"Well, teacher, what are you looking at? I've already read a chapter. "When I woke up, I looked in the direction Laplace was looking, and it was a stone...

"Oh, I'm on the Enlightenment Avenue. Laplace said lightly, moved his stiff neck slightly, and continued to look thoughtfully in a different direction.

"Speak human words. "Wake up from a dream and throw out an ice pick, is it that this old man has been in retreat for a long time and can't even speak?

"Eh, why don't you kid play according to the routine, according to the plot development of a normal novel, shouldn't you be curious to ask your teacher what avenue I am comperiencing, or stand aside and don't speak, and watch quietly?" Eh, isn't the last chapter about to end?,The author thinks it's embarrassing for me to have no action.,So he forcibly arranged an action for me.,I don't know what I'm looking at.,I've read a chapter.,Old man, my neck is sore.。 Seeing that the dream was silently condensing an ice pick more than a meter long, Laplace didn't dare to continue the skin, moved his body, and pretended to reply coldly.

"This author is really shameless, obviously he just wants to drag the number of words but smashes the pot on us. Wake up from the dream and pretend not to see the above paragraph, dismantle Laplace's pseudo-coldness, and disperse the condensed ice picks on his hands.

"It's just that we are drunk with such an unlucky author. Let me look at the old bones for a day, do you know what it means to respect the elderly?" Laplace joined the crowd of denunciators of the author.

At this moment, two cute little birds flew over their heads, two milky white solid-liquid mixtures detached from their hips, and fell under the influence of gravity towards the heads of Dream Wake and Laplace, and the moment the two birds appeared, Dream Wake and Laplace condensed a magical defense above their heads.

"Hahaha, author, your trick doesn't work for us anymore, do you think I, a legendary mage, Laplace, will make the same mistake twice?"

"No, shouldn't you complain about why there are birds flying in the cave now?" "But the author, can you change the method, it's okay to use the same routine once, and the reader is used to it twice, and he won't laugh. ”

Just as Laplace and the dream were waking up to complain about the author, two cute little bamboo shoots came out from under the rocks of the cave with lightning speed and jingle bells, note that they were drills, not drills, but drills of drill bits, and the tips of the bamboo shoots hit the indescribable parts of the two. also drilled into five or six centimeters, at this time there was a cheap voice in the sky: Dear customer, the new routine you want has been received, remember to give five-star praise, dear, you know, the drill is a man's romance, to live strongly, love you, mua.

Both Dream Wake and Laplace covered their poor flowers, and secretly scolded the author in their hearts for being shameless, but they didn't dare to say it, who knows what kind of way this stinky and shameless author would come up with to fix them?

Why don't you just stab them to death with bamboo shoots? Anyway, I don't want to write this novel, so I shouldn't be considered a eunuch, at least I'm done, isn't it, sample, you think you are a little sour O sugar, and you still say in your heart I don't know, don't you know that all your mental activities will be displayed in words? Not only I know, but even readers know it, but I have a lot of adults, so I will let you go.

Okay, after all this nonsense, it's time to get to the point, otherwise the readers will scold me for another chapter.

"By the way, teacher, why did you think about looking for me?" Meng Xing rubbed the poor delicate flowers, looked at Laplace and asked, this old man has not seen him once a year, and there must be something wrong with his sudden appearance this time.

"Do the math of how long you've been with me. Laplace whispered as he twisted his non-existent beard. When I woke up, I realized that I had been here in Laplace for three years, which meant that it was time for me to leave.

Thinking of this, his eyes were a little wet when he woke up from a dream, and he recalled his past with Laplace, who taught himself many things as a teacher and friend, but Laplace just saved his life, or saved it easily, and then threw a bunch of books in the library, and his magic was all self-taught.

If you don't pass it on to me, you can only be taken into the coffin by him, and if you think about it, if it weren't for my appearance, Laplace would have no successor.

Think about what Laplace taught himself the art of alchemy, or not! The old man just threw himself a ring, and the art of alchemy was also taught by himself, and for this reason, he was tormented to death by all kinds of side effects.

