"Boy!" Just as Ling Feng started yy, a deep voice came from behind him. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info Ling Feng turned his head and looked at it.

An old man with Mediterranean hair was staring at him intently behind him, eyes like dead fish, a rickety back, and a pale complexion, like a dying man. Dressed in a place that is larger than himself, it is even more of a match for this deathly appearance. This appearance really startled Ling Feng. The flabby skin was like the bark of an old tree, old and ugly, wrinkled, and looked to be 90 years old.

Ling Feng was taken aback by the old man's ugly face, and his first reaction was that this was a ghost? Hurriedly took a few steps back, almost knocking down the books on the shelf.

The old man looked at Ling Feng with a surprised expression, obviously frightened by his appearance. He took a weight-bearing step and approached Ling Feng again. "Don't come here, don't come here, are you a ghost?" Ling Feng hurriedly waved his hand and said in a panic.

"Ghost, old man, I would be treated like a ghost? The old man who looked extremely ugly looked at Ling Feng and laughed, "I'm not a ghost, I'm a human being, it's just that the old man is a little ugly, I still know this, but isn't it a bit exaggerated for you to compare me with a ghost." Juvenile. The old man said humorously.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Ling Feng hurriedly apologized, it was indeed wrong for him to call people ghosts, but the old man in front of him really didn't exaggerate in the slightest to describe the word "ghost".

Before Ling Feng could ask who you were, why you appeared here, what was the purpose of your appearance here, and so on. The old man opened his mouth and said, "I'm Kraft, the director of the library here." Kraft circled around Ling Feng, like a lion surrounding its prey that was about to reach its mouth, staring at Ling Feng with stunned eyes, and Ling Feng's back was a little chill when he was watched.

"Master, are you scared?" the little devil flew out again, "Afraid but not afraid, you see that the gloomy eyes of this old man named Kraft are a little scary, and that ugly face, I feel that this guy is not a zombie who crawled out of the coffin, do you say it looks like it, little devil? looks uglier than you, little devil." Ling Feng snickered, in fact, the little devil was not very ugly, and even a little cute. Ling Feng just teased.

"Yes, master, you can't be any better, you would have given birth to a spiritual weapon like me, then you are also ugly. The little devil puffed out his cheeks and said, obviously angry.

Kraft circled around Ling Feng and then returned to the same place, and at some point a lens appeared in his hand, which was the kind of Western single lens, leaning on the eyes like a dead fish to observe Ling Feng. The godless boss who was put in the eyes of the dead fish.

"Damn, master, watch out for the lenses. "What's the matter? Could it be that the lens will release a laser cannon, or will it release an atomic bomb?" Ling Feng hurriedly asked when he heard the little devil's tone be so hurried. "That's old man Kraft's spirit weapon, his spirit weapon is the ability to perceive other people's spirit weapons?" said the little devil in a panic.

"What are you afraid of, is there anything you have to be afraid of with this spirit weapon, is it not a bad thing to let others know your ability, maybe you will praise me" Ling Feng looked at Kraft in front of him and said unhurriedly to the little devil, and let out a smug laugh in his heart.

The little devil glanced at Ling Feng with disdain, flapped his demon wings, twisted his small waist, and then punched Ling Feng's nose with a small fist.

"Hell, why did you come out again, aren't you afraid that others will see you?" Ling Feng touched his nose, which was very sour by the little devil, and said angrily. "They can't see me, and the initial form of the spirit weapon can only be seen by its owner, otherwise they can all see me? The little devil smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth and said calmly. "By the way, let me show up, hurry up, I don't have time to explain to you now, I'll talk to you later, hurry up. The little devil urged. Seeing Kraft's lenses approaching him.

"How can I make you manifest, whether I want to sign a contract with you or something, or to summon horse monkey soju, or in a serious tone, put on an expression of summoning a dragon, God, summon you in my name, I will take blood as a contract, little devil, ah, obey my orders, I will use your inner to remove filth and cut off the injustices in this world! Hey, how didn't it work. Do you really want me to bite my fingers, it hurts, doesn't it!" Ling Feng was also anxious, like an ant on a hot pot, anxious to death, "Is it possible to invite Taishang Laojun, do you want me to say this, Taishang Laojun, anxious as a law." ”

"..............." The little devil didn't know what to say, Ling Feng had tried so much and it was still useless

"Are you stupid, are you still in the mood to play the game of horse monkey soju at this time, can you get over the second illness and do it again. We're going to be exposed now, do you understand? It's the feeling that you're walking down the street with your clothes on, and somebody sees through your nudity with see-through glasses. This is the way it is now, you stupid master. The little devil went up and smashed a hammer on Ling Feng's head, and said angrily.

