Chapter Twenty-Three: The Fish Lady and the Shopkeeper
"Master, don't you want frost. Frost said with a sob.
Although Lizong had some doubts, why did this little guy cry all of a sudden?
"Frost felt so dark in that room, really dark, and I was scared. She slowly squatted down and picked up her petite body, and said.
Luo Cicada was stunned for a moment, shook her head and smiled: "Granny Yu only studies dark magic, not dark magic. β
Lizong sighed, knocked on Shuang'er's head, and said with a smile: "If those beasts beat your idea, they will be destroyed." β
Luo Cicada heard Lizong's domineering but obviously illogical words, but subconsciously believed it, but when she thought about it rationally again, she couldn't help laughing, although she felt that Lizong had indeed become different, and even really strong, but if she wanted to destroy the Witch Sect that was deeply rooted in the Tianyu Sacred Domain, where was it so easy, there were demon-level wizards in charge, in addition, not only the location of the Witch Sect was unknown, but the water in it was even deeper and outrageous, otherwise, how could the Tianyu Stigmata Great Magician tolerate them to act casuallyοΌ
Lizong didn't pay attention to the changing face of the cicada, just squatted down to wipe the tears from the corners of Shuang'er's eyes, and said, "No matter what, I won't abandon you." Lizong's eyes were filled with sadness and firmness, and he continued: "I will never make the same mistake twice!"
Shuang'er's pair of cherry-red eyes looked firmly at Lizong and said, "I believe in the master!"
"Let's go, let's go see the fish mother-in-law. β
"Good. The cicada replied.
Lizong led Shuang'er and followed the cicada into the room, it was deserted, only rows of bookshelves with ancient yellowing scrolls or secretaries, and there was no light in the room, only two stoves were releasing light and heat. Lizong walked in, only to see a few magic apprentice-like people writing something, Lizong was a little puzzled in his heart, knowing that a wicked laugh sounded behind him: "Boom, the cicada is coming?"
Shuang'er trembled, and her words trembled: "Master......" She held Lizong's hand tightly, as if this was the only way to make her feel at ease.
Lizong turned back at the sound and saw an old lady with a stiff back, her face was full of wrinkles, and a black zhi grew at the corner of her mouth, and her grinning mouth was full of yellow teeth, and a large number of black spots were attached to it, like a moldy cake.
"This little guy is good. The old lady was hoarse, and she stretched out her hand to touch the frost. β
Lizong's face was slightly cold, and he stretched out his hand to block the old lady's hand that was as dry as the bark of a tree, and said, "This is my elf, and according to the laws of the human race, other magicians cannot have any extralingual contact with it. β
Granny Yu glanced at Lizong's cold eyes and chuckled, "Have you signed a soul contract?"
Hearing this, Lizong's face changed slightly, and he forgot that the elf protection agreement had not yet appeared, and the laws of the human race were not like this, "Shuang'er, he doesn't like you, and I, as the master, should stop it." What's more, if you want to do something wrong, you can give it a try. Saying this, Lizong released a trace of murderous aura and said coldly.
Granny Yu's withered face showed a hint of surprise, and then smiled: "Excuse me, are you guilty?"
"I don't know. Lizong said with a smile, playing a mental war with him, I don't know how many times worse, if it was an ordinary sixteen-year-old boy who came here, he would already be scared stupid. But the problem is, how could he, who used to be a teacher, not know that if this Granny Yu really wanted to teach him a lesson, she wouldn't say so much nonsense.
"That's right, it's Liulixiang, it's ......" The cicada walked over and wanted to divert the topic.
"Oh!" Granny Yu snatched the bag of spices away at a speed that she couldn't even see, opened it casually and looked at it carefully, grinning, revealing her mutilated yellow teeth. Then he threw it directly into the furnace, and immediately a purple flame came out of the furnace, emitting bursts of fragrance.
Granny Yu took a deep breath, and then smiled unhurriedly: "Boy, I admit that you are very unusual, but you must know that you are in awe." Your cultivation is so low, it is impossible for you to be my opponent, even when you reach my current level, you will not be my opponent, and at that time, I will be stronger. After speaking, she instantly released the coercion of a two-dimensional creature.
Shuang'er, who was originally hiding behind Lizong, resisted the coercion and walked forward, looking like he had forgotten his life.
"But I've participated in the Witch Soul Ritual before, otherwise how could you answer the level of the Soul Seal Mage. Lizong was not afraid of the sudden attack of the soul seal, and said.
Hearing this, the originally imposing Granny Yu instantly became like a deflated balloon, she glanced at Shuang'er with a guarded face, and said with a wry smile: "You are leaving the sect, Professor Yan's eyes are still so vicious." Speaking of this, Granny Yu looked at Lizong's eyes again and continued, "I doubt that you in the magic portrait are your ......"
Lizong smiled: "Of course. β
"Okay, well, then ......" The old lady's cloudy eyes rolled, "Hehe, the most reward, what do you think of this." Out of nowhere, he pulled out a long, delicate box, which looked like a high-end product. She opened the box, and inside was a staff about five feet long, carved with curved patterns, and a blue gem on the head of the body emitted a blue glow in the light of the fire.
"This is made from the roots of the Ghost Whisker Tree, and the head is carved from ordinary crystal, which strengthens all elemental magic. The old lady put her cane on Lizong's hand. Li Zong weighed it for a moment, shook his head and said, "This quality is too poor." β
"This is the best staff in our shop, and if it is sold normally, it will cost at least 30 magic crystals. The old lady stretched out three fingers and smiled.
Lizong shook his head, no way, this thing is too rubbish, and then asked: "Is there an amethyst here, not a blue crystal." β
"Do you want a magic wand or a ......?"
"Crystals are fine. β
"Wait, wait. β
I saw that the rickety old woman flicked her fingers, and the drawer on the wall flew out in an instant, and she took out a fist-sized purple crystal from it, and stretched out five fingers: "Fifteen magic stones." β
The corners of Lizong's mouth twitched slightly, this is to kill me, but he really didn't want to have anything to do with this old woman, so he directly threw out a bag, exactly fifteen magic stones, no more, no less.
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The fog at night is getting bigger and bigger, and I can't see the road ahead, and the streets that were once familiar are now full of unknowns.
The cicada looked at the tall and short figures walking towards the depths of the mist, and couldn't help but ask himself, is it necessary to say anything about the Nether Fruit. Ordinary people can't get it. Although, she had a feeling that the sect was not an ordinary person, but ......
She couldn't help but sigh slightly as she watched her move away from the sect and finally disappear into the reddish mist illuminated by the oil lamps on the side of the road.