"My lord, you can eat whatever you want."

Song Zhe just wanted to taste it, but his main purpose was not to eat.

"That's enough for me, you feel free."

Next, under the horrified eyes of everyone, the white dragon wiped out hundreds of catties of beef and mutton in the entire stall.

With so much meat going down, it wasn't enough to even stuff her teeth, so she set her sights on the other stalls.

So, there was a strange scene at the night market tonight.

A group of people didn't eat, they just followed behind Bai Long, watching her sweep one stall after another, and at the same time, some people began to bet on how much Bai Long could eat at most.

The people who initially gambled on ten stalls have now regretted it, but the speed and amount of Bailong eating is too scary, and the average is twenty minutes to finish.

Every stall selected by Bailong, the stall owner will "show" a smile, take out all the ingredients very interestingly, and then intimately calculate the total value, and even have a discount.

And those stall owners who didn't attract the white dragon beat their chests and feet, hoping that their own food would be better at this time.

In fact, for the delicacies of all ethnic groups, except for those foods that taste strange and can only be accepted by a few creatures, the rest of the white dragons want to eat them.

However, the night market is really very large, and even if she is a dragon, she can't eat it.

By the time Bailong finished eating the twenty-third stall, it was already early, and most of the stall owners had begun to close their stalls. The half-full white dragon will obviously not be very satisfied.

At this time, she missed the appearance of being a dragon very much.

With that big mouth that can swallow her life, she has already solved all the stalls one by one.

"Let's go, if you want to eat, you'll come back tomorrow." Song Zhe couldn't help but leave first.

He and Bailong didn't need much rest, but these stall owners and students couldn't bear it. Tomorrow they still have new knowledge to learn, and without a good spirit, it will not work.

On the way back, Bailong "licked" his lips with his tongue from time to time, still savoring. It's just that her appearance is too charming.

If those young and ignorant young men see Bailong's appearance at this time, it is estimated that they will not want to sleep well tonight, and when they get up again tomorrow, it is estimated that they will collectively change their underwear.

The days are quite plain and comfortable.

Song Zhe has been living very comfortably in the Academy of Magic these days.

When he has nothing to do, he wanders around with the white dragon, and sometimes enters the academy's library, which lists most of the materials on the continent, as well as various magical records.

Song Zhe spent half a month to become a great magician, and he is working hard towards the great magician.

Because he has a good foundation of spiritual power, as well as elemental affinity, before the Sanctuary, magic did not have any bottlenecks for him.

He also studied the Dou Qi here and found that it was different from the things in the Dou Qi Continent.

To be honest, the Dou Qi Gong method in the Dou Qi Continent is very similar to the internal strength and cultivation exercises, but the way of gaining strength is different.

However, what is needed for the generation of fighting spirit here is the polishing of the body, and at the same time, it is necessary to stimulate the potential of the body in a special way, so that the body can burst out with great strength.

Some of them are quick, and at the same time, the damage to the body is also extremely serious.

The average legendary mage has a natural lifespan of three hundred years, while a legendary warrior only has half the lifespan of a legendary mage.

At any time, the body is the capital of the revolution.

Song Zhe thought that the fighting spirit here was undesirable, and he also understood why the high elves did not carry forward the fighting spirit that was accidentally discovered.

Once they deduced their Dou Qi to the level of the Sanctuary, the price required was too great, and it was estimated that there were not many creatures who could withstand that kind of pain.

Even a dragon can't take it.

Song Zhe tried to rely on his knowledge to deduce according to the inherent route, only to find that even if he could cultivate the Dou Qi here to the Holy Domain, his lifespan would come to an end.

"It's sad, but it's perfect for raising the dead."

Before the mage entered the legend, his body was very weak, an ordinary adult, holding a steel knife in his hand, if the mage did not have a defensive spell on his body, he was very likely to be killed by an ordinary person!

That's why magicians wear robes.

The robes issued by the Magicians' Guild are not only a status symbol, but also have a more important meaning to protect the lives of magicians. As the level of the mage increases, the material of the robe is also enhanced, and the defensive formation depicted on it also becomes stronger.

This was done to prevent the mage from being assassinated.

At this point, the High Elves do not have these concerns.

Their magical talent is unique, and their physical strength is comparable to that of dragons, only a little worse than that of Titans.

This is also the reason why they finally defeated the dragons and titans and became the masters of the continent.

Just as Song Zhe was thinking, a head came out from behind the door.

"My lord, Legendary Mage No. 7 has given a lecture, would you like to listen to it?" Because of Bai Long's special status, although she can freely enter and exit any part of the academy, this place is not open to her.

Song Zhe put down the book in his hand and flicked his robe.

To be honest, this silver "colored" robe for legendary mages looks good, and this material is said to be woven with the "hair" of the legendary monster Silver Moon Rabbit.

The Silver Moon Rabbit is a hybrid magical beast cultivated by humans. The adult Silver Moon Rabbit is a legendary-level magical beast, but its actual combat ability is stronger than that of the average Grand Magister.

The Silver Moon Rabbit is docile and has to change its "hair" once a year, so humans obtain "hair" hair by raising Silver Moon Rabbits, so as to weave the robe of the legendary mage.

At present, there are a total of eighteen silver moon rabbits in human hands, and the annual output of magic robes is only five.

Song Zhe loves this robe very much, it is very comfortable to wear, and it also has a faint fragrance, which can refresh the mind.

As for the defensive effect of the robe itself, it is not as high as his own defensive ability.

"Legendary Mage No. 7 is giving a lecture today? Well, you should listen to it, by the way, what's his name? ”

Bai Long smiled slyly, "That is one of the best beauties, it is said that she is only thirty-six years old this year, and she became a legend half a year ago. Known as the most outstanding genius of mankind, he has the hope of hitting the Sanctuary at his peak. My lord, she hasn't been married yet! Although our dragon clan has a long lifespan, once humans enter the holy realm, their lifespan is not necessarily much less than ours, so the adults work hard to bring her under their command, and when they have nothing to do, hehe......"

Song Zhe flicked his fingers, and a strong qi hit the door of the white dragon's head.

The dragon, which is known for its strong body, immediately swollen up a large bag in his head.

"As long as you talk a lot, believe it or not, I will get her here, and then let her torture you every day?"

Bai Long shrunk her neck, she was just joking, the Holy Domain is not so easy to break through, otherwise the Holy Domain in this world would have been flooded long ago.

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