After the dragon's blood was integrated into his body, he summoned the water magic to wash his body, and then put on his clothes. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Yin Wuya looked strange.

Wei Liang was puzzled: "What's wrong?" ”

"You're so nasty."

The second monk Wei Liangzhang was puzzled.

Although Yin Wuya didn't look at it, out of curiosity in his heart, he still secretly glanced at it with his spiritual sense, and Deng Shi was startled, that Deng disciple actually smeared dragon blood on his crotch.

"If I had known this, I would never have helped you."

Wei Liang came back to his senses and said seriously: "I call it balanced strengthening, leaving no weakness for the enemy. ”

"You're really good at quibbling."

Wei Liang smiled and said, "Okay, let's go to Famagus." ”

He soared into the sky with Yin Wuya in his arms, and soon flew out of the Black Forest.

After a while, Yin Wuya asked, "Does the dragon's blood have any effect?" ”

Wei Liang shook his head in disappointment.

In response to that sentence, fairy tales are all lies.

When he was about to arrive at Famagus, Wei Liang's body suddenly became hot, and his skin was red, like a cooked soldering iron.

Yin Wuya was taken aback and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Wei Liang knew that the dragon's blood had an effect, but this thing was not obvious at the time, but it had great stamina. He cried out bitterly: "That dragon blood is too evil, I must be fused with a woman's yin and yang, otherwise I will explode and die." ”

Yin Wuya knew that he was teasing himself, so he straightened his face. Anyway, there is Ziwei Immortal, and he can be resurrected no matter how many times he dies.

"Take off your clothes and come and save me."

"You don't come!"

"I can't hold on."

"Ghost Believe!"

"Uninteresting."

After half an hour, the heat faded, and Wei Liang was reborn, and his body was much stronger. With a thought, the skin turned dazzling gold, replacing the previous iron skin, and there was a metallic sonorous sound when the fingers were stacked and knocked on it.

He decided to test the strength of this body, so he let Yin Wuya attack him with the Three Rank Dao Technique. Generally speaking, the power of the Three-Rank Dao Technique was comparable to that of the third-level magic, and he actually resisted it with his flesh and blood, except for feeling a little pain, there was no major problem. Then I tried the Four Rank Dao Technique again, but this time it was a bit reluctant, and the skin was torn, injuring the tissues inside.

Yin Wuya is a cultivator, and the power of the four-grade Dao technique he casts is not weaker than that of the fifth-grade Dao technique, Wei Liang knows that this body alone can hardly shake a fourth-level magician, and even break his wrist with a fifth-level magician.

It's worthy of dragon's blood, it's really good, if it is sold for at least 20,000 scarlet coins in the Scarlet Mall, it is really profitable.

Entering the city of Famagus, the traffic was busy, very lively, and the blonde and blue-eyed Westerners looked at Yin Wuya curiously, and they were shocked by the amazing beauty of this classical fairy, and formed a situation of onlookers, and some self-proclaimed noble magicians came to talk. Wei Liang was a little irritable, so he let Yin Wuya turn into mustard seeds and put them in his pocket.

Repeating the process in the illusion, he came to the door of St. Byron, took out his badge, entered the academy, and returned to his residence.

A slender back came into view, and the long blond hair hung down from the shoulders, as beautiful and full as the sun. Wei Liang smiled and said, "Hi, Alice." ”

Alice turned her head and said in surprise: "Lord William! Where have you been for so long? ”

Her identity is Wei Liang's companion, and Wei Liang left without saying a word, so she was naturally very worried. Fortunately, St. Byron was very generous and did not drive her away.

"I went home for something. I didn't have time to say hello because I was in a hurry. Wei Liang asked, "How long have I been away?" ”

"You've been missing for almost a year! Thankfully, it's finally back. Alice patted her chest, her breasts were not big, and Tintin was half a pound and a tael.

Wei Liang was a little surprised, he didn't expect it to be so long.

"Where's Brand?"

"It's at the Academy."

"Didn't you go to Els Snow Mountain?"

"What?"

Wei Liang shrugged, everything that happened in the illusion was too realistic, and even deceived the brain, automatically reducing it to a real memory. It turned out that Brand never left, so the academy wouldn't have given itself a new mentor, and it would no longer be able to contact Vivien.

He shook his head vigorously, what was I thinking? Yin Wuya shrank in his pocket.

The courtyard door was pushed open, and a middle-aged man wearing a robe and a black badge of glory on his chest walked in, and said in a deep voice: "William, long time no see." ”

Wei Liang looked back and saw that it was Teacher Brand. He was a little embarrassed to say goodbye for so long, so he had to apologize constantly with a smiling face. He cares a lot about Montechi, this is the best place to improve his strength, and he must have a good relationship with his mentors.

The strange thing is that Brand did not investigate the disappearance in depth, neither reproaching nor questioning, but was more interested in his cultivation progress. After learning that William's spiritual power had reached the level of a fifth-level magician, a faint smile appeared on Brand's rigid face.

"Not bad." He is a man who cherishes words like gold, and he held back for a long time, only spitting out these two words.

"Does St. Byron have a magister named Vivien?" Wei Liang couldn't hold back the impulse in his heart, and finally asked this sentence. In the illusion, he and Vivian have been together for the longest time, almost a year younger, the lively and cheerful beautiful teacher has brought a lot of fun to his boring study career, and the two sides have accumulated a very deep relationship, Vivian's tutor is imprinted in his heart with a smile and lingers. He already has Yin Wuya, and he will definitely not empathize with him, but only from the position of a student and friend, he should also ask.

"Who?"

"Vivien."

Brand thought for a moment and said, "No." ”

"Are you sure?"

"I'm pretty sure there is absolutely no such thing as Vivien in St. Byron."

Wei Liang was silent, it turned out that Vivien was also a fake.

He asked a few more questions, and the answers were disappointing. Montech has no Turku, no blue sea, and no little tree man in Cape López.

"Is the King of Light a woman?" He asked one last question.

When Alice heard this, she was startled and said, "Lord William, don't talk nonsense! ”

Brand also looked odd.

"Is the King of Light a woman?"

"He's a man." Brand said: "It's okay to talk about this kind of thing in St. Byron in private, don't talk nonsense when you go out, it's a felony to insult the King of Light." ”

Wei Liang was embarrassed.

What a real dream.

He thought that if one day he opened his eyes and did not see everything familiar, but lay in the comfortable game equipment, and a smiling saleswoman stood next to him, and said politely: Hello Mr. Wei, how is the experience of the game "Scarlet Throne"? Now our company is holding an event, and all game facilities are discounted by 20%. Would you like to buy a set?

He wished he was thinking too much.

What followed was the boring years of cultivation. Brand is an unsmiling person, nowhere near as lively and interesting as Vivien, and is more boring with him, and Wei Liang occasionally goes to the library to study on his own.

There was no berserk tearing, no wind bounds, and those two magic spells were also imaginary to him.

He hoped to meet the rich six generations of Baal, and the two of them would have a duel between third-level magic, and then extort some purple magic stones, but St. Byron did not have such a person as Baal at all.