Gong Yin Tan stared blankly at the place where Lang'er disappeared. I sat there until late at night and fell asleep in a daze.

Early the next morning.

Gong Yin Tan slowly opened his eyes, glanced out the window, and sighed softly. He took out his wand and released the summoning spell, and on the other end of the spell was his accompanying teacher, Yao Yue.

A minute later, there was a knock on the door. Yao Yue stood outside the door, didn't come in, and asked, "Your Highness Tan, is there something wrong?"

"Prepare, tomorrow, let's go back to the Land of Water. Gong Yin Tan said.

"What?" Yao Yue said in surprise, "Your Highness, ...... you"

Gong Yin Tan calmed down his excitement and said calmly: "It's already sealed." But I'm going to send you to do something else now. ”

"Congratulations to Your Highness. Yao Yue had already knelt down outside the door and said excitedly.

"I want you to help me find out where this leaf came from. Gong Yin Tan took out the leaves that had been in his mouth all night. At this time, the color of the leaves is not as green as before, and it looks very ordinary.

With the power of the summoning spell, the blade appeared in Yao Yue's hand.

"What is this?" asked Yao Yue.

"Go find out what kind of tree it is. After finding out, tell me immediately that it is not allowed to be transmitted. Gong Yin Tan said.

"Yes. ”

......

The news of the prince of the land of water leaving the Persian Junior Academy of Magic reached the ears of the six companions the next day. After learning about Gong Yin Tan from Bai Ling, everyone couldn't help but look at this prince with admiration. And it's not bad that everyone tacitly didn't tell anyone about it, and let it be a secret.

The turmoil at the beginning of the school year gradually calmed down. This semester, in addition to still taking part of the textbook content, some magic practical classes have been added, which are arranged for the cultivation of each student's individual ability, and are arranged for three afternoons a week.

Time passed in a dull way. Lang'er was often sleepy, and when he woke up, he wanted to go out to play, but Bai Ling didn't allow him to run around.

Staying in Bai Ling's pocket every day, following her out is considered a stroll. Moreover, whenever it sneaks out to play, it will soon be retrieved by Bai Ling.

Seeing Lang'er's pitiful appearance day by day, Bai Ling was also very distressed. Lang'er is still young, and it is normal to be naughty and lively. However, if a small tree spirit is discovered by someone with bad intentions, even Bai Ling does not know if something dangerous will happen. So, Bai Ling had no choice but to be a ruthless master.

One morning three months later.

Bai Ling woke up and saw Lang'er still in her seed form obediently in her pocket. She picked up the seed and asked, "Lang'er, what's wrong?"

Lang'er snorted and ignored her.

"Since that incident with Yin Tan, people have never gone out to play well. I'm in a tantrum. Pudding laughed.

Bai Ling shook his head helplessly and put the seed on the windowsill. Usually when they wake up, Lang'er will always lie on the windowsill and bask in the sun. As a dryad, even the dryad of the Elemental Tree still loves sunlight.

"I think it's better to give it to the old professor. Didn't you say that the old professor also had an elemental god tree there?" said Amy.

"No, I can't. Bai Ling said, "I've tried it a long time ago, and it says it hates the bad smell of alcohol on the old professor. ”

"It's pathetic. Pudding lamented and went into the bathroom to wash up.

Lang'er turned into a spirit and looked at Bai Ling pitifully, while poking Bai Ling's hand with his little finger from a branch.

"No, I have to go to class. There is no time to spend with you. Bai Ling said helplessly.

Lang'er looked at her sadly, and Bai Ling said helplessly: "Okay, since that's the case. You go to the old professor and ask him to help you. ”

Lang'er nodded, and disappeared into thin air.

"What's wrong?" asked Amy, "what did you let Lang'er do?"

"Lang'er says it wants to be with us, but it can't transform yet. I'll just let it go to the old professor and see if there's a way. Bai Ling explained.

Amy's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she said, "If it learns to shapeshift, will it be the same as us?"

"Uh...... I don't know. Bai Ling smiled bitterly.

"If it's a boy, you can't let anyone know it's here for us. Pudding said.

"It's fine. Bai Ling smiled, "Even so." Lang'er has the ability to space, just come back in another way. As long as we know it's a dryad anyway. ”

The three of them looked at each other and couldn't help but laugh. Then I grabbed my textbook and went out to class.

And the prodigal who decided to transform has come to the top floor of the teacher's office building at this time.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

Huh, why did that little guy come to me?

The old professor was at home above his office at this time, and he had a trace of his spirit in the office, in case someone else came to him.

He jumped from under the skylight and opened the door, revealing the poor baby tree spirit floating in the air. When Lang'er came in, he pointed to himself and looked at the old professor.

"You want to learn how to makeover?" said the old professor in surprise.

Lang'er nodded earnestly, covered in green.

"No!" said the old professor angrily, "how long have you been born? Your magic and mental power won't last long at all, and more importantly, you'll be discovered by others!"

Lang'er shook his head.

"Do you still want to absorb the roots of the Divine Tree?" said the old professor, "I said, this is a magic that requires both magic and spiritual power to reach a hundred years of cultivation before it can be used. It is useless to have energy alone, and mental power is a process that needs to be accumulated. What's more, only the energy of one's own cultivation is the best. Cultivation from birth to one hundred years old is the foundation of your future cultivation, how can you take such a risk. ”

Lang'er shook his head vigorously again, pointing to the skylight on the top floor, and his little green eyes looked at the old professor seriously.

"What?" the old professor was stunned for a moment and said, "You want to go to the Alternate Plane to cultivate?"

Lang'er nodded and smiled expectantly.

The old professor frowned and asked seriously, "That plane, I can only open it once a year." Have you really figured it out?"

Lang'er nodded again.

"Well, now that you've decided, I won't care about the choices you make. The old professor said, "Originally, I prepared this place for the two of them, but I didn't expect you to use it first." I'll try to protect you, just watch yourself. ”

Lang'er happily hugged the old professor's ear and leaned over his cheek and kissed him.

"Oh hey, be careful, I don't accept same-sex kisses!" exclaimed the old professor, his face a little embarrassed.

The waves drifted to the side and giggled.

The old professor smiled helplessly, and returned to his house with Lang'er, and came to the door on the left wall. His right hand held the handle and glanced meaningfully at Lang'er.

"Looks like it's going to be a while before you drink, hehe. ”