Think about Laplace hiding in the shadows and watching herself, afraid that she will be hurt, how do you feel Maomao? Being secretly watched by an old man, babbling~ It's disgusting... And if this stinky old man was really watching me, why didn't he come to my rescue when I was killed by the ice wall before?

After thinking about it like this, I woke up and held back the tears that rolled in my eyes, this stinky old man didn't teach anything, why should I cry for him?

"Oh, then I'll clean up a little and leave, teacher, you have to retreat well, I wish you good luck and prosperity. "I woke up and turned my head and started to pack my things.

"Hey, you stinky boy, you're about to leave me, aren't you sad at all?" Laplace couldn't hold back when he saw that he woke up so calmly and packed his things.

"I was destined to be unable to stay with my teacher all the time, I already knew this, and I knew that this day would come, so why should I be sad?" said Dream Awakening, turning his head to look at Laplace, with a slight smile.

"It's really not ancient, how to say it, it also saved your life. "That's just your greed, you shot a bird and saved me." ”

"That's also salvation, I also taught you the method of refining the body. "If you don't teach me, you'll have to be taken into the coffin, according to your character, teacher, will you do that?"

"I also taught you magic. "You just threw me a bunch of books, and I taught myself magic and alchemy, just as I taught myself the art of alchemy. When he woke up, he guessed that Laplace would teach him the art of alchemy next, and he said this in passing. Laplace's mouth was open for a moment, not knowing what to say.

"Also, teacher, you will destroy the cold and domineering character in my heart before, although your character almost collapsed after being hit in the head by an unknown object at the beginning, but there is still a little left, but now it is almost collapsed. Meng Xing looked at Laplace with a smile and said, It's cool to be angry with this old man.

"People's hearts are not ancient, people's hearts are not ancient. Laplace lamented a few words, wrinkled a bitter melon face, and continued to look up at the sky at a forty-five degree angle, oh no, it was a rock wall.

"That's it, I know I didn't teach you anything, old man, I learned magic at the age of fourteen, went out at the age of eighteen, and was already a senior magician when I was forty years old, I felt that I was still young and was not in a hurry to find an apprentice, and at the age of one hundred I had already broken through the demon scholar and became a legendary mage, at that time I was a little young and vigorous, and I did a series of things, and was chased and killed by the whole continent, and then I was forced to flee to this valley for refuge, and I didn't bring an apprentice, so you should be angry with me, and I am not a qualified master, but you kid is still competitive, only thirteen years old to have such an achievement, it is a genius of the world, old man, I know that my limit is coming, but before you die, it is safe to accept you, an unlucky apprentice, and it is safe to die. Laplace spoke, his voice hoarse, and he whimpered.

"Old man, I've been in retreat and cultivating for the past few years, and I still don't want to die, thinking if I can make a breakthrough in the last period of time, but it seems that it's just delusional, I've suffered you in the past few years, and I basically didn't teach you anything even though I was your master. At this point, Laplace couldn't go on, and a few drops of liquid fell onto the rock beneath his feet.

"That's it, that's it, there's still a year anyway, don't worry, wake up from your dream, you can leave tomorrow, tonight our master and apprentice have a good night's drink, don't get drunk and don't return." I hid good wine under the tree, the Son of Heaven smiled, this is the best wine in the entire Jingde Continent, I was just curious, so I stole some of it, but then a series of things happened and I didn't find anyone to talk about the wine, today you will accompany the master this time. After Laplace said this, he turned and walked away, unwilling to let the dream wake up and see him in tears.

"Well, teacher, I'll drink with you tonight. Laplace woke up as he walked to the entrance of the cave and said, "Tonight my teacher and I will not get drunk. ”

Laplace, who walked to the door, paused slightly, "Okay, don't get drunk and don't go home." With that, he got up and flew away, and the tears couldn't be stopped, like stars, falling behind him.

"Okay, don't get drunk and don't go home. The dreamer, who was watching from the shadow of the cave, muttered quietly, for some reason, his eyes were already red, and a drop of crystal liquid slid down his cheek and landed in the rock.