Bai Cixi stood up and approached Beverin, strangely this simple action made Beverin herself afraid, silently waiting for the professor's ruling, silently handing over her fate This is the only thing Beflin did. However, Bai Cixi touched the girl with short silver hair, but did not peek into the other party's heart again, he said lightly: "It's nothing, things have developed like this, only trouble you to do your best to help Dark Fragrance, if there is something in the future, you better choose to leave." ”

What the hell is in case, Bai Cixi didn't break this point, but the little story he told was all pointed, and the reason why she said that Beverin would have an accident with a dark fragrance was due to her personality from the beginning, and what she would become in the end was not something that Bai Cixi could guess.

No one paid attention to their conversation, at least most of the people in the entire academy were still facing each day as usual, and even the heavy rain only made them stay at home and be upset, and what they thought was troublesome might be placed in the whole world and become very small. Under the lights of thousands of homes, between the streets and alleys, the filarial worms in black cloaks skillfully recite the trick of avoiding water, and the invisible light screen naturally avoids the liquid that slides in the air.

This man, who was always fanatical about the future and magic, did not trust anyone, but he was extremely confident, he was not afraid of heavy rain, he did not worry about the night, he was always alone. He had no worries because he had heard a strange sound in the kitchen not long ago, like the noise of the spirit world, and this strange reaction similar to resonance was like a device that emitted ultrasound waves, and it emitted spiritual pressure without any fluctuations for the nearby acceptable "bats" to discover, and finally revealed a secret.

The magical land of Womar has such a resonance every moment, like a treasure map everywhere, infinitely attracting people who are longing, and the filarial worm is also one of them. Many times I forgot about the task, and even forgot what I was called, just hoping to be a person who was truly happy in magic. Even as an onlooker turned away by magic, he was so excited that he was like a Christmas child.

Today's fluctuations make him unclear. There had been cases in the past when it was close to dawn, but he had received a strange summons hours before and even earlier. There was something that didn't belong to the academy, but it seemed to be mixed up with the academy, with the buildings, with the people here. All these doubts, all the miracles, are not what the filarial worm wants to know, after all, when he really gets close there, it will be over, and when he finds the real goal, it will become either you die or I live and see-saw each other. Many times the filaria migrate between competitors and prey, and eventually find a variety of sources that induce spatial vibrations.

He was very happy at the thought that there would be other sources of spiritual pressure in his hands, increasing his strength and growing even more. He carefully avoided the high tide of the lake, walked along the edge of the riverbank, and turned into a deep laneway. The alley could barely fit a carriage, but at its narrowest point not even two fat men could move side by side.

Is there really something you want here? The filarial worm was puzzled, but he was equally happy, his experience had told him that the source of spiritual pressure might not be human, maybe it was just something that had been placed on the spiritual veins to absorb the spiritual pressure too much. But this thing is really useful now.

After several searches and explorations, there was nothing but loneliness and coldness in the air around them, and even symbolic objects did not match. This clearly disappointed the filaria. It's just that he won't give up lightly, he chooses a more laissez-faire trick, which is a spell that he has been researching and developing independently for many years.

Searching for objects that are nourished by the veins by absorbing the veins has the advantage of being fast and efficient, but the only disadvantage is that it requires the complete liberation of the mana, and even the parts of the mage's own body that protect the fragile body cannot be left. Danger and opportunity coexist, and the heartworm who may hesitate but has long since put his name aside has taken immediate action. The next second he summoned the spell, his protective barrier disappeared, and the cold rain immediately invaded his flesh.

It was bitterly cold, like a ghost. Even when it came to Cheng Dù, whose skin was stiff, he didn't care. The feet that stood there were immediately invaded by the high rain. The bottom of the foot inside the boot feels a different kind of hell, although I usually don't care about my body, but when there is a real problem, the body is always honest.

Ironically, the already insane heartworm had to use the only perseverance he had to calm himself down and completely control the physiological characteristics of the obscene retreat. This is the use of reason for the sake of madness, and the goal of a qiē is only to be more crazy. In response to the filarial worm, the magic he unleashed was powerful enough that the spiritual pressure with his own characteristics did not hesitate to affect the life of the land and plants, and the place where it reached was immediately polluted.

