Chapter Seventy-Six: The Road to the Roots

With the next generation of family heads and the treasure of inheritance in his body, it is impossible to let Wang Yu travel thousands of miles alone, and someone must accompany him.

"Ah, that." Wang Yu lay lazily on his stomach, did not look back, and said angrily: "It's an old man, but when I got to the eldest brother, he left by himself, saying that he had something to deal with." ”

"Something? Business and private affairs? Wang Heng frowned slightly: "Did you tell you when you will come back?" ”

"I didn't ask." Wang Yu replied as a matter of course, and then as if he remembered something unpleasant, he pouted and said: "Where do I dare to ask, those old guys will listen to the great ancestor, let alone me, even the eldest brother, you can't command them now, right?" ”

"I'm not the head of the house, it's normal for them to not listen to me." Wang Heng said lightly: "But his first task should be to protect you, and it is too abnormal not to tell you any information to leave your post without permission." ”

Wang Yu frowned, and thought about it carefully: "That's right, he didn't have any abnormalities at all before he came here, and he didn't explain anything in advance; When I left, I was in a hurry, as if I was thinking about something, for fear that I would disappear when I turned around. As soon as I stepped into the boundaries of Misaki City, he left. ”

The corners of Wang Heng's mouth twitched, and then he understood why Wang Yu had the opportunity to go to Cangqi's house to stir up trouble.

But now that the matter is over, he doesn't bother to scold anymore, and what is more important now is what the old man is stumbling upon.

After carefully combing through the before and after, Wang Heng asked, "Was it before or after the separation between Elder Chan and you before entering the enchantment?" ”

Wang Yu twisted his brows and thought seriously: "Forward." ”

Then he added with some uncertainty: "The time when I first felt that he was in a bit anxious should be near Misaki City." ”

Wang Heng nodded, and in a blink of an eye, he met the orange eye.

Orange slightly bowed.

Wang Heng clapped his hands and stood up: "Okay, you two should be tired enough, the wounded will go and rest." ”

Then he picked up Wang Yu and turned his head to look at the orange: "If you have a pearl, I'll trouble you." ”

Orange smiled playfully and nodded, gently sipping the last black tea in the cup.

Wang Heng helped Wang Yu to leave directly, ignoring the call of "ouch ouch" in Wang Yu's mouth, pushed open the door of the living room with one hand, and turned slightly to say goodbye: "Then, good night." ”

The wooden door made a soft click and closed shut.

Orange gently put the cup on the table, straightened up and walked leisurely to Youzhu's side: "Xiao Youzhu, I haven't been so close for a long time, do you miss me?" ”

Youzhu's eyes clearly reflected the refusal, and at the same time, he never gave up: "Don't touch me." ”

Then he tried his best to support his body, but unfortunately he only trembled slightly and couldn't stand up.

Orange smiled evilly: "It's better not to force yourself." ”

Then bend down and gently pick up the beads.

The sixteen-year-old orange is already tall, and Youzhu's small figure is not obtrusive in her arms.

Straightening up, Orange lowered his head and sighed slightly: "Don't worry, at least I won't do anything strange to you today, after all, there is still a tenant here." ”

After speaking, she smiled helplessly: "However, Youzhu, after all, I haven't seen you for a year or two, why is her personality becoming more and more unlovable." ”

"I miss the pearl when I was a child~"

Youzhu opened his eyes and did not speak.

。。。

After settling down with Youzhu, it was already past five o'clock in the morning, and Orange walked out of the Jiuyuan Temple.

She wasn't going to rest in another magician's workshop.

Pulling open the door, Orange paused.

There was a back figure at the door, and it looked like it had been waiting for a while.

Wang Heng turned his head and smiled at her: "Youzhu is troublesome to you." ”

Slowly closing the door, Orange shook his head: "I have also been taken care of a lot by the big witch, and this little thing should still be done." ”

Wang Heng nodded, stretched out his hand and gestured in the direction of the ramp downward: "I'll send you back." ”

Orange looked at him fixedly for a few seconds, then nodded, "Trouble." ”

。。。

Wang Heng's current height is actually not as tall as an orange, although it is a normal height for the age of his body, but he has not begun to develop at a high speed, and he is no better than an orange who is already sixteen years old.

So if it's an orange giveaway, it looks like it might have to be the other way around.

However, Wang Heng has long been accustomed to today's perspective, although he is a little unaccustomed, but he is not too awkward.

The two walked silently for a while, but Orange couldn't help but speak: "You gave up the engraving?" ”

"Huh?" Wang Heng was stunned for a moment, and then nodded as if coming back to his senses: "Oh, you said that thing." Well. ”

Orange frowned, "That thing?" ”

As the inheritor of a magic family, it is natural that I will not have a good impression when I hear that some people have such a disdainful attitude towards the magic mark that represents the inheritance.

