"I'm 8 years old. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info" Hanston replied with a smile and looked at Fang Zhen without hesitation.

"You...... Reading often?" Fang Zhen glanced at a book on the bedside table, which was a continental encyclopedia.

"Yes, you know, I'm too weak to go outside for fear of getting sick. It's boring at home, so I asked my sister to bring the books left by my father to read them, anyway, I'm sitting and waiting for death, so it's better to wait to be fuller. ”

Hanston said as if he didn't care, but Fang Zhen clearly sensed a trace of pain and unwillingness in his eyes.

"You should have heard what I just said, right?"

"Mr. Solomon, neither the Healers' Guild nor the priests of the Temple of Magic have any way to save me, and I appreciate your kindness. Hanston said slowly, but there was no disbelief in his tone, but a hint of desperation.

"Although I said that I had a way, I didn't say that I would be able to cure you now!" Fang Zhen raised his right eyebrow and quipped.

"You mean...... You have a Life Mana Potion. Hanston said, with a roll of his eyes.

"Hanston, you seem to be quite clever enough to guess that your sister will tell me about the life magic potion. The corners of Fang Zhen's mouth hooked up a meaningful smile.

"Mr. Solomon, I know my sister too well, when she came to you, she must have told you all about my physical condition and treatment, right?" Hanston looked at Fang Zhen with some expectation.

Feeling Hanston's gaze, Fang Zhen smiled indifferently and said, "I have a life magic potion, but why should I give it to you?"

The little boy Hanston immediately squinted his eyes and stared at Fang Zhen's face with shining eyes.

After a while, Hanston said, "Presumably my sister sold the hard iron spear for money, and did not buy your potion. Mr. Solomon, I take the liberty of asking, what is the purpose of your coming here? My sister and I are the only two people left in my house, and even if you sell me and my sister, it will not be worth the value of your belt!"

After speaking, Hanston looked at Fang Zhen calmly, as if he was expecting some answer.

"Can you actually see that my belt is not simple?Hanston, it seems that you are not simple either?" Fang Zhen touched the magic light belt and said secretly.

Fang Zhen kept smiling, leaned back in his chair, crossed Erlang's legs, and said slowly: "In the chronicle of the Western Continent, during the founding of the Hasari Empire, the most admirable thing at that time was not the emperor who had reached the extreme of cultivation and had the blessing of the god of war, let alone those generals who could not shine in the emperor's brilliance, but the imperial prime minister who was weak and had no strength to speak-West. This imperial prime minister, everyone knows that he is weak and coughs all the year round, but what is extremely shocking is that he accompanied the then Emperor Hasari for more than 130 years before his death with this weak body. In the books of St. Samikina College, it is not a secret that this is recorded, that is, West's physique is a special physique that naturally drains his vitality, and if it weren't for the constant supply of life magic potions by Emperor Hasari, West might have been drowned in the river of history without even emitting a fluorescent. But that's not the point, the point is that West has a secret that no one else knows. ”

"What secret?" Seeing that Fang Zhen said this without saying anything, Hanston couldn't help but ask anxiously.

Putting down Erlang's legs, Fang Zhen arched his feet, looked directly into Hanston's blue eyes, and continued: "He is actually a pure spiritual magician!"

Hearing this, a look of surprise flashed in Hanston's eyes, and then he lowered his head, not knowing what to think.

"Later, I thought this physique was a bit strange, and then I speculated for a long time before I reluctantly came to a conclusion. That is, people who are born with extremely strong mental power will cause a damage to their own body. If a strong mental power is not supported by magical energy, it will consume the body's life energy. Hanston, O you, unless you are as close to nature as the expelled elves, and the vital energy recovers very quickly. Otherwise, it's just like this. If nothing else, in another half a year, you can only leave your sister in lamentation. ”

After Fang Zhen finally finished speaking, he shook his head as if he pretended to be sorry.

Hanston bowed his head in silence.

But with this very normal action, Fang Zhen could actually feel the air around him, all of which changed with Hanston's mood.

The flames in the lamps dimmed. The potted plants on the table, the leaves are instantly drooping. Even Fang Zhen could truly feel a feeling of despair and loss emanating from Hanston.

"This! This level of spiritual power is so powerful!" Fang Zhen felt a little difficult to breathe, and at the same time, he was shocked that Hanston was only 8 years old, and his mental power was stronger than his own.

Taking a deep breath, Fang Zhen concentrated, blocking Hanston's unconscious spiritual emotion. Then he took out the last bottle of life magic potion from his belt, it was given by Lena, to be honest, Fang Zhen was really a little reluctant to give it away.

"Alright, calm down, Hanston. Fang Zhen comforted Hanston, who was a little out of the mood.

Hanston's breathing gradually stabilized, and although his eyes could not hide his sadness, he seemed to have regained his senses.

That's right, an 8-year-old boy actually has the brilliance of reason, how incredible it is in Fang Zhen's opinion. But it makes sense. Because the stronger the mental power, the more a person can maintain his sanity. Of course, in the face of instinctive desires, reason will also fall, let alone emotion.

"So, Mr. Solomon, what are you here for, do you want to capture me as an undead?" Hanston's face was calm, calm enough to hide his feeble pale face.

"It is the practice of the evil church to deprive children of strong mental power, deprive them of their souls, and then make them puppets and undead, it seems that you have read a lot of books, and you even involve this kind of thing. ”

Fang Zhen felt more and more that this little boy was not simple, nodded appreciatively, and then said: "Don't talk nonsense, I can't cure your illness for the time being, but I can let your body temporarily regain its vitality." In exchange, you will be my assistant in the future. ”

"Assistant, Mr. Solomon, I don't understand. According to the greedy possessiveness of the Terrans, even if you don't need me to be your slave, at least you will make me give my loyalty, right?" Hanston frowned.

