"Sir, 14 Vito Street has arrived." On the side of the street, the coachman pulled the reins and reminded him in time.

As the wheels of the carriage gradually stopped, Wren handed the coachman a silver coin, and without asking for change, he dismounted from the carriage under his respectful gaze.

This is the temporary home of the old goat, a single-family house, and the garden in front of it is planted with roses, crape myrtles, mint and other flowers.

The door was not closed, and as soon as I entered, there was a carpeted porch with two high-backed chairs and an umbrella stand.

Through the porch is a spacious living room with light wallpaper, a dark brown painted floor, a small printed rug in the middle, and a heavy round table.

On the smooth tabletop, there are four intricately patterned witch arrays, and the pattern is flowing with red, blue, blue and yellow lights, and some materials and tools are placed on the edge of the tabletop.

Fang Baishi, Red Flame Crystal Powder, Eye Wood, Loess Core, Blue Sand Solution...... Wren glanced at it, and thanks to the materials class he had taken at Bushen University, he had read a few books of the Atlas of Extraordinary Materials, and he could recognize some of them.

The old goat did not greet Wren, holding a white ring in his finger, first using a special small steel knife to draw a certain pattern, and then picking up a thin purple needle to carve runes.

After doing all this, he picked up a small brush, dipped it in some blue sand solution, and smeared the ring one stroke at a time, and from time to time he used a needle to make shallow holes.

Wren stood with his hands in his hands, did not make a sound, quietly observing his movements, the way of the rune array, he could not compare to a [Formation Warlock].

Click!

The old goat threw the pale blue ring to the center of the table, and his fingers tapped the void according to a certain rhythm, and white streamers flew out.

The blue ring was held up by white light, shuttling back and forth regularly in the four witch arrays, and one by one the brilliant runes were imprinted on it, and quickly disappeared.

"Whew!"

With a breath of turbidity, the old goat hooked his index finger with his right hand, and the blue ring slowly flew over and put it on his finger.

"Hahahaha! Ahahahaha! Lao Tzu is really a genius, and if he works hard, he is the greatest warlock that Farolan has ever seen.

How can I be so handsome, so smart, and so talented, how can others live like this? The old goat looked up to the sky and laughed.

As he spoke, he raised his right palm, wearing rings of different colors except for his thumb, a total of four.

The corners of Wren's mouth twitched, and he shrugged his shoulders and said, "It's dawn, Master Nicholas." If you don't wake up, I can slap you twice to refresh you. ”

He felt that after the other party was promoted to the fourth order, he completely let go of himself.

Rolling his eyes, the old goat looked like his nostrils were facing up, and said proudly: "Boy Rennes, what do you know, I have improved the combination formation again, and you have reduced the rejection and interference between the formations, and the power has increased by three percent compared to before!"

Next time I meet Duke Tucker's stupid hanging, Marquis Fenna's bitch, teach them how to be a person in minutes! ”

"Okay, you are the most hanging, specializing in all kinds of disobedience." With a casual remark, Wren pulled out a silver pocket watch with a twig pattern from his suit pocket.

He actually understood that in the way of formation, the old goat was indeed very powerful, and very few warlocks at the beginning of the fourth order could engage in a fourfold superimposed formation.

After flipping open the lid of his pocket watch and glancing at the time, Wren said, "There's still enough time, let's get ready, it's time for us to go." ”

"Wait a minute, I need to change my clothes." The old goat glanced at the somewhat dirty warlock's robes.

An hour later, the old goat in a suit and leather shoes stood in front of a full-length mirror, smeared hairspray, and combed all the hair on his forehead to make a chic big back hairstyle.

"Grinding and chirping, okay?" Sitting on the recliner next to him, Wren said impatiently.

Puff - poof

The old goat picked up a bottle of men's perfume, sprayed it on his body, and shouted: "What's the hurry, wait a minute, I'm the finale tonight, I can't be hasty." ”

Looking at his incomparably sassy operations, extremely narcissistic posture and tone, this time it was Wren's turn to roll his eyes.

"You're more particular than a woman, do you want to put on another eyeshadow and then put on lipstick?" Wren teased.

"It's not necessary, I'm already the most handsome and chic man, and I can't steal the limelight from beauties anymore." The old goat coughed lightly, picked up the jeweled cane, and beckoned him to set off with him.

After the two of them got out of the house, they took a public carriage to the villa area on the street, and got off in front of a wrought iron door.

Glancing at the courtyard behind the iron gate, the old goat was a little puzzled: "Who is this, what are you doing here?" ”

"A pretty widow's home." Wren replied lightly.

Baron Carmel's house, to be precise, came here not long ago, bullied a couple of orphans and widows, and took some precious artistic images.

Lao Shan began to squeeze his eyebrows, and his smile was very obscene: "Tsk, it's amazing, I didn't expect you kid to be okay."

But it's normal, young people like you mostly like mature and charming royal sister wives. ”

"Will you be virtuous with you in the future? Mrs. Ellie and I have a normal relationship between men and women.

Don't look at me with your dirty eyes, I've long been known as a master of grass and won't fool around outside. Wren said without blushing and without a heartbeat.

Hehe!

Grinning his teeth, the old goat couldn't help laughing out of the pig cry, he stretched out his hand and pointed to a tall maple poplar, and said loudly:

"Men are woodpeckers, and occasionally they will stop at a tree and work diligently or take a break.

But when he raised his head and flew up, he could see a large dense forest, which was every man's dream! ”

"There are still good men in this world, but it's not you." Wren retorted weakly, a little lacking in confidence.

The old goat looked disdainful and didn't bother to justify, in his opinion, only birds without wings (no ability, no capital) would not fly around.

A man who is rich and powerful, and can get a girl casually, is too unlikely to be bothered.

For the transcendental, the exuberance of energy than ordinary people makes most of them more amorous, especially the high-level transcendentals, and the secular etiquette has become difficult to restrain them, regardless of gender.

According to the survey, master-level transcendentals, even in the most disciplined St. Joan Empire, have an average of more than twenty members of the opposite sex in their lives, and it is too easy for the strong to hook up with the opposite sex, and if you don't take the initiative, someone will post it upside down.

After a while, Mrs. Ellie walked over in style in silver high heels and a light white high-waisted gauze dress.

The old goat's eyes straightened, and he reached out and poked Wren's arm: "You kid is actually embarrassed to quibble, shameful winner in life, this kind of superb goods are all in hand." ”

Ignoring the thick jealousy in his tone, Wren pouted and said, "Stop talking nonsense, get in the car!" ”