There is no banquet in the world, although the time together is not long, but the friendship between people is very wonderful, some people get along for ten years is still a nodding friend, there are also people a pot of turbid wine, a long talk overnight is introduced as a confidant, the word fate in the world is the most incomprehensible, incomprehensible. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Well, if this style of writing comes back, Bai Huang is estimated to have to soar and go to the fantasy studio next door.

After saying goodbye in style, the two sides went their separate ways, Shirley and her father Edney Wayne took Ellie, who had signed the deed of sale, to the east, and then went south to the Mage Federation, while Christina and Bai Huang went all the way west, crossed the border of the Holy Duchy into the territory of the Death Realm to the Garia Plain, and then traveled southwest to return to the royal city of St. Aleon with the help of the teleportation array of the main city of Hickelton.

"Ah~Finally back in Saint-Aleon~" Christina stretched beautifully, sat in the open-top carriage, looking at the bright sky, indescribably comfortable.

Coming to the royal city of the Dead Realm again, Bai Huang still felt very novel, not only because he didn't know much about the city, but also because of the mixed style of St. Aleon.

The carriage walked briskly on the wide main road, and the pedestrians on both sides were in a hurry, but their faces were not anxious, but they were a little elated, probably some kind of celebration or other activities or big news worth watching, looking at the person in the soft leather hat and plaid shirt ran very fast, Bai Huang felt that he had the potential to become a journalist, of course, in the Akalin continent, they were generally called intelligence officers.

The driver knew at a glance that it was an old coachman, and when a much more exquisite-looking carriage next to him overtook his car very quickly and scolded out of the way, Bai Huang instantly felt an amazing momentum burst out from the old coachman.

"Young man, sit tight!"

Before Bai Huang could react, he was almost thrown out by the suddenly speeding carriage, but Christina had a smile on her face, but her left hand had already grabbed the handrail, it seemed that she grew up in this city and still knew the character of this old coachman.

The old coachman, wearing a felt hat in the style of a cowboy, had become unbridled and unrestrained, and even made people feel a commanding majesty, and he raised his whip and tugged at the reins, and even the ordinary inferior horse snorted as if it had been beaten with chicken blood, and flew straight after the fine carriage in front of him.

In the blink of an eye, the old coachman left the arrogant young man behind him to eat dust, and this is not all, the speed of the carriage is getting faster and faster, and there is a ten-consecutive hairpin bend in front of him, well, in fact, it is an ordinary corner, but he is still castrated.

Then Bai Huang saw what the carriage drifted was, Bai Huang learned to be obedient this time, grabbed the handrail hard to avoid being thrown out by the strong centrifugal force, he wiped the cold sweat that did not exist, and asked Christina with a spiritual connection: "Are all your coachmen here so fierce?

"Ahem, this old man rarely comes out to pick up passengers, it seems that he is in a good mood today, but it is rare to meet such a young coachman who is not long-sighted. ”

"Listening to your tone, it seems that you have met a master hidden in the people, what is the origin?" Bai Huang asked with interest, he didn't expect that he would encounter this kind of plot.

"Legendary master animal trainer Sinvalon, nicknamed 'The Butcher'. ”

Bai Huang was suddenly in awe, sure enough, the master is in the people, and he can meet an old legend by calling a carriage at will, Bai Huang wants to complain, are you St. Aryon's coachmen all monsters? It's just red three times the speed, and the street scenes on both sides are blurred.

It didn't take long for Bai Huang to see the spire buildings of Haim College from a distance, and the carriage galloped all the way to the gate of the academy before slowly stopping.

The old coachman took off his old felt hat and turned his head to reveal a hearty smile, making it hard to imagine that this old man would have such a bloody nickname as "butcher".

"Haha, I'm sorry, Christina, it's been a long time since I've raced so happily. Be sure to come to my tavern when you have time, and I'll ask you to drink as an apology. ”

"Then you'll have to take care of it, Sinvalon. Christina got out of the carriage and waved her hand casually into the gate, and walked in the direction of the Warlock School District with Bai Huang, since she stopped by the way, then go to Rogge, the fat man, and ask Lilina if there is still a demonic aura left in her body now, oh, now that guy is no longer fat.

A person and a skeleton just entered the Warlock School District when they heard the sound of commotion, like a cult sacrifice scene, Bai Huang and Christina approached and were speechless for a while, looking around, a clearing was full of warlocks wearing black robes, this is nothing, because this is the Warlock School District, but these people are all fat, and on a high platform in front of the clearing, a fat man is preaching passionately.

What is being preached? What is preached? What is preached is "Rogge Dafa is good, milk, no, it is to enter the religion to keep safe, shape the body overnight, and the handsomeness is unparalleled", Bai Huang summed it up and this is roughly the case.

Rogge is a well-known ghost and lolicon in the Warlock School District (there seems to be nothing wrong with it), as a dead house actually trained four dignified succubus maids, naturally envied and hated by many people, but this time back, his deeds also spread, regardless of the rest for the time being, just reshaping his body and becoming extremely handsome This made many fat people in the Warlock School District burst into tears, calling Rogge their dark messiah, the gospel of otaku, and the savior of fat people.

Although the road to the legend is long, but after all, all fat people have a hope to seek up and down, even if it is very slim, but human beings are self-deceptive creatures, since there is hope, then does it not mean that the end of the road is a piece of light?

Of course not, legend, that's legend! This pile of people is stacked together, and if one of them can advance to the legend, then the ancestor has been kicked by the saint (don't dwell on this strange proverb, because they don't burn incense).

It's better to have the perseverance to become a legend than to go for a run every day to lose weight, don't you see that in Heim Academy, even skeletons are running in the morning and at night?

Christina and Bai Huang bypassed the group of naïve creatures and walked towards the black tower of the Spell Improvement Research area. It didn't take long for them to come to Rogge's exclusive No. 1 experimental area, thinking that he would be in the lounge, but they saw his slimmed figure on the platform of the experimental area, and there was a little Lori beside him, it was Lilina.

I saw that Lilina's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and her hands held a ball of black energy, and then she slammed it, and suddenly a black mist appeared on the platform, from which jumped out a short and fat creature with a red body, a pair of small horns on its head, and thick anti-joints on its lower limbs, his hands had sharp claws, a whip tail on his back, and there seemed to be flames flowing in his bloody mouth.

Christina watched this scene in amazement, wondering why Lilina was able to summon a demon boy, although it was only a small demon, this was already the domain of a low-level warlock.

In less than a month after being separated from her, she has become a low-level warlock? (To be continued.) )