Man is a very selfish creature. Perhaps, many people have felt this way at one time or another. When everyone thinks something is yours, you acquiesce to the fact that even if it doesn't actually belong to you yet.

Let's talk a little bit more openly. If you are a boy, when many friends in the neighborhood think that a girl likes you, you will subconsciously pay more attention to that girl, and even regard it as your own obstain, once other boys come into contact with her, it will make you feel uncomfortable.

And now Xia Wushuang is developing in this direction. The inquiring questions in his ears not only do not bore a man like him, but they stimulate his possessiveness and turn things that he didn't have into reality step by step.

Two people, a coffee table, a glass of wine.

Xia Wushuang sat quietly on the rooftop, his starry eyes narrowed slightly, and his sharp eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the boundless lead clouds in the sky, and see the blood red behind the clouds.

Zhao Xiaololi obediently lay on the carpet under the coffee table, breathing evenly and falling asleep. A wide coat was intimately draped over her body, revealing only a red little face, and there was a faint mellow fragrance in the delicate breath.

"White Jade Sacred Spring." Xia Wushuang shook the small porcelain bottle in his hand and whispered to himself silently, his eyes becoming sharper and sharper.

This thing is said to be the favorite spring brew of a certain great ghost. However, only Xia Wushuang knew that in addition to the mellow fragrance in the mouth, this thing actually contained a lot of vitality and magic.

If a mortal drinks it, it will be like a miracle medicine, and it is not a dream to cure illness and prolong life and live a long life; If a magician drinks it, it can not only heal the pain, but also refine its own magic, which is not enough to describe its preciousness as valuable.

However, this thing is just a drink that others use to drink after dinner......

"Sure enough, as long as you meditate and enlighten, even if it is in a small wine bottle, will there be a cave?" Xia Wushuang shook the small porcelain vase in his hand, chuckled, and then raised his head to the sky and shouted: "Lao Tzu will definitely become the strongest in the world, and the good things in the world will all be mine!" ”

"Giggles!" Little Lori was awakened by Xia Wushuang's unbridled howl, a child who had just experienced magic enlightenment, was very sensitive to the subtle magic vibrations around her. I saw the little guy lying weakly in his wide coat, rubbing his big sleepy eyes, and after seeing Lao Xia's appearance clearly, he laughed stupidly again.

"Laugh at what you laugh at, go to sleep." Xia Wushuang reached out and scratched the little guy's nose. With the nourishment and washing of the White Jade Holy Spring, Xiao Loli's original pure soul and affinity for magic are even higher than some awakened people who have completed the primary bloodline task.

With such a physique, even if you walk alone in the cold wind, you will not catch a cold so easily.

"......" Little Lori didn't dare to make a sound, just puffed out her watery eyes and stared directly at Xia Wushuang, as if she saw her own whole world.

How could Xia Wushuang not know that what he had done was already like a strong sapling, taking root in the young girl's heart. Perhaps, as long as she waters regularly, the sapling will slowly grow until it becomes her lifelong faith.

Just like the original dean, after his death, countless brothers and sisters collapsed.

"But if you like it, how can you give it up?" Xia Wushuang remembered the old dean's words before parting.

Yes, I know that doing this will bring a shadow to the growth of children, but I just like it, so what can I do.

"Hexie?" Perhaps, Xiaoya is right.

Changing the futon for Zhao Xiaofu, Xia Wushuang took out the heavy basic magic analysis and put it on the coffee table. After a long time, I took out a high-powered magnifying glass, pressed the white paper in front of me, and read it word by word.

Xia Wushuang sat quietly for about half an hour, and in the sky, a cloud of colorful elemental clouds suddenly appeared. The forces of the five different elements collided in the clouds, colliding with each other, bursting into a series of 'sizzling' electric sparks.

"Master Xia, why did you suddenly become so calm?" In the endless sea of soul blood of the elements, No. Seven stood in front of a working rune furnace, looking at the golden dust crystal embedded in the furnace wall, and complained to Xia Wushuang calmly for a long time.

"Realm...... Xiao Qi, people can't always stay at that impulsive age...... "Xia Wushuang is like a scholar with extensive wisdom, full of insights into life word by word.

However, where did No. 7 buy his account, I saw that his eyes were white, so he responded coldly: "If you don't pretend to be forced, we are still good friends." ”

"Alas, life is as lonely as snow, a man like me who is as vast as the stars, but there are unbearable mortals around him." Xia Wushuang grasped the little time left after the last moment, and finished his emotional drama very poorly.

It is said that the show acting skills must be done completely, otherwise the acting skills will definitely regress, judging from Xia Wushuang's more and more 'able to speak' eyes, the ancients did not deceive me.

Syllable! The magic guide book closed instantly, and Xia Wushuang, who had a compassionate appearance just now, suddenly hooked up a very evil sly smile at the corner of his mouth, and even No. 7, who had been wearing a clown face all day, accidentally saw it, and was startled by the insidious arc.

"Ha Lu Ha! Uncle finally made it! Xia Wushuang suddenly looked up to the sky and smiled like a nervous disorder, and suddenly, half of the town that was about to fall asleep echoed with his heartbroken voice.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

As if God couldn't stand it anymore, terrifying thunderbolts burst out from the clouds and smashed into the bastard who disturbed people's dreams.

"Good time!" Xia Wushuang continued to laugh wildly, took out the frantically burning furnace from his soul, and greeted the thunderbolts that fell down.

"What's that?!" In the town, many awakened people noticed the terrifying movement on Xia Wushuang's side. After all, the birth of every artifact will produce an incomparably powerful tide of magical power, and it is simply impossible to hide it from others in the same land.

"It looks like someone is synthesizing an artifact with more than 3,000 psionic points!" Awakened people with a little insight can't help but guess this answer.

"Impossible! Yang Yu mobilized dozens of heavy artillery and failed to kill the white-haired zombie in Raccoon City, where is the golden dust crystal so easy to get! Some people also argued that after all, no one wanted to believe the fact that an awakened person at the same time as himself was about to possess an artifact!

Click! Just as the water god Gonggong was angry and couldn't touch Zhou Mountain back then, Xia Wushuang carried the tripod on his shoulder, and on the top of the huge rune furnace, jumped up from the residential building, and slammed into the multicolored thunderclouds that had been pressing on his head.

Syllable! Everyone's hearts stopped beating with the bang. The oppressive sky was like someone had suddenly poked a hole, and the multicolored clouds were shattered by the burning furnace, and those clouds and mist full of pure magic power also collapsed into a multicolored magic brilliance under this ferocious impact, and all of them were sucked into the rune furnace.

"Perfect!" The rune furnace had already annealed, falling back into Xia Wushuang's soul like a meteor. Seven let out a roar of excitement, and his entire body flew out of the coffin, catching the huge falling furnace with all his might.

However, another artifact, which exuded terrifying coercion, flew out of the furnace beforehand. It frantically absorbed the free elemental magic in the space, and froze itself on the void above Xia Wushuang's head, like a crown crowned for its master, constantly spreading a terrifying and intimidating aura that only a supreme king could have.

Look at the oppressive artifact and feel the surging demon source in it. In the town, all the awakened who stared at the sky gasped at the same time, and shouted in horror:

"Athena's Evil Grail!"