"You're so stupid, I live with Miss, of course I brought my things, you can continue to live in that room, so aren't you also alone?" Xiaoqing said with a grin.

"yes." Mi Luo smiled embarrassedly.

"So Miss...... I want to ask you. Xiaoqing squirmed and said, "Can I sleep with you at night in the future?" ”

Xing Qianyue was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Of course you can, I'm still looking forward to when someone will sleep with me." ”

Mi Luo breathed a sigh of relief and said to Xiaoqing and Xing Qianyue, "Then I'll go pack my things." ”

"What are you packing?" Xiaoqing grabbed her.

"I ...... I'll pack up my things and go, Sister Hua Fan has already said it, she let me live in the small room in his yard. ”

"Milo, why are you going out to live?" Xing Qianyue asked.

"That's it...... Suddenly I wanted to sleep in a room by myself. After speaking, Mi Luo added, "I have already told Sister Hua Fan, and Sister Hua Fan has agreed." ”

"Oh, what about Xiaoqing?" Xing Qianyue turned to Xiaoqing.

"Then you can accompany Miss here first, and I'll go talk to Sister Hua Fan." Miro retired.

"Miss, what are you doing?" Xiaoqing saw Xing Qianyue writing and drawing on a piece of paper, and leaned over to look at it curiously.

"Ah...... I was writing down the exercises I had learned before. Xing Qianyue covered the paper and didn't show it to Xiaoqing.

"Oh, what are you blocking? Anyway, I don't understand, what do you mean? Xiaoqing said unhappily.

"Haha, you go out first, I'll call you when I have something." Xing Qianyue smiled embarrassedly and said.

"Hmph, I'm going to pack my things!" Xiaoqing stomped his feet and left.

Xing Qianyue smiled disapprovingly and continued to lower her head and study the exercises.

The night was coming soon, Xiaoqing had already taken her things to Xing Qianyue's room, and Mi Luo also reported the matter to the flower fan.

The three of them went to Mi Po's place to eat, and then Mi Luo and Xiao Qing waited for Xing Qianyue to go to bed and fall asleep before slowly walking towards their room.

In the room, Mi Luo spread out the book on the table and read it openly, feeling very comfortable.

"Look, how good these exercises are, how subtle, you are so smart, you must be able to learn them as soon as you learn them, do you want to give them a try?" The voice of the last leaf sounded like a ghost, and there was a strong smell of demagogy in the voice.

Mi Luo was unmoved, she sat up straight, and while looking at it word by word seriously, she said, "Don't try, I'll just look, absolutely not try." ”

"Oh, just give it a try, you don't lose anything, do you?"

"How can I not lose anything? I've read your life, and I already know the dangers of using these spells, and if I tried, it would be in vain for you to praise me for my cleverness. ”

The voice was silent.

Mi Luo smiled disappreciatively and continued to read.

Looking at it, she turned to the end of the book, looked back to the front, and the more she looked, the tighter her brows wrinkled: "Why are the exercises recorded in this book different from the exercises you have learned in your life?" ”

"Little girl, you have to know one thing, "The Art of Drainion" is not only a forbidden book, but also a mystery book."

"Xuanshu? What does Xuanshu mean? "Miro is puzzled.

"What is the Book of Xuan, as the name suggests? It's a mystical book. It's subtle in that it can give different spells depending on the owner. ”

"But...... I'd like to see the spells you've learned. Miro threw away the book and stopped reading it.

"What's so nice about those spells I've learned? You see, this spell is so beautiful, it is the most suitable for a little girl to learn. As the voice spoke, the book that was thrown on the table by Mi Luo began to automatically turn the pages of the book, stopping at a page of "dazzling fireworks".

"I don't look at it, I think the spells you learned are good!" Mi Luo thumped his legs and left a heart in his heart: he was able to turn the pages of a book with one consciousness, does this mean that he can use telekinesis?

"Oh, little girl, don't think about it, this page turning, but it has nothing to do with my mind, I am attached to the book, almost integrated with the book, of course I can make the pages of the book." The voice explained with a smile.

Listening to this explanation, Mi Luo jumped up from the bench, very alert and bored: "Can you stop peeking into my heart at will?" ”

The voice was also quite helpless: "I can't help it, it's not what I want to see, it's that our hearts are already connected, what you think, I can know immediately, it's not what I think." ”

"Heart-to-heart? So why do you know what I think and I don't know yours? ”

"This ...... I don't know, but we made such a connection because of "The Art of Drain", you go and ask this book. ”

"I'm just asking this book, didn't you say that you're almost one with "The Art of Drain"? Isn't asking you the equivalent of asking a book? ”

The voice was amused by Mi Luo again, but this time it was a helpless smile: "I'm just a wisp of consciousness attached to the tree, so I can only turn the pages of the book, but I can't know the idea of the book." ”

"The idea of a book? What else can this book have an idea? "Miro is unbelievable.