"It turns out that you have read "The Nature of the Human Race", and I only read the introduction. It's just that you read too bluntly and don't know that in this world, in addition to cruelty, there is also true love. Everyone's loyalty is his own. It doesn't belong to any one person. If you are willing to accept this condition of mine, I will not restrict your freedom. ”

Hanston didn't answer, just quietly lowered his eyelids in thought.

Fang Zhen took out the last bottle of Life Mana Potion from the Magic Light Belt, opened the lid of the crystal bottle, and sniffed it gently, a rich natural breath permeated out, and the potted plants around seemed to exude vitality.

In the middle of the hour, Hanston looked up.

"I accept!"

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When Hanston appeared in front of Di Ruo with a refreshed spirit, a translucent face, and a happy face, Di Ruo covered his mouth with excitement, tears kept flowing, and finally tremblingly hugged Hanston's thin body, and was silent for a long time.

"Great, brother, it's wonderful!" said Diruo, hugging Hanston, laughing with tears.

"Sister, I won't let you worry anymore in the future. Hanston's thin body hugged Diruo tightly.

And Fang Zhen, who was on the side, was slightly touched when he saw this scene. Fang Zhen was an only son since he was a child, so in the years before he went to Kunlun Mountain to cultivate, he had no brothers and sisters, and his neighbors had no partners, so his personality gradually became withdrawn. But that doesn't mean he doesn't crave this kind of sibling affection. Now seeing the sister-brother friendship between Di Ruo and Hanston stirring up here, he suddenly felt that the world in front of him was warm.

Not to mention Ace, his eyes were filled with tears. Although this 10-year-old boy hunts coldly, he still has a soft heart because he has lived in the simple and kind Zhihuangniao Village for a long time.

Seeing that Di Ruo and Hanston were busy embracing each other and enjoying the fulfillment of this wish, Fang Zhen pulled a chair and looked around their home to himself.

This is a relatively spacious basement that doesn't look damp at all, and it's well ventilated. Perhaps because Di Ruo is half a hunter, there are many green potted plants in the hall, kitchen and bathroom, so the air in the basement is relatively fresh. Although the walls are gray and the furniture is dilapidated, it is still a good place.

At this time, Diruo and Hanston gradually regained their composure. Just when Di Ruo was about to thank Fang Zhen for his great kindness, Hanston took the lead.

I saw Hanston come to Fang Zhen, "Porphyry!" with a sound, kneeling on the ground, and said with a firm look in his eyes: "Mr. Solomon, please let me be your student!"

At this moment, not to mention that Di Ruo and Ace were stunned for an instant, even Fang Zhen was a little surprised.

"You...... Do you mean you want to be my student?" Fang Zhen asked in disbelief.

"Yes, Mr. Solomon. Please take me!" Hanston nodded vigorously, his eyes sincere as he fell to his knees.

"Brother, you ......" Diruo was puzzled and tried to lift Hanston forward, but Ace stopped her. Shaking his head, he signaled that it was best not to step forward to stop him at this time.

Fang Zhen looked at Hanston who was kneeling on the ground, bit his lip, thought for a moment, and asked, "This is a lifelong decision, have you thought about it?"

Straightening up, Hanston still with a determined look in his eyes, nodded vigorously again.

"Good!" Fang Zhen snorted softly. Then he pressed his left hand to Hanston's forehead and closed his eyes.

At the same time, Hanston, with a little pain, closed his eyes as well.

Time passes by second by second. Di Ruo almost broke free from Ace's hand and went to fight with Fang Zhen. At this time, Fang Zhen happened to be over.

Removing his palm and breathing a sigh of relief, Fang Zhen opened his eyes, looking tired.

"Now you don't have to worry about too strong spiritual power consuming your life force, I have already sealed most of your spiritual power just now. ”

Hanston had been wondering what had happened to his mental power, but when he heard this, he opened his eyes in surprise.

"From now on, you're my student. According to my rules, you are my second disciple, you must call Ace the senior brother, you are the second junior brother, and so on. When there are no outsiders, you have to call me Master, and other times, like Ace, call me Mentor. Do you understand?" Fang Zhen said solemnly as he looked down at Hanston, who was kneeling.

"Yes......! Master!" Hanston, who was so surprised that he almost couldn't react, hurriedly bowed a few times.

"Alright, get up!" Fang Zhen's face returned to a smile. After all, he was very proud to have accepted an 8-year-old disciple who was rare for a thousand years and whose spiritual power was stronger than his.

Hanston only then got up, touched his head a little excitedly, and giggled slightly.

"You're in a nice place, I'm staying here for the time being. Ace, go to the hotel and return the room, go to the hotel of that guy Lek, pack a few big meals, and remember to buy a few bottles of Green Rain Dew. Touching Hanston's head with a smile, Fang Zhen commanded.

"Yes, Master, do you still want that water and fire package?" Ace asked, touching the gold coin card in his backpack.

"Of course, you want to be advanced! I have accepted a new disciple today, if you want to be happy, order three other luxurious meals!" Fang Zhen simply shouted, as if he didn't know what kind of feast to prepare for Di Ruo and Hanston.

"Okay, let's go!" Ace, who has learned a lot of Chinese dentistry, is also very happy.

But when he was about to go out, Ace suddenly asked, "Master, what is packing?"

(Mandela, great peace fighter, thank you for all you have done for the world.) ）