To be honest, although the world of mental images has long been established, the corresponding inherent enchantment has no clue, and it is actually a little vague to say what to base it on.

It's not that it's not nothing.

The spirit of the bull head and horse face opened up a strange space in his mental image world, where fire and cold coexisted, and he himself didn't know how it was constituted, the card that Weina was staying in now was suspended in the middle, the heart disk, and the shadow snake he had caught before.

Wang Heng pondered for a moment and set his eyes on the Spirit Cave.

The perennial continuous cultivation has pushed his true qi cultivation to the scorching realm, and it is not very far from the great scorching heat, and the most intuitive impact is that the size of the bull head and horse face has also increased a lot, and the sleeping red robe in the spiritual acupoint has also begun to accept his true qi, and it is not far from awakening.

In terms of combat power, I'm afraid it's his hole card, but compared with the true qi from his own cultivation and the magic knowledge he learned, there is always a sense of duckweed.

It would be great if you could take this opportunity to get into the grip completely.

Wang Heng knocked on the handrail, and a gossip appeared in his left hand, and as soon as the magic power was spit out, a cluster of flames jumped out.

He flicked his fingers, and the flame spirits danced back and forth in his palms.

After roughly testing his control, the gossip turned again, and a ball of clear water also appeared on his fingertips, and then the wind sounded, and the smart water mass gradually condensed into crystal ice crystals.

With a movement of his fingers, the flames and ice pulsed back and forth between the tips of his fingers, like a circle of red and white circles.

Wang Heng's eyes froze, and through the connection between the magic power, as well as the internal and external communication of the heart plate, the ice and fire between his left hand were distorted for a moment.

The vast sea of fire and boundless cold instantly enveloped everything in front of him.

Heart image, advent!

Sitting opposite Wang Heng, Youzhu's hand, which had already been attracted by the ice and fire beating at his fingertips, moved, and the Jiuyuan Temple immediately darkened, and the boundless night ink soaked inside and outside, except for the sea of fire and ice on Wang Heng's side, the entire Jiuyuan Temple was already dominated by the night.

Wang Heng's face turned slightly pale, withdrew his magic power, and dispersed the ice and fire at his fingertips.

The sea of fire dissipated along with the frost, and the surroundings were as always, without any trace of being destroyed by the frost of the sea of fire, as if nothing had happened.

Just like the ordinary sea of fire and frost just now, it was just a fleeting illusion.

Wang Heng looked at the slightly trembling fingertips and was stunned, and his eyes were a little excited and a little dazed.

Youzhu's eyes condensed slightly: "What is this?" ”

Wang Heng came back to his senses and turned his head to look at Youzhu: "What? ”

Youzhu waved his hand to disperse the darkness in the Jiuyuan Temple, staring at Wang Heng's eyes: "I said, what was that just now?" ”

Wang Heng slowly exhaled: "An attempt, I asked you before." ”

Youzhu was stunned: "Asked me?" ”

He lowered his head and thought for a moment, then shook his head slightly: "I don't remember." ”

Wang Heng smiled lightly: "The concept is extracted." Ice and fire are actually difficult to say as concrete substances, but they can be manifested with the help of changes in other substances, and I just want to try to separate these two phenomena separately. ”

Youzhu tilted his head: "That's magic and not magic, magic doesn't come out of nothing." ”

Wang Heng nodded with some regret: "That's true, so I failed, it's just an illusion." ”

Youzhu nodded, and his tone was not good: "I probably understand the reason, so please explain the reason why you are doing this in the living room." ”

Wang Heng sat up straight and smiled: "I just suddenly had an idea, I didn't expect it to succeed." ”

Youzhu said "hehe" twice without smiling: "What if it succeeds?" Are you going to burn my house on fire? ”

Wang Heng coughed lightly: "I'm very sorry, but that kind of thing won't happen, it's just a flame, and it will be extinguished soon." ”

Youzhu stared at him coldly.

Wang Heng hung his head: "I'm very sorry!" ”

Youzhu snorted.

Wang Heng raised his head cautiously: "Cake, two kinds." ”

Youzhu's face was slightly cold: "Do you think two kinds of cakes can make me forgive you?" ”

The corners of Wang Heng's eyes twitched.

Youzhu added: "At least four. ”

"That's too ......," Wang Heng retorted.

"Too much" couldn't be said, and was cut off in his mouth by the cold eyes of Youzhudi.

With a long sigh, he was stunned: "Got it, four kinds." ”

Youzhu retracted her gaze and picked up the book again.

The corners of his mouth curled imperceptibly.

Wang Heng smiled bitterly and began to think about where to go.

Of course, the four types of cakes cannot be found randomly and perfunctory, and they need to be quite textured or delicately shaped to be satisfied.

In fact, Youzhu didn't have this level of hobby before, although she liked afternoon tea and desserts, but in fact, most of her energy was focused on the learning and exploration of magic, and her preferences for these were "just that".

But after Wang Heng came, it was inevitable that there would be friction with Youzhu, and in Wang Heng's several gifts of apology, it was found that the most popular thing for Youzhu was actually desserts.

