Under the kindness of Yang Cong's mother, several people found a restaurant that was of a decent grade. **

In this way, not only is the relationship between the three middle-aged people much more harmonious, but even the relationship between Wu Huang and the juniors has also been brought closer in this small wine table. From the strangeness before, to the slight familiarity now, thinking that in the next three or four years, each other will sleep under the same roof, laughing and scolding together, this atmosphere will naturally become stronger.

It can be seen that Yang Cong's mother, in the social field, is a very set woman and can speak well. Yang Cong's cheerful and outgoing personality is estimated to be inherited from his mother, and he is also a master who can speak well. The only thing this kind of person has in common is that they have thick skin!

Like Zhao Xing, like Gong Jiebei, there is no such cheekiness! Cheeky, Wu Huang is not lacking, but under normal circumstances, if it is not necessary, he will not be cheeky to run to make friends with others. If necessary, he can still do it, like in the micro realm, during the big examination of the Holy Academy, in order to prevent the treacherous plans of some traitors from succeeding, and in order for himself to enter the Holy Courtyard normally, he can be cheeky and courageous, and unite everyone to demonstrate.

At noon, Yang Cong's mother got up and settled the account before the two middle-aged people, and left with Zhao Xing and Gong Jiebei's father.

Yang Cong and the three of them planned to go to the computer city for a walk, if possible, Yang Cong was going to buy a computer and asked Wu Huang if he wanted to go together.

Wu Huang shook his head and said, "I won't go, there will be something to do in a while, and I don't think I will come back at night!" Wu Huang scratched his eyebrows and continued: "I'm used to being lazy and free, if you look back and see that I'm always missing class all day long, you don't have to be too surprised, because this is my life!" ”

The three of them were stunned, and they all didn't understand what Wu Huang meant! But they didn't ask each other in detail, and they didn't know each other to that extent.

Wu Huang left the three of them, directly found a place where no one was, flashed to the paper factory and the glass factory, transferred some stockpiled goods, and an hour later, came to the micro world.

After throwing the inventory into the warehouse, Wu Huang went to the mountain behind the Holy Courtyard. On the back mountain, the master of the Mentor Pavilion has not yet returned, and there are still only the senior sister and the third senior brother, as well as the eighth senior sister. The rest of the brothers and sisters also did not return from the battlefield.

Because the Pavilion Master has not returned, the matter of Wu Huang and Senior Sister, Eighth Senior Sister and others being conspired and killed by the Temple and the Natural Disaster Temple can only be left unresolved. *.*//Without the pavilion master in charge, others dare not act rashly, after all, this is not a trivial matter.

One mistake can cause a great battle between the Sacred Courtyard and the Bauhinia Empire and the West Pole Temple.

Although this kind of war has not yet started in history, this time, the West Pole Temple has gone a little too far.

The Temple of the West Pole and the Temple of the Scourge were originally rivals, and the Temple of the West Pole regarded anyone in the Temple of the Scourge as a heresy. However, it is unjustifiable that they actually put aside the faith in their hearts, cooperate with heretics, and also accuse the disciples of the Holy Courtyard Pavilion Master as heretics and want to kill them.

But obviously, the old man of the pavilion master is not there, and Wu Huang is not qualified to call the shots for this kind of thing. Although he wanted to blow up the West Pole Temple, it was still very dangerous for him to do it alone. The West Pole Temple is not without masters.

Now that he is still at the level of a mage, even if he is close to the peak level, he still has a way to go before he is promoted to a mage. The strength in the secret, the true qi is only in the middle of the Xuan level, and it has not yet reached the high level. As for dragonization, in this micro realm, how much combat power there is has not yet been confirmed, and it is estimated that it has the power to fight against the intermediate magister level, or even the high-level magister level. …,

But if he encounters a saint now, the result may be a very miserable death! Even if he summons the little beast bubble against the sky, he may not be able to defeat it, and he will flee in the wilderness.

Thinking of this little beast against the sky, Wu Huang summoned it out of the demonic beast space. As soon as the little bubble appeared, it immediately jumped on Wu Huang's head and jumped up, as if he was very angry that Wu Huang had locked it up for so long and was venting his little emotions. babbling, pounding Wu Huang's hair like a chicken nest.

And when the bubbles were babbling and screaming dissatisfied, a purple figure shot from a distance, "Haha, I knew that the little bubbles were coming, come, come to my sister, my sister hugs, ......" I can sense the bubbles appearing, only dragons, and on the mountain behind the Holy Courtyard, there are dragons, only Bauhinia Rose.

This purple shadow is the Bauhinia rose. Under the summoning of Bauhinia Rose, the small bubble on Wu Huang's head flashed, and a whooshing sound came to Bauhinia Rose's arms, and the little head grinded on her small breasts, revealing an intoxicated cute look.

