Wren looked up and saw an old lady with a small cigarette stick crouching beside him. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The old lady's eyes shone with the essence of a young man, and she carefully examined Wren's face.

Suddenly he opened his mouth with two front teeth left, and said with a smile: "Yo! The young man is quite handsome." ”

Wren looked at the old lady's cat-like golden pupils and felt the power of these eyes.

Something powerful was hidden behind those eyes, and Wren felt like a naked, naked girl had no secrets in front of her.

Wren turned his gaze away, not daring to look at these eyes again, for fear that the other party would hollow out all the secrets in his heart.

"Oh, blushing! what a shyness, young man!" Wren felt the old lady tease him.

But Wren was not angry, but pleaded with the old lady in a hoarse voice: "Please...... Please give me some water to drink......"

As soon as he said that, Wren realized what his throat was dry, and he couldn't hear it clearly.

But the old lady grinned, revealing two bunny-like front teeth: "Oh, the young people of today are so useless. ”

"You can't just climb this way. The old lady said as she stood up, and it was then that Wren noticed her diminutive height.

At only one meter four tall, Wren is as short as the dwarf in her biography.

The old lady turned lightly, left Wren with a crimson back with a golden phoenix pattern, and said, "Wait for me! ”

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After drinking the water, Wren finally regained some energy, but he still felt hot.

While he was drinking water, the old lady kept smoking a cigarette next to him, and she didn't speak but looked at Wren and smiled.

Wren got goosebumps all over her laugh because of her laughter, not that the old lady only had two rabbit teeth and laughed ugly,

Instead, Wren felt that the old lady's smile contained shy love.

This is the experience of talking to the bar beauty at the mercenary bar for many years, and he will not be wrong, this old lady is seducing him.

But Wren remembers that his opponent said that he had made it, but where had he been? Did he get to the top floor?

If so, then this old lady should be the red-clothed wizard sage, Master Uluru.

Could it be that Master Uluru is her?

Wren looked at the old lady who was only one meter four tall again, and it turned out to be the old lady's eyes.

Wren, who was shocked into a cold sweat, hurriedly turned his gaze to the side.

"Oh yo! The young man is still so shy. I've waited so long for you to come!" the old lady was full of excitement,

He took a deep breath on his cigarette stick, then spat out a long puff of his cigarette at Wren.

Wren staggered backwards from the smoke and fell to the ground: "It's so hot!"

The old lady laughed, the wrinkles on her face condensed into flowers, and the two yellow rabbit teeth in her mouth could shake from her mouth at any moment.

Wren's face flushed, burned by the old lady's cigarette just now.

Being so nakedly provoked by the other party, the well-bred Wren was also enraged, and he gently pressed his injured leg with his hand and got up from the ground:

"Old lady, you have to apologize to me for my impoliteness!"

Listening to Wren's words, the old lady laughed even harder, and the cigarette stick in her hand was almost unstable: "Ha...... Ha ha...... Hahaha!You make me apologize!Hahaha~ Apologize!"

Wren, who was laughed at inexplicably by the old lady, had no experience in quarreling, he knew that the other party was provoking him, but he didn't know what to say all of a sudden.

Seeing Wren's embarrassed face, the old lady stopped laughing, and she took the cigarette stick back into her mouth and took a deep breath.

Then he exhaled and spewed out the smoke, which did not go in the direction of Wren, but just randomly sprayed to the side.

Wren watched as the smoke quickly gathered and transformed into a gray-black dragon, with sparks flying out of its body and wings from time to time.

The dragon flew around the old lady in a half circle, and then rushed head-on towards Wren.

Seeing the tongue of fire spewing from the dragon's mouth, Wren subconsciously retreated and raised his cane to meet it.

Rennes, who was retreating, felt that his back was being held down by a small hand, and the strength of the small hand was quite strong.

Unable to retreat, Wren stopped and raised his other hand to block half of his face, while the unblocked half of his face watched in horror as the smoke dragon swooped down.

Just as the terrifying tongue of fire in the dragon's mouth was about to spray into Wren's hand, the whole dragon turned back into a cloud of smoke with a bang.

The smoke came to his face, and it was still very hot, making Wren, who felt unwell, hurriedly close his eyes.

