldn't understand what you were saying, but he also knew that he had failed.
So he shouted, "Master, help." ”
Qin Ming rolled his eyes, and the scenery around him suddenly became illusory, and he came from a barren battlefield to an oasis with trees and lakes, as well as animals running back and forth in the meadow.
An old man in a black robe appeared in front of him like a mirage, both real and fake.
"Little friend, I don't know if you can give me a face and let my apprentice go first. As soon as he appeared, he said to Qin Ming.
Qin Ming glanced at him, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Who are you, a sixth-level magician, let me let me go, wouldn't I be very shameless." ”
The black-robed old man was not angry when he heard this, but looked at Qin Ming with a pair of vicissitudes of life, his eyes were deep, as if he couldn't pull it out once he saw it.
Qin Ming's gaze was attracted, his eyes gradually became dull, and when a smile appeared on the old man's face, Qin Ming also showed a sarcastic smile on his face.
Two white rays of light suddenly bloomed in his eyes, piercing the heavens and the earth, and the surrounding oasis illusion shattered, returning to its original desolation, and the old man no longer became so blurred, but showed his body in another place.
"People like you really can't learn well. The illusion wants to be used on me, too. ”
Qin Ming's eyes were full of banter, and the momentum on his body was partially released, but it made the heavens and the earth tremble.
"This is, the power of incomprehension. ”