"Huh! The little bubble is a little heavier again! Holding the bubble, although it looks only a little bigger than a palm, Bauhinia Rose can still feel its weight changing. Holding it carefully, she exclaimed in surprise: "Xiao Jiu, look, there is a bag in the center of Bubbles' eyebrows!" ”

Wu Huang looked at the little bubble, and indeed, on the center of his eyebrows under its silver obtuse angle, there was an inconspicuous small bag, as if there was something in it that had broken out of the cocoon. Wu Huang didn't know much about this little beast against the sky. I knew that it had only been born for a long time, and it dared to argue with the purple dragon of the Bauhinia Rose. A month or two later, he challenged the Emperor-level Underground Demonic Beast and killed it.

Now after nearly a year of growth, especially after devouring a few dragon crystals, Wu Huang is a little unclear. I don't understand what the small bag on its eyebrows represents. The only thing that is certain is that Long Jing is very good for it.

Wu Huang's eyes flashed, and his spiritual power penetrated into the space ring on his little claw wrist, and he found that there were only five dragon crystals left inside. The ten dragon crystals that had only flickered from Bauhinia Rose's father had been devoured by her, but it hadn't yet made the small bag in the center of its eyebrows fully grow. Wu Huang didn't know how many dragon crystals it would need if this small bag was fully manifested, and he didn't know what it would become if this small bag was manifested!

But he estimated that the strength of this little thing should increase greatly. The dragon crystal that devoured the emperor-level underground demon dragon before, and after sleeping for a long time, it has changed somewhat. Now this change can be said to be the third stage. If the third stage is over, I don't know if there will be a fourth stage!

The Bauhinia Rose teased the little guy to play, and Wu Huang was in a vertical shape and headed towards the place where the senior sister lived.

Seeing that Wu Huang went to find the senior sister to play the piano again, Bauhinia Rose pursed her lips slightly, but she didn't stop it.

When Mo Qianqian saw Wu Huang, his eyes couldn't help but condense slightly, and he smiled: "It seems that recently, you have comprehended again!" ”

Wu Huang stretched out his hand and scratched his eyebrows, and said, "It's a little troublesome!" It always feels plausible! It seems that I have caught, but when I think about it, I have caught nothing・・・・・・"

"The artistic conception is originally an elusive thing, and I can't rush it!" Mo Qianqian smiled and said: "If you comprehend, you will comprehend, if you don't comprehend, it is useless to force it, but you will fall behind!" It's better to sit down and listen to my sister play a song! ”

"That's exactly what I mean!" Wu Huang laughed, leaned on the small platform in front of the senior sister's cave mansion, had a small purple gold gourd in his hand, raised his head and took a big sip. Mo Qianqian was not surprised when he saw the small purple gold gourd in Wu Huang's hand, but sat cross-legged, summoned a guqin, and put it on his lap・・・・・・...,

In fact, this small purple gold gourd was given to Wu Huang by Bauhinia Rose. Although she used this to tempt Wu Huang to play with her before, Wu Huang directly refused. Although she was very angry, she was hugged by Wu Huang that night, and she was so angry.

She could also see that Wu Huang was very fond of this little purple gold gourd, so she gave it to him before returning to the imperial capital.

This purple gold gourd is a rare space magic prop. It looks small on the outside, but inside it can hold a lot of alcohol.

As the piano sounded, Wu Huang was quickly confined to that wonderful artistic conception.

Seeing that Wu Huang was limited to his artistic conception in just a breath, Mo Qianqian sighed slightly in his heart. The world says how talented she is, but in her opinion, the talent and talent of the little junior brother in front of her are the highest among all the brothers and sisters.

From cultivating magic to now, it has taken less than a year, from an ordinary person to a current high-level magician, this long process, many people can't go through it in their lifetime, but he only needs a year. Even for her, it took five years to go from an ordinary magic awakener to a high-level magician.

The process of going from a high-level mage to the peak of a mage also took her five years. And at this peak of the wizard level, she has been staying for five years.

Although in the past ten years, she has comprehended her own artistic conception, but for the transformation of saints, she still feels that she needs some time to save up.

She studied magic at the age of eight, and now fifteen years of cultivation have passed in a flash, and for many people, she is one of the three most talented girls in the world.

However, in her opinion, no matter how high their talent is, compared to the little junior brother in front of them, it is really insignificant.

And Mo Qianqian also knew that this was definitely not Wu Huang's real strength, except for magic, when the little junior brother was not using magic, he could fight with Xiao Ba. Although Xiaoba was occasionally suspected of releasing water when he was competing with him. However, this is enough to show that even if the junior brother has no magic, he still has absolutely unimaginable physical strength! And this power, Mo Qianqian felt that even if it was the Apocalypse Stone, it could not be given.

Coupled with the fact that Wu Huang was carrying some strange weapons in the ancient ruins・・・・・・ in Mo Qianqian's eyes, Wu Huang became more and more mysterious.