Chapter 120: Wang Yi'an's Dissatisfaction
After returning to his room, Li Mingyao looked at Mingxue Takema, who was dizzy as if he was drunk, and felt a little difficult.
"I don't know when the effect of this hypnotism will pass..."Li Mingyao stretched out his finger and poked Takema Mingxue's little head, but in exchange for Takenama Mingxue tightly hugged Li Mingyao's arm.
"Ah, it's so cute..."Li Mingyao swallowed, although he knew that Takema Mingxue might die a miserable death after he woke up, he still couldn't control himself.
So he slowly stretched out his hand, his fingers staring at him as if the eyes of the whole world were focused on it.
Excited hearts, trembling hands.
"Hmm-"
Akiyuki Takema groaned.
He did it, and he finally did it!
Li Mingyao's fingers pinching Mingxue's somewhat fleshy little face in Takema were slightly forced, and the slightly hot temperature encouraged Li Mingyao's heart, but this did not prevent him from continuing to prank.
"Sure enough, it's a bit like a piggy."
Li Mingyao muttered to himself, accidentally saying what was in his heart.
"Boy, don't feed it, don't feed it, feed it again." The voice of detached banter sounded, and Li Mingyao's old face turned red, and he hurriedly withdrew his guilty hand.
Li Mingyao smiled and hurriedly changed the topic: "I haven't seen you speak in the past few days, why did you suddenly come to me today." ”
"I'll show you something good." Li Luo showed a smile that he thought was mysterious and charming, and urged with a smile, "You enter the meditation first, and you will understand for yourself." ”
"Meditation?"
Li Mingyao raised his eyebrows, and a surprise flashed in his eyes.
Previously, due to the depletion of his magic power, he couldn't meditate at all, but now that he heard this long-lost word again, Li Mingyao couldn't help but be a little excited.
Picking off the Mingxue from Bamboo that was still sticking to his body and placing it, Li Mingyao sat down cross-legged directly on the spot and entered a state of meditation.
Soon, when Li Mingyao opened his eyes again, he had already entered his own spiritual world.
Unlike the vertigo that was forcibly brought in by Lilu last time, this time Li Mingyao's mental state is much more stable.
Li Mingyao noticed the changes in his mental time at a glance.
The long river of magic that had been dried up reappeared, although it was now more like a stream than before, but the speed of recovery had already surprised Li Mingyao.
And those cracks that spread almost all over the sky were also repaired one by one, and the Elemental Gate and the Arcane Gate also regained their color.
"So, I can use magic now?"
Li Mingyao floated in front of the thunder method, caressed the method made of unknown materials, and asked.
"Hmm... If you use magic, it is probably still a little difficult, but there is no problem with simply releasing magic power. "But it's better not to use it, the river of magic will be much slower to recover if it dries up again, and with this wisp of magic as a source, your magic river should soon grow to the level it used to be." ”
Li Mingyao nodded: "Thank you, departed." ”
"Well, I don't want to admit it, but you should say thank you to that stone."
Li Luo pointed to the depths of Li Mingyao's spiritual world: "The main reason why this long river of magic can recover so quickly is because it has contributed a lot of soul power, otherwise this first ray of magic power will appear, and you will have to wait for at least another two weeks." ”
"Abyss Magic Stone?" Li Mingyao looked in the direction of Liluo's finger, "There is a feeling that the slaughterer looks at the pigs who are disliked and not fat enough." ”
"Poof, that's an accurate metaphor."
Liluo couldn't help laughing, and it could be seen that Li Mingyao's rapid recovery this time made him very surprised.
"Okay, there's nothing to do with you here." Lilu waved his hand, "This time I called you over just to let you see your truest state now, so as not to do anything stupid that you can't do again." ”
It seems that Lilu is still haunted by the fact that Li Mingyao was in danger last night in order to save Mingxue Takema.
"Don't worry, I still know how many pounds and taels I have." Li Mingyao's heart warmed and he smiled.
"Hmph, that's a nice thing to say." Lilu rolled his eyes and said angrily.
Then with a wave of his hand, he directly drove Li Mingyao out of the spiritual world.
"Hold the grass, who is the master of my spiritual world!" Li Mingyao, who was driven out, looked blinded.
As the master of his own spiritual world, he was summoned and left as soon as he was detached, how can there be such a reason?
However, when the alarm clock set at 3:50 on the table rang, Li Mingyao reacted, and he was reminding himself that he had to practice early today.
"Smack!"
Li Mingyao stretched out his hand and pressed it several times, but the alarm clock still kept ringing, seeing that Mingxue Takema was about to be woken up by the alarm clock, Li Mingyao, who was angry, directly picked up the alarm clock that had been with him for several days and threw it on the wall.
The world was quiet, and soon there was a cat-like whirring sound from Mingxue Takema on the bed, and Li Mingyao couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Creeping out of the room and gently closing the door, Li Mingyao looked at Mingxue's sleeping face in Takema, revealing the last smile of the day.
"Lift an extra hour today, and you can't eat until you have time."
I don't know if it's because Li Mingyao has been running around with Liu Qingqing and them in the past two days, or because he brought back a beautiful girl last night that stimulated Wang Yi'an's seniors, and today's Wang Yi'an is extraordinarily strict.
"I've already explained to Liu Qingqing, if you go back to her after you finish practicing, you don't need to bring you food."
Wang Yi'an said again, directly cutting off Li Mingyao's thoughts.
Looking at the iron sword, which was much thicker than before, Li Mingyao's face was bitter.
Not to mention the weight of the sword itself, the continuous stacking of these few days alone was enough to make Li Mingyao uncomfortable.
But the master's fate is difficult to disobey, especially in the face of a master who can shoot himself to death at will, Li Mingyao decided that it would be better to give up arguing and honestly enjoy the fun of raising a sword.
Leveling the iron sword, Li Mingyao stood under the plane tree that was heavy and overgrown with plane leaves, and slowly closed his eyes.
I don't know how long it has been, Li Mingyao only felt that his wrist sank, and the iron sword, which was already weighing thirty pounds, suddenly became heavier.
"You feel lucky?"
Just when Li Mingyao completely let go of his mind and focused all his attention on the iron sword, Wang Yi'an, who was standing on the side, suddenly spoke.
"It's not Akiyuki Takema who fell into the trap, and the two of you are also safe and sound, aren't you very lucky?"
Wang Yi'an continued to ask, although Li Mingyao's eyes were closed, he could feel Wang Yi'an's eyes leave whip marks on him like a whip.
"Do you know that although the two of you came back alive, another one died at the hands of Li Ke?"
"He saw it all?!"
Li Mingyao panicked, and the iron sword almost fell to the ground with a shake of his wrist, but Wang Yi'an stretched out his crutches in time to resist Li Mingyao's wrist.
"While it's nice to have escaped death, both of you have bought your lives for the death of the other, and even if you don't know each other, at least show a little grief with respect for the deceased."
"I..." Li Mingyao subconsciously wanted to speak, but there was a sudden pain in his mouth.
"Did I let you speak?" Wang Yi'an asked sharply.
Li Mingyao had to honestly shut his mouth.
"Hold your sword and start over if you drop it."
Wang Yi'an's voice gradually faded away, Li Mingyao closed his eyes and swallowed a mouthful of blood foam, and the iron sword that was originally shaking in his hand also stabilized.