Chapter Ninety-Three: The Origin of the Name of the Warlock
"Since you have all agreed, don't stand on the so-called moral high ground in the future and say who's right and wrong because of this." Jiang Hao suddenly smiled, "I'll just pretend to be serious, don't be so serious, I'm not used to it." ”
The three of them looked at each other and smiled.
"I can't imagine that our Taoist Jiang Hao also jokes, I'm not used to it!" Qi Xiaoming pretended to be a mixed-race beauty with a foreign accent, plus a sissy and an orchid to point out.
Provoked everyone to laugh.
"Curly, let me tell you, I'm not a Taoist, don't be wrong."
"Oh? You know how to spell and slay ghosts, plus that sword that flashes the blind, this is not called a Taoist? Qi Xiaoming glanced upwards with his eyes and said thoughtfully, "Yes, yes, I remember, there is a kind of ancient book called Fangshi, which is similar to a Taoist priest." That's what you're supposed to be? ”
Yu Wenke hurriedly interrupted: "No, Jiang Hao said that he is a Jianghu Warlock. But then again, Warlock, isn't this a character class character from a game abroad? ”
Jiang Hao cleared his throat and said, "Okay, I'll explain it to you." Fangshi, usually refers to the ancient name of knowing medical skills or understanding the art of Kanyu; Taoist priests, usually referring to Taoist people, there are also many Maoshan Taoist priests mentioned in literature, film and television works, they do know a lot of spells, and my master is also half a Taoist person, so I also have a part of the Taoist heritage. ”
"As for why I say that I am a charlatan, it is because all of us are warlocks. The so-called technique, thinking through creation, with the way. The disciples of the Divine Power Master are all capable people who specialize in 'art'. You've seen my junior sister Xiaoyuan, and her specialty is 'spells', which is why her spells can cause so much power. ”
Yu Wenke's eyes widened and he nodded frequently: "It turns out that this warlock is not another warlock!" By the way, why do you still add the word "rivers and lakes"? ”
"You're stupid!" Qi Xiaoming's elbow pushed the white-headed guy hard, "Have you read too many martial arts novels?" People with unique skills have to go to the rivers and lakes, fight a few fights, raise a reputation, and establish a sect. So it's not called a charlatan, is it still called a spellcaster? It's vulgar and stupid! ”
"The bald guy is also a person who likes to break the casserole and ask the end. Curly hair is right, the people of ancient times said that the rivers and lakes are indeed true. However, our teacher training clearly stipulates that we must not kill each other. Jiang Hao lowered his face and smiled, "The so-called rivers and lakes are just places where there are people, and they have the meaning of rivers and lakes." ”
"Your teacher training? That's not right, then didn't you lose your mana by Li Yunfeng's guy in the first place? I'm sure there must have been a good showdown, so isn't it called cannibalism? Qi Xiaoming was full of interest.
Jiang Hao shook his head and said, "It's a pity, I lost a lot of memories, I don't remember." ”
"What a among! The guy surnamed Li is too ruthless, he took away your mana, and he didn't let you remember that paragraph, just because he was afraid of your revenge, right? The curly-haired man clenched his fists, and for some reason, he became more and more disgusted with Li Yunfeng, who he had never met.
Jiang Hao didn't like it, didn't get angry, didn't respond, and an embarrassing atmosphere lingered around him.
"Hey! Bald man, you have a high opinion! Qi Xiaoming changed the subject.
At this time, Yu Wenke's face was sluggish, as if he was distracted.
The curly-haired man pushed hard again: "Eh! Wake up! Don't tell me you're daydreaming. ”
"Huh?" Yu Wenke immediately came back to his senses when he heard the dream word, and said busily, "No, I suddenly heard Jiang Hao mention Xiaoyuan just now, and I thought she was distracted." I wonder if she's okay? Hell is scary, isn't it? Hades found a way to help her get out, didn't he? ”
"If you miss her, go to her." As soon as Qi Xiaoming's voice fell, his mobile phone rang, "Fion? ”
He picked up the phone, deliberately turned on the speakerphone and said, "Honey, miss me again after a few seconds?" Is the engine heating up? ”
"Uh-huh-" There was a strange hum on the other end of the phone, followed by a man's voice, "The woman who wants you back, with 12 million in exchange!" ”