Ling Feng pondered for a moment.

"Well, that seems to be the case, is your analogy quite appropriate? I don't want to be seen through my nakedness, at least I don't want this ugly Kraft to see it, if it's a beautiful woman, or if it's a shiyin, I don't mind. The question is, isn't Nangong Le also seen?" Ling Feng thought about the impossible thing that could happen.

"That's not the point, my master, you let me come out and materialize into the form of a spiritual weapon. The little devil drooped his wings and said in a discouraged tone, his face full of black lines, "I'm going to kill you, you stupid master." "The little devil suddenly became energetic.

"Wait, you wait and hammer me again, have you ever taught me how to manifest a spirit weapon so far. How could I, the last time I just entered the spiritual realm by accident. Ling Feng made a stop gesture at the little demon.

The little devil suddenly became embarrassed, and said with some twists: "Yes, I don't seem to have taught you how to manifest the spirit weapon, it's my fault, hehe." The little devil said with some scrimson.

At this time, the little angel interjected again. "Go away, little devil. The little angel kicked the little angel away, clapped his palms, and said sleepily: "Master, the little devil is an unreliable spiritual weapon, or let me teach you how to manifest the spiritual weapon!" In my heart, silently recite the name of the spiritual weapon, and then add the word "manifest", it's okay, I'm leaving, master." But don't call me by my name!" reminded the little angel solemnly.

After saying that, the little angel disappeared.

Kraft's footsteps were slowly approaching Ling Feng, and the pair of magnified dead fish eyes were looking at Ling Feng strangely.

Ling Feng thought to himself: Old man, your steps are really too slow, I have said so many words to the little devil and the little angel, and you still haven't come over, it's really 2333.

"Spirits, demons, manifestations. Ling Feng meditated in his heart, but there was still no reaction, "Why didn't there be any reaction, damn it, isn't there a dazzling white light at this time? Why didn't there be any reaction, my God, damn it." It's too out of the box. Ling Feng scolded angrily in his heart. The little devil is still flying in front of him, still in his initial form, without any change, "Master, is there a word "small" missing. The little devil reminded, his face full of black lines, his hands on his chest, and his eyes glared at Ling Feng

"But isn't it a bit too middle school to add a small word, I'm a very serious person!"

"Don't be long-winded, you don't want to be seen through your nakedness! Hurry up!" the little devil said.

"Got it. Ling Feng paused, and said with a solemn expression, "Spirit weapon, little devil, now." "Ling Feng did what the little devil said, and he was clear-sighted.

In an instant, a dazzling white light emanated from the entire library, penetrating the entire library, illuminating the entire Atlantis continent, penetrating the sky, and resounding across the earth. Ahem, a flash of light almost blinded the eyes of old man Kraft.

.........

A black blade appeared in Ling Feng's hand, with a black hilt, and the little demon had turned into a copy of Shiyin's ghost again.

Nangong Le looked at the knife in Ling Feng's hand, and his eyebrows were a little surprised, because this knife was completely a copy of Shi Yin's spiritual weapon, a copy of the spiritual weapon that killed his family, and even except for the different colors, sizes, and sizes, it was exactly the same.

"Knives?" said Kraft in a deep voice, "It turned out to be such a spiritual weapon, I thought it was some kind of spiritual weapon." There was some contempt in his tone.

Ling Feng didn't expect that a library director would have such a spiritual weapon, the ability to spy on other people's spiritual weapons. "yes, it's a knife, it's nothing special. May I ask the curator when you have an extra pair of glasses on your eyes and what is this? Ling Feng pretended not to know anything, but in fact, he had already known it in his heart, did he spy on other people's spiritual weapons?

"This is my spiritual weapon, don't underestimate his role Although he is a lens, he can spy on other people's spiritual weapons. Kraft looked Ling Feng up and down again as he said, "You can also call me Dean, this title should make you remember my name better than the title of the librarian." ”

"Dean?"

Nangong Le and Ling Feng said in unison. Apparently frightened, his mouth didn't close.

"Wait, this academy is called Hilton Academy, right?" Ling Feng asked in astonishment.

Kraft nodded.

"Since it's called Hilton Academy, then the founder is Norsman Hilton, am I right?" "In that case, isn't Hilton the dean of this academy? Why did another dean pop up for no reason, old man, are you lying to me? Don't be a fool for me. ”

"Didn't that old fellow Hilton tell you that there are two deans of the house?" said Kraft, with a hint of anger on his face. "Nope. Ling Feng and Nangong Le shook their heads and said, looking very tacit. "Go and tell the old man that old man Kraft has forgotten about him before he has lost his breath. Kraft stomped his foot angrily and said angrily.

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