[No CP] Monster Race Growth Daily

What is "emotional loss"?

A few days have passed since that conversation, and Bu Shengyao has never figured out what a lost emotion is.After all, judging from the past few months of getting along, Lu Ren's performance is still very normal.

Bu Shengyao snorted and sat cross-legged on the bed.

Really, if he didn't feel that there was something unfinished and he had to stay here for a while, he wouldn't bother talking to Lu Ren any more.

Bu Shengyao picked up the small pole beside him, stretched it forward and lifted up a little curtain.

Through that little gap, he saw a woman, Shi Shiran, who was leading an unknown alchemy creature out for a walk, walked through the public garden, and when passing by a few tall trees, the woman glanced casually in the direction of Bu Shengyao's room.

Bu Shengyao didn't put down the raised curtains in a panic, but waited motionless for the woman to pass by.

Sure enough, the woman didn't notice anything unusual, but left just like a few days ago.

Bu Shengyao sighed, put down the curtains, and threw the pole casually: "It's really annoying..."

This person has been here for a week in a row. If he hadn't accidentally met this lady at the Earl's Mansion before, and later confirmed her identity through her whereabouts, he would never have thought that a strange neighbor he had never met would come to spy on him. people.

Did Lu Ren ask himself to send something to the Earl's Mansion that day?Since that day, more and more people have come here to wander around.

Not to mention that such a person has been divided into several groups!

Bu Shengyao scratched his head irritably, and after scratching, he remembered that he still had amnesia.

"Ahhhhhhhh - I just want to be a salted fish for eating, drinking and having fun, is it so difficult?!"

After he finished speaking, he remembered that when he supported Lu Ren to take the alchemist exam, it was for this purpose. He didn't expect that things would turn from silly, white, sweet and difficult city survival to the conspiracy theory soul exchange channel.

"With his status, he can't pass any exams... I'm still worried about him." Bu Shengyao curled his lips: "The reason why he dressed so strangely in the exam before is to cover up his identity."

Thinking about it now, if it is just to make people who know Lu Ren's current body unrecognizable, then the eye-catching contrasting outfit is indeed very effective.

This superficial calm did not last long. On a drizzly afternoon, a golden bird landed on the balcony of their living room.

The bird was combing its wet feathers after entering the window, looking like a real bird.

Bu Shengyao happened to come down to get his afternoon tea. After seeing it, he looked at it for a long time, and finally asked, "Are you still raising small animals?"

Lu Ren explained: "This is the machine I made, and this kind of life can be made with gold wire and graphite."

After a while, the bird straightened its feathers and jumped to Lu Ren's finger to rub against it.Lu Ren touched the bird's head with his fingertips, and the bird raised its left wing, and a small paper roll fell out from it.

Lu Ren unwrapped the scroll, unfolded it, and stopped Bu Shengyao after reading it: "Don't go upstairs, we're going to the Nettle Garden."

Bu Shengyao was not interested in what he was going to do at all, and was going upstairs, when he heard that his footsteps stopped for a while, he turned around and said, "What are you going to do?"

Lu Ren didn't think Bu Shengyao would reject his proposal at all: "This plan has already achieved results, don't you want to see it?"

Bu Shengyao: "I don't want to see it."

After he finished speaking, he went upstairs without looking back, as if he wasn't the one who was curious about the secret before.

This choice completely exceeded Lu Ren's previous expectations. He fixedly annotated the stairs that Bu Shengyao left, until the singing of the golden bird woke him up.

"It seems that this child still doesn't mean to forgive me."

At twelve o'clock at noon, the square in front of the nettle courtyard.

Of course, there are not only nobles at the level of Earl Sizemore in this alchemy city. In fact, the nobles here can be regarded as the place where the most nobles gather in the entire witch clan-even the king city can't compare. many.

Because this is the hope of the witch clan and the holy city of all alchemists.

For those aristocrats, this is the hotbed where the best talents are born.

Whether it's investment recruitment or simply taking people under his command, it's a good choice.

As for the one with the highest status, it is naturally the younger sister of the Wu Clan Emperor, the present Duke Mandelera.

But her current status is not only because of His Majesty the Emperor, but because she is not only a duke, she is also the chief disciple of His Excellency Celta Duke.

Mandelera's strength is only one step away from that of a master alchemist.

The solid wood-colored carriage has a simple magic mark engraved on the iron lock. Although the horse pulling the carriage is not a famous horse, it looks very energetic, and it pulls the carriage fast and steadily with a radiant look.

It was such a simple carriage that stopped at the side door of the Nettle Courtyard. No one would have thought that the Duke was sitting here, and he was still sitting in a serious manner.

Mandelera straightened her skirt for the third time, and asked the waitress sitting opposite with some anxiety: "Aini, have I used up my makeup?"

Her maid answered her seriously: "Your Excellency, if your forehead can stop sweating, your makeup won't be worn out."

Mandelella appeared more demure, a sign of her usual nervousness: "I can't do it, Ernie dear."

Soon she saw what she wanted to see: "Aini!"

Ainaya had to remind Her Excellency the Duke: "Your Highness, relax, relax."

Mandelella took a deep breath: "Let's go!"

Almost silently, their carriage drove into the nettle yard.

From this point of view, this carriage is by no means an ordinary carriage, but a delicate alchemy instrument that rotates magic power.

Mandelera, who made the car, got off the car with a guilty conscience, and waited for that person in front of the research tower of Nettle Garden.

But different from what she expected, soon some students found her and told her a message: "Are you Your Excellency the Duke? Your Excellency the Dean is at the Guangwen Tower."

Light, Light Wen Tower?

Mandelera felt even more guilty, she didn't even sit in the carriage, and trotted all the way with Ainaya, no matter how many people she surprised along the way.

Soon Mandelera met the person she wanted to meet in Guangwen Tower, her teacher, master alchemist Celta Duke.

As soon as we met, she said a series of words directly: "I'm sorry, teacher, I didn't finish the homework under your guidance on time, and I didn't come to see you at the first time when it was time to hand in the results. I haven't participated in this assessment, please. Don't be angry and don't add my punishment, but if you want to punish me, I have no problem!"

After she finished speaking, she bowed abruptly, not even knowing what she just said.

When no one called her over for a long time, her heart trembled.

It’s over.

The author has something to say:

The first day back to school during the holiday... Friends who live on campus, are you still happy?

And tomorrow I must remember to go to school when I should go to school, and go to work when I should go to work (sad)