Figure Wang Zhongwang

Chapter 224 Two Good Allies

Fire creates life.

The light of the sun is the light of the fire.

Among magic, fire magic is the most common.

Henry Dracula's flaming broadsword was also more than three meters long, and the head-on collision with Hu Xiaoluo made him feel numb in the tiger's mouth, and the true energy in his body surged.

The same goes for Hu Xiaoluo.

This is the first tough opponent he has encountered since his debut.

"Sure enough, there are two strokes! You take my first knife, and I will save you from death!
There are still two knives, do you dare to take it again? "

Hu Xiaoluo put the knife behind her back and said lightly.

"Why don't you dare? Let's go out and fight!"

Henry Dracula saw a room filled with people, and he didn't want to hurt them any more.

"Okay! Have some backbone!"

After Hu Xiaoluo finished speaking, he flew out of the building.

"Master Holy Master! You have to be careful!"

Dean Gregory hoped that the two of them would go as far as possible, so he still had to express it verbally.

"Don't come here, I will be fine!"

After Henry Dracula finished speaking, a pair of red wings stretched out from behind, flapped lightly, and disappeared.

At an altitude of [-] meters in New York City, two people faced each other ten meters apart.

Hu Xiaoluo sneered disdainfully at Henry Dracula's wings.

Not too cumbersome?
Why do we need to rely on foreign objects to control air flying?
In terms of skills, magic has fallen behind.

Although Hu Xiaoluo knew that these wings were transformed using vitality.

"Who the hell are you? Why did you destroy my coronation ceremony?"

Henry Dracula said with a smile while holding the fire knife in both hands.

Maintaining grace was an innate habit for Henry Dracula, who was born in a British aristocracy.

"My name is Hu Xiaoluo, and I come from Huaguo. My goal is to become the strongest person on Earth, in other words, the world's hegemon."

Behind Hu Xiaoluo's back with one hand, the black knife stood tall behind his back, like a banner, majestic and majestic.

Domineering!
There is also an alternative calm demeanor.

"You are indeed very strong. I would also like to make friends with you. But if you want my source of life, I'm afraid you still can't."

Henry Dracula said calmly.

"Really? A dead person is not qualified to say whether it is okay or not."

Hu Xiaoluo raised his eyebrows and his eyes became sharp.

"Wait a minute! Mr. Hu, you came to me only for the source of my life.

But the source of life is the holy artifact bestowed on me by our demon god.You may be able to beat me, but you still won't get what you want.

Because I died, or blew myself up, the source of life also disappeared.

This is the sacred object of our magicians, and it must never fall into the hands of others. "

Henry Dracula saw Hu Xiaoluo swinging the black giant knife, and hurriedly said the above words.

To be honest, Henry Dracula knew that he couldn't handle the opponent's second blow.

But in the auditorium, he couldn't show weakness. After all, he was the Holy Master and wanted to save face.

"Huh? Since I'm here, I must get what I want.

If I can't get it, then destroy it! "

Hu Xiaoluo said coldly.

His eyes flickered, and the black knife was raised high again.

"Slow! Slow! Mr. Hu, there are many solutions to the matter, it doesn't have to be life or death!"

Henry Dracula said hurriedly.

"You old boy! Hit if you want, why are you talking so much nonsense?"

Hu Xiaoluo said with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Play tricks with me?
Your IQ is not enough!

"Mr. Hu, everyone understands the current situation, and it's all about entering the Two-dimensional world as soon as possible.

You are strong, but you are still a human being.

Don't you want to have a few more allies?"

Henry Dracula said with a fox-like smile on his face.

His young face had this century-old fox smile, which looked very strange.

"Sure enough, old fox! But I like smart people! So what do you mean..."

Hu Xiaoluo crossed his arms over his chest, put away the black sword, and said with a smile.

Who wants to work hard when they can solve problems without fighting?
Hu Xiaoluo saw the calm look on the Holy Master's face, and knew that even if he could kill him, he would have to pay the price.

It really is an old fox that has lived for hundreds of years!

"What I mean is very simple. You and I form an alliance. Of course, you are the leader. You can call upon the resources of our Magic Academy.

Of course, any major event in our School of Magic also needs your protection. "

Henry Dracula said calmly.

"Sounds like the best of both worlds. I take your suggestion!"

Hu Xiaoluo smiled and stretched out her right palm.

Henry Dracula also extended his right palm.

The two approached, clapping and forming an alliance!
"Since I am the leader of the alliance, then you should summon your elders and great magicians to join me in conquering those old monsters from all over the world!"

Hu Xiaoluo patted Henry Dracula on the shoulder, and said proudly.

"Okay! I have long wanted to clean up those old guys who occupy the latrine and don't shit! From now on, this world will be ours, haha!"

Henry Dracula also put his arm around Hu Xiaoluo's shoulders and patted him fiercely. In an instant, he became a good brother and a good ally.

"Hahahaha!"

The laughter of the two pierced the sky, and the planes that were constantly taking off and landing in New York City almost fell into the sea.

"What's going on here? Was it resolved peacefully?"

Dean Gregory and the elders looked at the sky, dumbfounded.

This scene was also filmed by the nano-mecha that followed Hu Xiaoluo.

Yi Zun didn't care about Hu Xiaoluo's affairs just to wait for work.

He knew that Hu Xiaoluo's ultimate goal was himself.

"Lukia, are you going to participate in the Miss Hong Kong beauty pageant?"

Seeing Rukia dressed up beautifully, one jokingly said.

"Hmph! I was the oiran of my clan back then! Those so-called Hong Kong ladies are not even worthy of carrying my shoes!"

After Rukia finished speaking, she turned around, and the printed silk miniskirt was flying, and her long legs were particularly dazzling.

"Hey Rukia, what are you dressed in now? It's December, aren't you cold? It's just a trip to Hong Kong, and you're not asked to participate in a modeling competition!"

Yuxiu was so irritated that she couldn't help but babble a few words.

Rukia hurriedly hid behind one of the statues, stuck out her tongue, and pulled down the hem of the skirt desperately.

Although she was not afraid of the cold, Rukia still wore long stockings.

In the eyes of the mistress, a girl with a skirt above her knees is a decent girl.

"Mom, I asked you to go to Hong Kong to have a look and you refused to go. Isn't now a good opportunity?"

One said to Yuxiu who was standing at the door of Qianye Yuheju.

"You are here to talk about business, not traveling, why should I cause trouble?
Besides, I will not go with you young people. "

After Yu Xiu finished speaking, he glanced at Writer Mao next to him.

"Cough cough!"

Writer Mao blushed, couldn't someone see such an obvious hint?

Yi Zun didn't seem to understand the meaning of Yu Xiu's words, he walked up to Writer Mao and whispered:
"Writer Mao, I know you are very talented. We are planning to build Weimei Building in Hong Kong this time. Where do you think is the most suitable site?"

Writer Mao closed his eyes and thought for a while and said:

"Looking at the sea, there is fresh water.

One hundred and eight floors. "

(End of this chapter)