In fact, Chen Ming understands that Shaqiluo's current state is related to the burning red flame in his spiritual world, but he can't figure out why, this girl who meets him in Pingshui, and is even a roommate and a meal friend, will help him so many times.

Perhaps because her body had not yet recovered, it didn't take long for Shaqiro to fall asleep.

In desperation, Chen Ming carried her back to the room.

"Rest well. ”

Carefully covering her with the quilt, Tatsunami wanted to exit the room, but as soon as he turned around, he found that his sleeve was being grabbed by that small hand.

Looking at her frowning eyebrows, Chen Ming sighed, turned around and sat down on the edge of her bed, gently stroked her pale lips, and muttered, "Mysterious, powerful Shaqiluo, thank you all the time......"

Accompaniment, help, redemption.

Everything that Chen Ming didn't get in his previous life, at this moment, seemed to be brought to him by Shaqiluo, this mysterious girl he didn't ask, didn't want to ask, and didn't dare to ask, left traces in his heart, deeper and deeper.

"Whether it's for purpose or falsehood, the moment you come to you, it may be doomed......"

In his deep sleep, his voice was soft, "My life belongs only to you." ”

What he didn't notice was that the paleness of Shakira's face had faded in his arms, and Starlight returned to her pupils again, and she raised her little face, and she murmured, "The one who brought me the most precious thing, my life, belongs to you alone." ”

Time, as if stopped at this moment, as if something had happened, and as if nothing had happened.

On the top floor of the teaching building, An Mixiu, who was standing in front of the window and watching the moonlight, had no impurities in his eyes, like a black hole that could swallow everything, and like a light that could see everything.

He lowered his head, closed his eyes, and listened carefully to the distant cry.

For the first time, the old monarch showed his old form, not in his appearance, but in his surroundings, and everything began to wither.

The books on the shelves turned yellow, the blades of grass on the potted plants lost their lives, and even the tables and chairs made of mahogany began to slowly become old, colorful and dirty.

It's just a minute, but it feels like a thousand years.

He raised his head and chuckled, "Reeves, my old friend, your daughter has chosen the opposite path of yours, but there is no doubt that her future will be as wonderful and bright as your life." ”

On the bed, the two of them snuggled up to each other, their bodies wrapped in the red lotus-like karmic fire.

Soon, the flames began to slowly shrink, and gradually left a scarlet magic array brand on their foreheads.

Different from the usual magic array, the pattern on this magic array is not a five-pointed star, or a six-pointed star, but a very mysterious pattern.

Within the circular matrix, this pattern flows slowly, exuding an ancient atmosphere and a faint light.

The magic circle didn't exist for long, it only lasted for a minute, and the mysterious pattern disappeared there.

Shakiro sat up, her small hand caressing the sleeping boy's cheek.

She got up and got out of bed, her white LO skirt turned red, and at the same time, on her body, a powerful magic that Chen Ming had never felt appeared surged.

However, the strange thing is that when her magic reached a certain limit, a pitch-black magic array appeared on her chest, like a shackle, imprisoning her excess magic power.

The seventh order is the watershed between the noble and the lowly in this world.

A demon, no matter how powerful you are in the sixth-order period and how talented you are, as long as your magic power does not break through the boundary, you can only be called a low-level demon, no different from a livestock.

And only when you reach the seventh order can you be worthy of being called a high demon, which is the glory bestowed by hell.

Shakira's current magic power is stuck at the watershed between the sixth and seventh orders, on the same level as Drax and Arden.

The surging magic lasted only for a moment, and then it returned to Shaqiluo's body, she looked up at the window, and whispered, "Uncle An Mixiu, please forgive me for my selfishness, the magic that belongs to you, and I will return it in two years." ”

Outside the window, An Mixiu's figure suddenly appeared, and he sighed, "Actually, it's enough for me to protect him, why do you want to do such a dangerous thing......?"

Before he finished speaking, Shaqiro interrupted him, "I found that what he needs most now is not a strong strength, what he needs most is just companionship." ”

An Mixiu was stunned for a moment, and said with a wry smile, "I think it's you who needs to be accompanied, right?"

Shaqiro looked back at Chenming and replied, "Thank you, uncle, for choosing him as your successor." ”

"If I knew he would affect you, then I wouldn't have chosen him. ”

Sighing helplessly, An Mixiu's figure disappeared.

"Does it affect?"

Shakiro turned her head to look at the young man who was still asleep, and muttered, "It's not him, it's someone else, fortunately it's him." ”

The night seems to be long, but it is always coming to an end.

"You're saying you're going to a hunting tournament too?"

At the dining table, Chen Ming looked at Shaqiluo in surprise and frowned, "It's too dangerous." ”

Shakiro put down her knife and fork, held the milk and looked at him, "I'm going to participate too." ”

"I can promise something else, but I don't agree with this one. ”

Unexpectedly, Chen Ming rejected her for the first time, "I know you are strong, even stronger than us, but the hunting competition is too chaotic, and it is not strength that can solve everything." ”

I don't know why, he vaguely felt that the current Shaqiluo was a little different from before, and she before gave Chen Ming a feeling that was difficult to see, although he didn't deliberately release the magic power, but the faint trace of emotion from the magic power was also transmitted to him, that was fear.

can make An Mixiu's magic be infected with this emotion, and he guessed some of Shaqiluo's toughness.

But now he found that the fear that brought him magic power had disappeared, and besides, although the aura that this girl was showing now was also very powerful, he could clearly feel that the upper limit of her magic power definitely did not exceed the seventh order.

Shaqiluo didn't speak, but those eyes didn't leave Chenming, and he trembled a little involuntarily.

"Don't look at me like that. ”

Chen Ming said helplessly, "Even if I agree, you are not a student of the academy, and there is no way to participate, right?"

Shakiro tilted her face and asked, "Do you agree?"

"I ......"

Chen Ming looked away and said, "Forget it, I've never been good at refusing your request. ”

"Hmm. ”

Shakiro nodded and said, "I'll tell you a secret." ”

"What's the secret?"

"The sixth red-clothed student of the academy is me. ”

"Didn't you say ...... before"

"I am now. ”