Chapter 195: Affection and Hatred from Ancient Times

", don't fake with me here. Instead of listening to Wan Xiao's advice, the female voice said even more violently. Wan Xiao also turned around at this time, looked at the source of the sound, and couldn't help but be stunned.

"Huh......? Miss Xiao, don't be unharmed lately!" Yes, Wan Xiao saw Xiao Mubai, who failed to calculate him several times in a row, and they were still neighbors, this is too dramatic, right?

Wan Xiao still responded with some embarrassment. After all, he is a big man, and he is close to the accommodation of a female musician in broad daylight, which is difficult not to be thought of!

"Hehe! Okay, it's not enough for you to humiliate me three times and twice, and now you want to harm me, you say, what do you want to do here?" Maybe the anger that had been accumulated in his heart for too long, and seeing the main owner at this time was really on the verge of breaking out, so that Xiao Mubai could no longer care about any reserve and image, and broke out directly.

But at this time, she also felt a little strange in her heart, why did she lose control as soon as she met this guy? It should be, I guess I haven't met this thing for a long time! Xiao Mubai finished shouting, thinking slightly calmly.

"Uh...... This little girl, let's have one thing to say, I was:

Unintentionally and unintentionally strayed into the boudoir, but the girl did not agree, so she had to be a villain, helpless and sad and smiling. Wan Xiao suddenly saw this situation, and couldn't help but be very poetic, and according to the things in front of him, he chanted a small poem out of thin air, which really showed off Xiao Mubai's face.

"It's true that the donkey's lips can't match the horse's mouth, and I don't have the ability to be elegant here, phew!" Xiao Mubai couldn't help but be stunned when he heard it, but soon sneered.

"Uh, Miss Xiao, I've always regarded you as an excellent opponent, this time I'm just here to take a turn, besides, we ......" Wan Xiao suddenly realized that something was wrong below, and hurriedly stopped.

"What are we? Go on, let me tell you that although I lost to you last two times, I will never let you in this final test, so let's see when the time comes!" Xiao Mubai's eyes suddenly widened, and he said viciously.

"Hahaha, then Wan Mou must go all out to make Miss Xiao die. Wan Xiao said with a smile, but the words in his mouth did not mean to back down at all.

"I'm going to see if you'll be so hard-mouthed then, we'll see!" Xiao Mubai did not give up and continued to sneer.

Wan Xiao was said to be a little angry, the girl who fought and killed all day long and wanted to murder him, even if she was beautiful, she would not be liked.

"Good!" Wan Xiao threw down a resounding sentence, turned around and left.

"......" Xiao Mubai didn't know why he wanted to say something more, but he didn't know what to say when the words came to his mouth, so he couldn't help frowning, looking at the figure of Wanxiao Ape's arm and bee waist, and the tiger's walking posture, he couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Wan Xiao's small "home".

Walking back to the small courtyard, Wan Xiao was still a little angry in his heart, he didn't know why this girl was like gunpowder, wouldn't it be good to talk well? But then he was relieved, not unhappy for unhappy things, that was just to punish himself for other people's mistakes, just be yourself.

Father's advice echoed in Wan Xiao's ears, Wan Xiao stood up again, there is still one day, he has to allocate what to do, so that he can win the game in a good state!

"Don't let me slap you in the face when the time comes, see if I have to humiliate you in public!" Wan Xiao clenched his fists, and said to himself a little childishly.

Just do it, Wan Xiao first took out his attributeless warlock staff, he wanted to study how to make his warlock level upgrade, because he had stayed at the peak of the warlock for a long time, but it was not easy to cast a thing like this without a large space, and for a while, Wan Xiao couldn't help but make it difficult.

"Go to the Stone of Inheritance!" Wan Xiao clapped his hands and said. Hurriedly closing the door, Wan Xiao immersed his consciousness in the sea of spirit and shouted.

"Sister, sister, I want to go in. โ€

"Okay, please wait. The voice of the mechanical female voice came faintly from Wan Xiao's spiritual sea, and a sense of dizziness that was too familiar to be familiar came from, and immediately Wan Xiao lost consciousness, and the whole person disappeared into the room.

"Phewโ€”it's going to feel a little better. Wan Xiao rubbed his slightly dizzy temples and muttered to himself.

As Wan Xiao himself came here, his nervous system became more and more accustomed to this kind of teleportation. Realizing that he was still sitting on the ground, Wan Xiao got up and patted the floating soil on his body, he needed to think about where he was going to cultivate.

"Forget it, let's test it here first, and then let's go to the actual battle!" Wan Xiao made up his mind and thought secretly.

"Sister, sister, can you remind me tomorrow morning?" Wan Xiao asked as she raised her head to the sky.