"This is a first-class Xuanshu, of course there are ideas." The voice seemed to want to change the subject, saying, "You come to see this exercise, how beautiful it is." ”

"I don't want to look good, I want to see the ones that are as good as the ones you learned." Mi Luo put his hands on his chest and pouted and looked away.

"Hey, you are really my little ancestor, your spells are too lowly now, so you can only look at these simple spells, and when you learn these simple spells and improve your spells, you will naturally be able to see powerful spells."

"Really?"

"Seriously."

"Okay, then I'll see how good it looks." After saying that, Mi Luo said, "But don't worry, I will never use these spells, I think about it, you can learn those without looking at it." ”

Mi Luo waited for a long time, but his voice did not speak again, and Mi Luo had to read the book by himself.

On this page is a decorative spell: Colorful Fireworks.

Milo looked at the description of the spell's effect above: it was beautiful.

"Hey, are you still there? I have something to ask you. ”

"I've always been, what's the matter?"

"Oh~So you just didn't want to pay attention to me just now~"

The voice stopped speaking again.

"Okay, okay, I won't tease you, that, isn't the loss a murderous big devil? How could he have come up with such an exercise? Miro asked.

"Hey, even if it's a big devil, he has a crush on someone." The voice sighed and said.

"Someone you like? Who is his crush? Mi Luo asked excitedly.

"Hmm...... Do you want to know his story? ”

"Nonsense, of course."

"Alright, you learn to use this spell, and I'll tell you."

"Huh? Then I don't want to listen to it. Mi Luo said.

"Oh, you little girl, why are you so stubborn?" The voice sounded a bit like hatred for iron and steel.

"Why do you have to ask me to use spells? What do you want to do? Mi Luo said alarmedly.

"Good, this spell is really good, you just try it, it's not a big deal, really." I don't know why, but to her, the voice was not as real as before, vague, but very ethereal.

"Really?" What frightened Mi Luo even more was that listening to the voice, she actually wanted to give it a try.

"Really, come on, give it a try."

"But if you use it, it will make a lot of noise, right?" Milo struggled to find a reason not to be impulsive.

"What's the big deal, come and see this." As the voice spoke, the pages began to turn, and they turned to a record of an exercise called Hundred Steps Shuttle.

"This spell can teleport you thousands of miles away, where you can use 'Colorful Fireworks'."

"Oh......" Mi Luo Mumu agreed, and then looked at the book and tried to use the "Hundred Steps Shuttle." ”

Mi Luo was reluctant to do such a thing, but he could only watch as he successfully cast his spell.

Then, with a slight feeling of dizziness and a whirlwind of the world, Mi Luo found that everything around him was rapidly receding.

She wanted to ask what the voice was, but she couldn't, because her body was out of her control.

She came to a large lake.

The lake is surrounded by a ring of forest.

The lake is big, the surface of the lake is calm and the water is clear.

A crescent moon in the sky is reflected in the lake.

Mira looked at his body and found a large rock, then put the book on the stone and learned according to the contents of the book.

Finally, Miro stretched out her finger to the sky, and brilliant light burst out from her fingertips and bloomed in the sky.

Colorful light blooms in the sky, then falls downward, and when it falls into the air, it blooms into a small flower, and then disappears.

Because it was a dark sky, the light was more beautiful and dazzling, more dazzling, and more shocking.

In the midst of this beautiful curtain, the voice sounded again.

He's starting to tell the story of churn.

"Lost is not a demon, he came out of the sea of knots where the gods were born. However, due to being too profligate and unruly, public opinion among the gods and immortals in the heavenly realm gave him great pressure, and under this pressure, he left the heavenly realm and went to the mortal world.

"He became a ranger in the mortal world, and traveled all over the world. But for some reason, someone began to hunt him down. That day, he was wounded by the group of men who were chasing him, and he broke into a room casually while fleeing for his life.

There was a poorly dressed little girl in the room, about a teenager, who was frightened when she saw him, and she was terrified when he put a knife on her neck and threatened her not to speak.

"But, when the group retreated, and the loss relaxed and passed out, she still took care of him slowly, wiped his face, and placed him on the floor without moving him......

The next day, when he woke up, he was alone in the room, covered with a thin patched quilt.

There were no windows in this room, so he had to push the door open a crack to observe the situation outside.