A spell used by Zhou Yang to collect the essence and energy of the whole body.

This is what he learned in his previous life, and now he has begun to explore the power of the one-horned demon to support the spells he learned in his previous life.

Generally speaking, the basic power supported by the spells of each different school is different, and the mana cultivated by their own school is required as the basic power.

But the unicorn is obviously extremely compatible.

The spells from his past life that he tried to use were all unwielding them intact, and they seemed to be even more powerful.

This kind of smoothness and power made Zhou Yang somewhat addicted.

Without any cultivation or hardship, he can ascend to the sky in one step, which is a great thing that many people dream of, but it fell on his head.

Could it be because he was too hard in his previous life and ended too badly, so the attached reborn golden finger, no, is it a reborn golden thigh?

Apparently impossible!

Zhou Yang's experience in his previous life clearly told him that there is no good thing in the world that falls from the sky.

Therefore, he has been constantly warning himself in his heart that the power of the one-horned demon is not his own power after all, and he must not rely only on this flying horizontal force.

You must learn, you must strengthen, and you must have the power that truly belongs to you!

It's just that he was reborn until now, and he can't afford any space to cultivate, and he can only borrow the power of the one-horned demon for the time being.

The shielding method driven by the one-horned demon had an excellent effect, and even with the accurate guidance of the female secretary, it took the bald old man a long time to discover Zhou Yang's existence.

In this process, Zhou Yang didn't move, standing honestly in place, letting the bald old man find him.

The bald old man squinted at Zhou Yang, suddenly raised his hand and pointed at him, shouting, "Catch him!" ”

The voice immediately broke the peace of the Kremlin.

Originally, although there were people coming and going, everyone was quite silent, except for the footsteps of each other, there was only a shallow half-sentence conversation.

Now, this thunderous voice suddenly sounded, and the effect was really good.

Half of his eyes were focused on the balding old man, and half of his eyes were in the direction of his finger pointing forward.

Then, the people who looked in this direction were all at a loss.

In particular, the guards, who were the only ones who were tasked with the task of guarding, swept their eyes in the direction pointed by the bald old man, swept over, swept back, swept over.

With each scan, the confusion in my eyes deepened.

They didn't have the personal guidance of the female secretary, so they couldn't find Zhou Yang standing there at all, so naturally it was impossible to act immediately according to the instructions.

"What's your name?" Zhou Yang suddenly asked.

There were so many people, only the female secretary could hear them.

Zhou Yang did not move and did not escape, which was already greatly unexpected by the female secretary, and now she suddenly asked a question, which really scared her.

She couldn't help but wonder in her heart.

Why doesn't this plot development come logically!

This guy seems to have a plan to sneak into the Kremlin through a spell, and it was suddenly exposed, shouldn't he immediately slip away? Why did Mao stand there so calmly?

"Catch him, are you blind, that young boy standing there!" The balding old man expressed his displeasure with the slow reaction of the guards.

So the guards brushed their eyes more diligently, and they became more dazed.

In a place like the Kremlin, there are not many people who can be called young boys, but the tragedy is that the position that the old man is pointing to now, in their opinion, is not a young man, and the youngest one is also forty years away, holding a briefcase, looking frightened and overwhelmed.

Zhou Yang stared at the female secretary, smiled and asked again, "What's your name?" Don't say? It doesn't matter, I'll know! ”

With that, he finally took a step.

However, instead of taking advantage of the fact that not many people who could notice him until now still walked out of the door, he walked towards the female secretary.

The female secretary looked a little nervous, and subconsciously reached out into the briefcase she was carrying.

Inside the briefcase was a small portable staff with ten contingency spells stored in advance, which was perfectly suitable for such a situation.

But she reached into her briefcase, and instead of touching the wand, she did touch a hand, with thick joints and delicate skin.

The hand of a man who hasn't done heavy work!

Why is there a man's hand in her briefcase!

The female secretary hurriedly withdrew her hand as if she had been electrocuted.

But when I shrunk, it didn't work! Shrink again, still no success!

The man's hand, firmly grasping her hand, had no intention of letting go!

She subconsciously raised her eyes to ask for help.

But when she raised her eyes, she found that Zhou Yang was already standing in front of her!

It was so close that the face almost touched her face.

The female secretary was shocked and subconsciously wanted to retreat, but she found that she couldn't even retreat, her whole body was so soft that she didn't obey the call, and she could only watch Zhou Yang raise her hand and grab her collar.

What does he want to do?

The female secretary looked at Zhou Yang's cold and unfluctuating eyes, and suddenly understood the other party's intentions.

But it was useless to understand, she couldn't react even the slightest, let alone resist.

There was a long snort.

The female secretary's clothes, jacket and shirt were all ripped off from the front, and the buttons of the clothes were crumbling all over the sky.

The shiny snow-white skin is immediately exposed to everyone's eyes.

At this time, most people were looking at them because of the bald old man's movements, and after Zhou Yang's actions, all eyes fell on the female secretary.

At the same time, what was exposed to the eyes was a tattoo of the female secretary on her right shoulder.

It was a huge oak tree, with its foliage flourishing like a canopy.

Between the gaps in the leaves, golden light fell, dotted with stars, like a torrential rain, painted into a Russian name.

"Anna. Jones! Zhou Yang slowly pronounced the name and nodded slightly, "Green Clover Oak Monk? ”

The Oak Monks are a long-established British wizarding organization, founded when the Lionheart launched his expedition, and have been passed down for many years, and its wizarding members are divided into ranks and permissions by the color and number of leaves.

The coat of arms of the Oak Friars was tattooed on the shoulders of the female secretary to prove her origin, and the leaves and branches in the coat of arms indicated her rank.

But it's not something anyone can see at a glance.

Only those who are extremely familiar with this pattern of heraldic writing can call out her name and class just by heraldry!

However, the young wizard in Asia in front of her was so young that she hadn't even heard of such a person! How can you casually tell all the information on the coat of arms?

Zhou Yang didn't wait for the female secretary to speak, and then said another sentence, and when this sentence came out, the female secretary's face turned white, and she shouted: "Don't!" ”