The power of Douluo's spell

Because today's course content is very small and very simple, and also because Oscar and Xia Yu have both been promoted to level 30.

In short, before noon arrived, everyone in Shrek was already idle. It can't be said that there is nothing to do. After all, I am going on a long trip tomorrow and I still need to prepare.

Xiao Wu took Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong to Soto City for who knows what.

Although she was shocked by Ning Rongrong's true expression of love as if she were a demon king yesterday, after Xia Yu's fuss, Xiao Wu only sighed at Ning Rongrong's true face, and did not express his feelings towards Ning Rongrong like Dai Mobai Oscar did. Rongrong was extremely disappointed.

Xiao Wu is still willing to get along with Ning Rongrong, after all, who is not a little devil. When I became the Demon King, you, Ning Rongrong, were not born yet.

As for Ning Rongrong, what she experienced yesterday is that she is not as good as Dai Mobai, not as good as Xia Yu, not as good as Zhu Zhuqing in the same gender, not as good as Oscar in the same profession.

Last night, I couldn't help being ridiculed by Dai Mobai, and even turned into a frog by Xia Yu and left to hang out all night. In the morning, I learned that Xia Yu, who was born the weakest, and Oscar, who was looked down upon by me in the same profession, were both already at level 30.

Ning Rongrong felt that everything she was proud of had been torn to pieces by reality.

As for the only origin worth showing off...it doesn't seem to work in front of the prince of the Star Luo Empire.

Therefore, Ning Rongrong felt unwilling from the bottom of her heart. Maybe it was vanity, or maybe she had really grown up.

In short, no matter what it was, Ning Rongrong decided to stay. As the daughter of a sect leader, Ning Rongrong's IQ is not low.

Ning Rongrong could still distinguish between the false friendship between peers in the sect and the true emotions between peers in Shrek.

Isn't this what I was pursuing after escaping from the sect?

As for the Shrek boys, they should sleep when they should, practice when they should practice, and purge the fire when they should.

In short, everyone has their own arrangements. Didn't you listen to what Flanders said? You need to adjust your status.

On the official road from Notting City to Star Dou Forest, a carriage was driving slowly.

"Tailon! Why haven't you arrived at Soto City yet?" Dad shouted irritably.

"Sir, I think we are lost." Tai Long looked at the growing number of trees around him and the gradually disappearing official road. He replied somewhat helplessly.

"Nonsense! We followed the map, and the map cannot be wrong. You must have fallen asleep on the road and ran in the wrong direction."

After hearing what his father said, Tai Long was helpless as usual. Originally, Tailong was planning to let a groom who was familiar with the road lead the way, but for some reason, his husband insisted on setting up the carriage himself.

If the horsemen in the city had led the way, Tai Long and the others would have arrived at Soto City long ago, and there would be no need to run aimlessly on this road that leads to nowhere.

Thinking of this, even the good-tempered Tai Long couldn't help but mutter: "If there is a groom..."

However, thinking of his father's temper, Tai Long quickly shut up, but his father still heard him.

Snapped!

He gave Tai Long a violent shudder: "Are you questioning dad's decision? No! Then drive well!"

"Oh, I held the map upside down. Turn around and turn left."

Dad turned the map and directed Tyrone.

In a deep palace, standing on the golden throne at the end of the palace, the Holy Master is dragging his head with one hand and closing his eyes to rest.

In front of the Holy Lord, an open book lay quietly on the dragon table in front of the Holy Lord. A feather was scratching on the blank page, not knowing what it was recording.

The strange thing is that the quill moves on its own without anyone holding it, as if it has its own consciousness.

After an unknown amount of time, the quill stopped, came to the side of the book, and lay down on its own.

The Holy Lord also opened his scarlet eyes.

“My memory is getting blurry, and I have almost forgotten things that happened so long ago.

"Or is this all the price you have to pay for coming to this world at that time?

"It seems we have to speed up the plan to recover the charm."

Exploring long-standing memories is always accompanied by deep pain, after all, occasionally some shocking and unpleasant images flash through your mind.

The Holy Master rubbed his head with a headache. Looking at the dragon case, only half of the books were recorded. The Holy Lord raised his dragon claw and waved it lightly, and the dragon case, books, and quills all disappeared, as if they had never appeared.

"It's been so long, why is there no news about the talisman?" Looking at the empty hall, the Holy Master said to himself impatiently.

He raised a dragon claw and tapped it rhythmically on the armrest.

Then the rhythm gradually accelerated, and the Holy Lord's mood gradually became irritable.

"That's enough! Shut up you bastards! I will let you out, but I need a little time! Besides, there are gods in this world. Although they don't make me feel as good as those bastards back then, but now I also It’s hard to let you out right under their noses.”

"I said I'm working hard to regain my strength! Can you guys shut up!"

"That's enough! I'll find the next spell myself. Anyway, I haven't moved my body for a long time. Proper exercise is still necessary."

After talking to himself, the Holy Lord stood up, came to the secret door on the side, and walked in.

"Although the spell tracker has been taken away, I still have other ways to find the next spell."

Behind the secret door, there were many people from the Shadow Corps busy.

The room was surrounded by bookshelves, and in the middle was a round tripod with three legs and two ears. There is a lot of unknown blue-purple viscous liquid in the cauldron, which is boiling.

"I hope that loser doesn't know when he will get the next talisman. Those bastards are also urging me to death, so I can only use some extraordinary means."

The Holy Lord came to the side of the round tripod with three legs and two ears, took a hammer from the hand of the shadow warrior on the side, and knocked on his finger.

A small piece of stone fell off from where it was knocked and fell into the unknown liquid.

With the addition of stones, a strong light suddenly erupted from the large mouth of the three-legged and two-eared round tripod.

The strong light went away as quickly as it came. When the strong light receded, the liquid in the three-legged and two-eared round cauldron also turned black and blue, and a black smoke rose from the cauldron.

Black smoke floated in the air, forming a big smoke ring.

In the big smoke ring, a light curtain suddenly appeared.

The Holy Master quietly looked at the picture in the light curtain, and then walked out of the secret room without saying a word.

After the Holy Lord left, the shadow troops in the secret room also restored the things, and then sank into the shadows.

In the secret room, only the smoke ring in the middle was still lit.

The light screen in the middle of the smoke ring was playing a spirit beast that looked like a horse running at a very fast speed.

Behind the horse-shaped soul beast is a dense forest. Through the gaps in the dense forest, it seems that you can see the sparkling water.

If you look carefully, you can faintly see a huge black figure in the water through the gaps in the woods, saying something to the huge black figure on the shore.