"Yes. The mechanical female voice replied to him without emotion. Huaxia Library

Everything is ready, only the cultivation is missing, Wan Xiao took out his non-attribute earth-level superb staff from the space ring, and once again searched for his previous warlock crystal information in the sea of spirits to see what he should do next.

However, what made Wan Xiao want to scold his mother was that this warlock crystal had just one sentence for Wan Xiao's stage: it comes naturally, and it is natural......

"It's been three months, and it's still natural!" Wan Xiao said angrily. Originally, this warlock was still very useful as an auxiliary cultivation profession, but when Wan Xiao advanced to the Sound Master realm, the effect was greatly reduced. After all, in this vocal continent, the musician is in a unique position, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the most noble profession.

Forget it, let's consume the "power" today, Wan Xiao secretly made up his mind.

"Ling'er, Ling'er, get up and work. Wan Xiao shouted in the sea of spirits.

"Okay brother, I've always been here, let's start quickly, I still have to sleep. Ling'er's voice came out from the sea of spirits, and Wan Xiao also had a secret bottom in his heart.

"Ling'er, I have to ask you a question before I begin, that is, how can I advance to the rank of ...... Oh no, it's a sorcerer?" Wan Xiao suddenly had a plan in his mind, and hurriedly asked.

"Brother, what do you mean, I don't understand!" Ling'er's puzzled voice came.

"Well, to put it simply, you want me to make the most of your strengths. Wan Xiao was also a little helpless, and suddenly understood that this Ling'er didn't understand, and racked his brains to reply.

"I need energy, or I'll have to sleep from time to time. Ling'er seemed to understand what Wan Xiao was talking about, and replied.

Wan Xiao hurriedly stopped, because the promotion that Ling'er said did not mean the same as the promotion he said, and the promotion in Ling'er's mouth was to improve itself, that is, to improve its quality in order to reach the promotion level and become a heaven-level sounder. And the promotion in Wan Xiaozu's mouth is his own technical advancement, so he must continue to practice.

"Okay, I'd better train and train again!" Wan Xiao replied.

"Okay," Ling'er replied happily.

Wan Xiao couldn't help but immerse his consciousness in the warlock crystal again, as the saying goes, if you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools, and go through the theoretical things first.

"By the way, let's take a look at the sorcerer's judging criteria. Wan Xiao thought so.

"A sorcerer, at the beginning of the Dao of Magic, is a sorcerer who fights the power by himself without the help of external forces and gives birth to a trace of power seeds. โ€

"And give birth to a trace of power seeds?" Wan Xiao suddenly realized and was very excited, but questions also followed, how to give birth to power seeds?

Wan Xiao's brows furrowed, he had just flipped through the Warlock Crystal again, but the next text description was about the Musician Realm.

"Power seed, power seed......" Wan Xiao muttered in his heart, but there was still no better way.

There was no way, and once again injected the same amount of sound pattern power and spiritual power into the warlock staff in his hand, Wan Xiao could only believe that it was a matter of course.

As usual, an energy that did not belong to the two rushed in, fusing these two equal amounts of sound pattern power and spiritual power, and finally shot out through the crystal at the top of the warlock abbot, this is the force!

The silver-gray gas erupted, showing an irregular flame-scorching distortion, and quickly formed an energy field that seemed to be connected to the sky, and only a faint color change could confirm its existence.

Wan Xiao knew that the silver-gray forces that had been condensed in front of him were actually vulnerable, and they were still effective in the face of the Sound Disciple Realm, but the Sound Master Realm in the face would be quickly defeated, and eventually these forces would collapse into the air. But what you should know is that it also takes energy to send out power! And it is two shares, each of which is equivalent to 20% of the energy consumed, so it is certain to lose in this way.

And at this time, even if there is no defense, the consumption is very large, plus Wan Xiao basically has no means to learn how to attack, (if there are any, it is also very rough and has a lot of flaws.) So basically, since Wan Xiao was promoted to the Sound Master Realm, he rarely used this method, and if he used the Xuanwu Shield for defense, wouldn't he be fragrant?

"Forget it, I'd better wait for the power of this sound pattern and spiritual impact to run out, I guess this way can I play to my limit?

Next, you can see a young man in the wasteland, running and jumping on the wasteland, but in front of him is a silver-gray wall of gas several feet high, and the wall of air is constantly changing shapes, sometimes like a rope, sometimes like an axe, and sometimes like an iron hammer, but it dazzles people for a while, and he himself is constantly running and jumping, as if he is venting something.

In this way, after only an hour's effort, Wan Xiao fell to the spot because of the exhaustion of the power of the sound pattern and the spiritual power, lying on the body of a pile of sparse grass, Wan Xiao couldn't stop panting for breath.