The ranger's hard work was nothing, and now the heartworm was in a stalemate, he didn't even find the source at all, and it was clear that the thing was nearby. Could it be that it was a human who summoned him this time? Is it some idle bored person who releases this spiritual pressure and happens to be sensed by a filarial worm with a keen sense of smell?

If that's the case, no matter who the stranger and familiar person is, no one can escape from it after the filaria has laid a web of heaven and earth, after all, he is a spider

Nothing, damn it!

It was not the prey that despaired first, but the filarial worm that was gradually losing consciousness, and this man had been so tricky in the process of capturing it for the first time. Even if he gave up all his defenses and all his attacks, the all-out reconnaissance only made him more painful, and the only thing that gained was the string of aromas that came to his nose.

I don't know whether the aroma here is in the form of spiritual pressure or if it really has the taste of zài, because it is described as a heartworm that has gone crazy. It was indeed a good meat, or a beautiful spiritual pressure, and he had to eat it

Suddenly, a piercing pain spread from the shoulder to the back, and the entire back slid to the lower back area and was mercilessly stabbed. Not the horror of the rain, but the cold metal, the cursed blade that makes you feel hopeless. After taking damage, the mage did his best to turn back the spiritual pressure, but it was really too late.

The speed of the blade was slightly faster, and the filarial worm felt like he was being stabbed in the other shoulder, and the blade moved downwards to make him feel desperate. Blood poured out from the ugly mouth, spurting out spiritual power that had not yet reached its place. The filarial worm helplessly shocked the spiritual pressure in all directions, in order to ensure their own safety, if an ordinary opponent stood by his side at this moment, he would definitely be shocked by the spiritual pressure, and even eventually take his life.

Apparently, the filarial worm was convinced of this, and let its body fall forward and fall into the water. However, after a moment, his regain of his consciousness made him see a pair of feet, which were delicate little feet that did not belong to men, and they were wearing high-heeled sandals in the rain without care. The splash of water is wantonly teasing the filarial worm's body, he is being fleshed by human mermaids at the moment, and the enemy is likely to use the filarial worm as a spiritual pressure source and devour it, after all, this is the night of the wizarding world, and not every layman can survive in this place.

"Miserable moth, or self-righteous spider" The woman's voice was so high that she couldn't climb over, and she could trample on the body of a heartworm at any time in this position, but she didn't do it, obviously she could do it both physically and spiritually. In a moment's time, the woman forcibly found the main bone of the filarial worm's few remaining hairs, and lifted the most resilient strand of hair upwards as easily as a pimp, as if pulling the head on the neck instead of the whole body.

Heartworms reluctantly opened half of their eyes, looking at each other with the only sight they had, but the smell of the smell and the long fiery red hair flickering under the streetlights. The filarial worm didn't know this woman at all, although he had already concluded that this woman herself was the object of his hard search, but at this moment, as the woman said, the direction of the hunter and the prey was reversed.

In the first few tens of seconds, the filarial worm tried to resist with its own strength, although the spiritual pressure was broken up due to recklessness and raids, but as a sound (?) Men's physical fitness still has a considerable advantage. But when he found out about the identity of the other man's magician and the terrifying blade, he muttered bitterly.

The woman brought herself close to the other without care, and the scent of perfume, or just a filarial worm, came to her nose, and then the woman said, "I'm new here, and if you can help me, I think I know what a person like you wants, and I can give you anything." ”

This evil voice was even beyond the imagination of the filaria, this action in the middle of the night was really a mistake, but the filarial worm didn't care, he looked at the woman's vaguely charming face with resentment, smiled slightly and showed yellowed teeth, obviously he liked this woman's so-called cooperation very much, without affecting the grace of Lord Onique's knowledge, such a cooperation was really wonderful.

So the first step, the heartworm must first learn to keep his mouth shut, and then he must make enough contributions to express greater sincerity to express his sincerity, thinking of this lying on his stomach he smiled again, in short, there is a chance, as long as he can cooperate, the heartworm has a chance to take all he wants.

The black night rain only stopped slightly when it was close to dawn, and the strange heavy rain was connected to the winter sun, and this is really a magical country. (To be continued)