Wang Heng smiled, as if he was a little interested, and glanced back at the orange: "Just in case, let me confirm, what is the magic mark in your eyes?" ”

Orange looked at Wang Heng's back with some unhappiness, but he still thought about it seriously, and thought for a while before saying, "The inheritance of magic, the exclusive book of the devil's way?" ”

Wang Heng nodded thoughtfully: "Then you should know very well that the magic mark itself can only be used by the inheritor, and others will not be able to understand the content even if they are stripped out." ”

"The engraving itself represents a will to pass on the legacy – you draw strength from it now, and you will dedicate your power to the engraving from generation to generation in the future."

Wang Heng paused: "If there is no consciousness for the sake of the family, or at least for the sake of this magic, not to mention whether it can be successfully inherited, even if it is based on the success of the inheritance, how much power can it exert?" ”

"So you're not willing to go down on your magic?" Orange interrupted him.

Wang Heng thought for a while: "Not really. ”

"Wang's magic actually has considerable potential, and if it continues to be passed on and does not go astray, it is possible to reach the root."

"But?" Orange continued.

Wang Heng smiled dumbly: "But that's not the path that suits me." ”

"The Aosaki family's fifth method to the root should be almost complete, right?" Wang Heng glanced at the orange: "The path to the root is close at hand, can you still keep your sanity?" ”

Orange's eyes were sharp: "What do you want to say?" ”

Wang Heng shook his head: "I just hope you don't be blinded by shortcuts - of course, I don't have the qualifications to make a conclusion whether the fifth law belongs to you or not, after all, I am confused about what this law expounds." ”

"But if only you could remember your original goal!" Wang Heng smiled brightly: "In the final analysis, magic engraving is still the inheritance of knowledge, the distance that the predecessors walked on this road is placed under your feet, and then you can walk more than half of the distance less than others - doesn't it sound very exciting?" ”

"But the role of magic marking is always to lay the groundwork for the roots, and it would be disappointing to focus on the engraving itself."

"And... Who says you can't use that magic without an engraving? Wang Heng raised his eyebrows at her, then raised his right hand.

A little gossip swirled in the palm of his hand.

Orange's eyes widened: "This can't be! ”

Wang Heng shrugged: "Everything is possible. ”

"Well, but," Wang Heng waved his hand to disperse the gossip in his palm: "This thing is just a superficial appearance, and it is not comparable to the original version that has accumulated for thousands of years." ”

Orange was silent for a moment: "A magician only uses power and destructive power to measure the value of magic? Are you serious? ”

"Alas," Wang Heng sighed: "It makes sense, but there are always some things in this world that have to be solved by violence." ”

"Some people just don't remember to eat, and they have to break this mouth full of teeth to regret it." Wang Heng's voice became colder and colder, and when he said the last word, he was already chilling to the bone.

Orange looks wary.

On the pre-dawn alley, several strange-shaped animals appeared.

Wang Heng frowned and looked at the orange: "Have you seen it?" ”

Orange looked at it closely, then shook his head: "No." ”

After a pause, he continued, "The appearance of such an obvious magical creation without warning in the enchantment is very strange in itself. ”

Wang Heng was silent for a moment: "Although it may be a bit rude to say this... Is the barrier in Misaki really still functioning? ”

"That's when..." Orange replied as a matter of course, but was suffocated in the middle of the sentence.

Wang Heng himself didn't do anything special to hide when he entered Misaki City, but the Cangqi family, as the manager of the spiritual land, did not receive a warning of the invasion of the strange magician, and only received the news after Wang Yu came to the door to stir up trouble.

If Wang Heng's entry can be explained by omission, when he arrives at Wang Yu, it can already be determined that there is a problem, coupled with the strange demonic beasts that have appeared now, the spiritual land enchantment in Misaki City is already useless.

The orange has a solemn complexion.

Wang Heng just reminded him, and he didn't intend to continue, and when he turned his right hand, he was already holding a long knife.

The five demonic beasts let out a piercing roar and pounced on Wang Heng at the same time, their movements were neat and uniform, and the synchronization rate was amazing.

Wang Heng's eyes flickered, and he stepped under his feet, passing through the gap between the two demonic beasts, and the long knife gently slashed through the belly of one of them like a willow.

Then he turned around, and the light of the knife swam like silk, jumping between the heads of the other four like needles.

Wang Heng let go of his right hand, the long knife disappeared, and said softly: "Bull head." ”

The tall bull's head shows its shape.

"Hold it."

The four demonic beasts froze for a moment before they fell to the ground, leaving only the demonic beast that Wang Heng had stabbed in the abdomen and roared violently.

"Yes." The bull's head urn echoed angrily, and then

stepped forward and lifted up the demonic beast that was still struggling, pressed one hand on its mouth to block the miserable howl, and then turned around and carefully showed Wang Heng its various features.

Wang Heng blinked, then glanced up and down at the demonic beast.