The results were immediate.

So I couldn't help but use it a few more times, and then it became the rule.

In view of Youzhu's increasingly discerning taste and the requirements of new varieties, Wang Heng's choice is not so loose.

Closing the book that he had just taken out and hadn't read a few pages, rubbing his temples, Wang Heng yawned: "I'll go to sleep first." ”

Youzhu let out an "um" and didn't look up.

Wang Heng picked up his schoolbag and walked out of the room, and after the door was closed, he stood quietly and smiled lightly.

Subconsciously popped out two grains of ice and fire, looked at it for a second, and then shook the gossip in his palm.

His attempt was actually half successful, and the concept of Youzhu was not a lie, but it was only a change in the first half, and the ice and fire hell in the mental image did come for a moment, but it failed to break the separation between reality and the mental image.

But it's a leap forward.

At least before the "erosion", Wang Heng's path to the inherent enchantment was no longer hindered!

"Wella......" Wang Heng clenched his palms, his eyes ethereal.

……

“…… A dim sum shop? Mu Nomi took a bite of the rice ball in her mouth and said a little vaguely, "Isn't there one in front of the station?" I've heard that the evaluation is pretty good. ”

Irimaru glared at him, "Swallow the rice balls for me before talking." ”

Mu Nomi rolled her eyes, chewed hard, and swallowed it heavily.

always felt that he would choke to death, Wang Heng pushed the juice in front of him and turned the chopsticks in his hand: "It's really good, but I've been there and want to ask if there is a new store." ”

Kite Maru thought for a moment: "Pa Fei Mi Honey House? ”

Mu Nomi swallowed the juice and looked a little puzzled: "What is that?" ”

Wang Heng shook his head: "A dim sum shop, it's just the kind with a high price, but I've also been there, are there any other stores?" ”

In fact, it is quite a professional shop, and many banquets and desserts in high-end hotels in the city will be ordered from there.

It's not surprising that Imaru knows, that shop didn't make a living by selling dim sum in the first place, but rather selling fame, word of mouth in a well-off family, and even door-to-door service.

However, Wang Heng has actually been to these stores, even though not all the dim sum has been bought, but most of them have been tasted by Youzhu, even if there are some fish that have slipped through the net, there are no four kinds of fish.

However, Pa Feimi's words can indeed be customized, but it is also difficult for some strong people to come up with four of them so quickly.

Imaru and Mu Nomi frowned: "Even if you say so...... But we don't know that much about sweets. ”

Irimaru raised her eyes: "Speaking of which, do you have such a sweet tooth?" ”

Wang Heng spread his hands: "It's not me, it's just a prop for apology." ”

"Tsk"

Two neat lip smacks.

Wang Heng's forehead jumped: "Hey! ”

Mu Nomi pursed her lips, envious and disdainful: "Anyway, I quarreled with your live-in little girlfriend again, woo wow, it's really pitiful." ”

"I've said it many times, it's not a girlfriend." Wang Heng rolled his eyes.

"It's not that my girlfriend actually lives together, isn't that more hateful?" Irimaru interjected faintly.

Mu Nomi nodded approvingly: "Yes, it is indeed a hateful winner in life." ”

Wang Heng sighed, and flipped through the egg rolls in the lunch box with chopsticks: "I said you, I'm very serious about worrying." ”

Irimaru thought for a moment: "It's really more appropriate to ask girls this kind of question, right?" Most girls don't hate desserts, and they're regular visitors to places like coffee houses, right? ”

Wang Heng sighed: "It's the same." ”

After thinking about it, he shouted: "Aosaki! Available? ”

Aozaki Aoko followed the prestige and said "um" impatiently: "What are you doing?" ”

At noon, it seems to be bread and milk bought at the commissary.

Looking at the face and awe-inspiring expression that seemed to be angry all the time, Wang Heng suddenly felt that it was a bit presumptuous to be so sudden, which could be seen from the admiring eyes of Mu Nomi and Kitamaru.

However, the women he is familiar with are actually Yukino-sensei, except for Aoko.

The state of life in the latter's room really didn't allow him to associate dessert with it.

But since I've already spoken, let's say hello, anyway, Qingzi doesn't eat people, compared to her sister Orange, who is a magician, she is also an ordinary girl who is too serious.

After settling down, Wang Heng asked, "Do you know any dessert shops?" ”

"Huh?" Aoko had a puzzled look on her face.

This is not surprising, in Aoko Aosaki's life so far, she has never met a peer who treats her as a normal girl.

"I said, do you know any delicious dessert shops?" Wang Heng calmed down.

Qingzi stood up, walked in a bad mood, and walked in front of the trio in a blink of an eye, and slapped it on the table with a "bang": "You say, what? ”

Wang Heng picked up his lunch box in time, but Mu Mumii was still in a daze, and the rice ball was shocked and jumped out, and fell to the table under the gaze of several people.

Wang Heng put down the lunch box and said in a voice that was enough for the whole class to hear: "I said, accompany me to the delicious dessert shop." ”