Chapter Seventy-One: The First Arrival
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Chapter Seventy-One: The First Arrival
"Who am I? You don't need to know, I didn't expect you to wake up so early. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ infoβ
Riddle curled his lips, "Do you know who I am?" β
"Who are you?" The voice echoing in the space sneered, "Voldemort." β
"Oh~ so you know. I am well known to you in the wizarding world, and the servants through whom you have asked me many questions about magic, and it seems that you are hungry for power, right, young man, I see that you have a lot of potential, and that you can gain an endless amount of magical knowledge by becoming my Death Eater. β
Voldemort said as he took a closer look at the space to see if there was a chance to break through.
"You've talked enough nonsense, Voldemort, I think you're just a mentally unsound fool."
Hearing this, Voldemort felt his entire soul tremble with anger, and the wand in his hand emitted a miserable green light, but it was useless, and it could not cause any fluctuations in the gray mist outside the space.
A wisp of black flame transformed into a fiery snake in the space, quickly entangled him.
"Ahh Voldemort screamed, "Boom! You're using a lot of fire! β
"A Horcrux dares to tempt me, I don't know if I live or die!"
The black fiery serpent suddenly turned into a giant Kemera, quickly burning Voldemort and his Horcrux diary to the ground.
Powerful fire, the venom of the basilisk is the only substance that can destroy the Horcruxes, and Wang Yong naturally did not dare to use Voldemort's Horcrux diary without permission before mastering the fierce fire.
Wang Yong entered the space.
At this time, Peter woke up, and he found that there was no trace of the so-called Voldemort in the space at all, but only Wang Yong, a young man, who obviously understood something.
He crawled at Wang Yong's feet and wanted to kiss his shoes: "Master, my master, Peter is absolutely loyal to you, how wise and powerful you are, even the Dark Lord ......"
Wang Yong said coldly: "Don't I know those little actions you made in the diary? If you want to send a message to Voldemort, you can! β
Peter desperately kowtowed on the ground: "Master! Master! It's me who was confused for a moment. β
"I think you'd better be a rat again."
A pink light flashed, and a mouse appeared in the space, and Wang Yong locked Peter in the cage again.
Now Peter Pettigrew has lost his usefulness and may be able to use him for personal favors.
Wang Yong pondered.
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Wang Yong stayed in the original world for a few more days, everything was as usual, and finally he entered the third world.
There is no hint this time, everything needs to be explored by itself, on the one hand, maybe Wang Yong has passed the novice period, but on the other hand, Wang Yong also finds it quite interesting.
It was December, and there was a vast layer of snow between the heavens and the earth, and although it was only about five or six o'clock in the morning, the heavens and the earth were brightly colored by the snow.
Wang Yong walked on the snow, creaking and crunching. Fortunately, when he came, the world was almost this season, and he wore a lot of clothes, so he didn't feel very cold.
He looked at the world around him, this was undoubtedly China in another time and space, like a third-tier city, and he didn't know what year it was.
He walked along the path, watching as he went, and unconsciously came to a secluded park.
The park is quiet, there is no one and only a few sparrows chirp in the snowy treetops.
Wang Yong wandered into a dense pine forest and found that there were figures swaying in it.
He walked over, and a woman in a white tracksuit, white running shoes, and a crisp ponytail was boxing.
The woman looked like she was in her twenties, her movements were slow, and she seemed to be playing Tai Chi. After a while, Wang Yong found that a boy from high school or so also came over to watch the woman boxing, and the two did not talk to each other, just stood quietly and watched.
Wang Yong found that the woman's eyes were always focused on her moving fingers.
She always stretched out her hand slowly, and then grabbed her five fingers like a crosshair, and then quickly withdrew it.
The woman was boxing, and her body was constantly walking in circles, and her steps were always rubbing the ground and wading out, as if she was walking in muddy water.
The woman's posture is not beautiful, but between the movements of the one out and the other, the whole body is rubbing, and the strength is everywhere, so that Wang Yong has an urge to follow the practice of boxing.
Wang Yong was fascinated by it, and he didn't know how long it had been. The woman suddenly stopped moving, raised her hands to her eyebrows, then slowly pressed down to her abdomen, and gently stepped on the ground with her left foot, exhaling a long breath.
Wang Yong clearly saw that a long line of white gas shot straight out of the woman's mouth, like an air arrow that suddenly shot out.
Seeing this scene, Wang Yong basically knew what kind of world he had come to, and he was still very excited.
The woman walked over, glanced at the two of them with a little surprise, smiled slightly, and nodded, which was regarded as a greeting. Then he walked out of the pine and bamboo forest and walked to the other end.
Wang Yong stood next to him for a while, and suddenly patted the shoulder of the young man next to him: "Are you called Wang Chao?" β
"Ah, yes." He replied after a moment's pause.
Wang Yong nodded. Now he can be sure that he has come to the world of Dragon and Serpent Romance.
"How do you know my name?"
"Of course I know your name." Wang Yong smiled, waved his hand, and disappeared into the pine forest, leaving the young man in the pine forest for a long time.
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Although this may be China in another time and space, but after all, it is not the original world, Wang Yong began to be lawless when he did things, and he used a few spells casually, and he also got a villa not far from Tang Zichen's villa.
Every morning, Wang Yong saw that Tang Zichen would follow after a short period of time as soon as he went, or go ahead of time before dawn just to wait for Tang Zichen to practice her national arts.
There is also a very tacit understanding between him and Wang Chao, and the two come to watch and practice boxing every day, and occasionally chat a few words.
Tang Zichen smiled at the two of them after practicing every day and left.
Wang Chao watched this woman practice boxing for a week, and felt a little familiar, and when the woman was about to leave after practicing boxing, he couldn't help but ask: "Sister, what kind of martial arts are you practicing?" β??
The woman smiled: "I'm playing national arts." β
??β Guoshu ...... "Wang Chao" What is Guoshu? Wang Chao asked.
The woman still smiled: "Martial arts that only kill the enemy and don't perform are called national arts." β
When Wang Chao heard this, he felt more and more powerful, "Sister, can you teach me?" β
When Wang Yong heard this, he hurriedly interjected: "Can you teach me too?" I really want to learn the art of China. β
Tang Zichen looked at Wang Chao, nodded, looked at Wang Yong again, hesitated for a while, and nodded.
Seeing Tang Zichen nodding, a big stone in Wang Yong's heart was finally put down.
"You've been following me for a week, and you're still a little persevering, what's your name?"
"Wang Yong, twenty-two years old, do some business."
"My name is Wang Chao, I am 16 years old and a sophomore in high school. What is my sister's name? β
I didn't expect Wang Chao's mouth to be quite sweet.
?β My name is Tang Zichen. The woman was always smiling.