When he felt that the smoke had cleared and was not so hot, Wren remembered the small hand behind him, and he hurriedly turned to check it.

As a result, I saw that the old lady was holding the cigarette stick on her back, and the five fingers of her other hand were facing her.

Seeing the terrifying red lightning dancing in turn between his five fingers, Wren inexplicably felt a chill on his back, and he was shocked by an old sweat.

"Do you want me to apologize, boy!"

The old lady grinned, took out the cigarette stick she was carrying, pressed her thumb to the smoke pot with a red lightning bolt, and chirped it.

With every time she sucked on the cigarette stick, the tobacco leaves in the pot flickered brightly and flickering.

Wren didn't care about wiping the sweat from his face, he hurriedly gave a gentlemanly salute to the old lady, and then asked in surprise, "Excuse me, you are Master Uluru?"

The old lady chirped for a while, but did not answer Wren, she spat out nine smoke rings in a row at Wren.

The smoke rings grew larger, then followed an eerie trajectory up and down again, one by one from the top of Wren's head to his feet.

Out of respect for the master, Wren didn't dare to dodge casually.

When all the smoke rings had dissipated, the old lady slammed the cigarette stick and knocked the ash off the smoke pot.

Tobacco leaves are quickly loaded with great skill.

But the old lady didn't light the tobacco herself, and she didn't know where to conjure up a small stick and throw it to Wren.

The moment Wren caught the little stick accurately, the head of the stick suddenly burned on its own.

Seeing the flames jumping an inch high, Wren was so frightened that he instinctively wanted to let go and throw away the stick.

But when he was about to let go of his fingers, he reacted and pinched the wooden stick again.

The wooden stick was shaken by Wren, and the small flame was not extinguished, but still burned steadily.

"Hurry! no time! light it!" the old lady suddenly shook her cigarette stick with her hand, attracting Wren's attention.

Wren understood what the old lady meant, and walked to the old lady limping to the old lady with his hand to protect the flames, regardless of the cane that fell on the ground.

The stick burned just after lighting the old lady's cigarette.

Seeing the old lady grinning smugly and not continuing to smoke, Wren felt that he was being teased by the other party again.

The old lady put away her smile, nodded to Wren, and knocked off the unfinished cigarette leaves: "That's right! I'm Ululu, but I'm not a master, I'm a miss! ”

After speaking, the old lady reached out and touched her wrinkled face, and looked at the old lady's distracted appearance.

Wren guessed that the master was nostalgic for the beauty of his youth.

After knowing that the other party was indeed Master Uluru, the stone in Wren's heart finally let go.

Although he had guessed that the old lady was Master Ululu early on, he didn't admit it, and he couldn't put his mind at ease.

There are many magicians on these ninety-nine-story towers, and the closer to the top the mages are, the older they are.

It's just that no one is as ...... as Master Uluru Belch...... So old!

"Hey, are you laughing at me again!" Master Uluru's voice thundered in Wren's ears, startling him.

Wren hurriedly bowed and apologized: "I'm sorry......!

"Stupid, call me Miss! Don't call me Master. Be careful that I break your neck!" Master Uluru jumped up at the right time,

He knocked Wren on the head with a smoke pot, interrupting Wren's words.

Touching the place where he was knocked on his head, Wren couldn't cry or laugh, so he had to change his words: "Okay, Uluru...... Uh, miss. ”

"What do you call me?" Master Uluru suddenly leaned under Wren and looked up at him.

Those eyes with cat-like pupils seemed to be shining with countless little stars, which made Wren shine so much that he couldn't bear to look at it directly.

"Miss Uluru!" Wren couldn't stop the other party's gaze, and hurriedly answered Master Uluru's question.

But Master Uluru struck him on the head again with the smoke pot: "No! The Master reminded Wren.

Hearing Master Uluru's words, Wren recalled all the last sentences he had just said.

Finally, he finally figured out what Master Uluru wanted him to repeat, so he hurriedly said, "Miss Uluru!"

"Ho ho ho ho!" Master Uluru laughed a few times with the mouthpiece of the cigarette stick, and then turned around and jumped like a girl.

He beckoned to Wren behind him, "Come with me, my nine thousand and eighty-one boyfriend." ”