Return of the Demon King of Another World

Knowing the shame of Ruide'an, and seeing Xi Li and Ian walking very close, he followed his little brother Brewster and complained angrily: "Why does Your Majesty blame us? Staying in the prime minister's mansion, and running out..."

"Fresnel, shut up!" Ian, who was already suffocating his stomach, immediately turned around and yelled angrily when he heard the words, and the five-year-old child was stunned by his fierce eyes.

Well, because of his extremely high talent in light magic, and because he is the real eldest grandson of the Rhett'an family, and because he is so cute, Ian has always treated him kindly and affectionately, but he has always grown up with praise and care. But Fresnel was reprimanded by Ian...Tears rolled in Fresnel's eye sockets, and the look of wanting to fall was very lovable.

Xi Li looked back, Fresnel stared back fiercely, Xi Li slightly curled his lips and turned his face back, and went to talk to Andy.

As a result, Fresnel, who was extremely unbalanced in his heart, became even more angry. He bit his lip with his fine white teeth, and grabbed a corner of his robe with his hands, but he couldn't tear it off. When he got down, Brewster, who was beside him, saw his brother crying, so he panicked even though he had no idea.

Ian actually regretted it after he finished speaking, after all, he was only five years old, right?In the past, he followed his ass, but after meeting Xi Li, he seemed to have left him in the cold... Alas, being a man is actually quite difficult.

He took two steps back, scratched his head and said, "Xi Li was brought out by me, don't you think he's talking about me? Besides, he's still your brother!"

Well, it’s fine if Ian doesn’t want to comfort him. Having said that, Fresnel’s eyes widened immediately, and tears were drawn back, “Who said he is my brother?” He raised his hand and pointed at Xi Li, and shouted, "The dark fallen are also worthy?"

"Snapped--"

"..."

Ian's hand was raised in the air and hadn't landed yet, while Wiesinger's slap print had already left clear marks on Fresnel's face.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet, and they all raised their eyes to look at the father and son.

"Uncle...Uncle..." Brewster was dumbfounded. How much Fresnel was favored in Red'an, and how much Weisinger liked this son, the whole of Red'an, no, the entire imperial capital knew about it. I didn't expect ...

Wei Singer frowned, Yan Jun's face was full of solemnity, his hands condensed light elements, and gently stroked his son's small face, until the red palm print disappeared, he said in a low voice: "Don't say such things in the future, you have the ability to practice magic well, and you can convince people when you level up."

His eyes wandered for a week, staying on Xi Li's face for a second, and then quickly moved away.

Fresnel's words have been made very clear, Xi Li is not a fool, he did not shy away from looking at Wesinger several times, his cold eyes, his exquisite face was expressionless, and his brows were frowning as if he was assessing The value is average, and finally gave Andy a hesitant to speak, and turned around.

As far as father is concerned, it is enough to know, but it is only from mother's perspective...he does not comment.

Lu Fasha's heart fell slowly along with Xi Li's "indifference" towards his father. Mira has not accepted him until now, just because Xi Li's attitude towards Wiesinger is still unclear, and now this is considered a success Half of it.

Everyone has maintained this strangely quiet atmosphere until they arrived at the palace hall, and they were relieved only after seeing Emperor Edwin.

To be honest, Xi Li's child is only six years old, how can he be so calm?That's his real father!The biological father who abandoned their mother and child!Had a hard fight with him before, didn't you?Shouldn't you rush up and ask loudly why you are making jokes?

For a moment, the adults and children who couldn't figure it out looked at Xi Li's thin back with a little distress, this child is not simple!

Above the main hall, the majestic Emperor Edwin sat on the throne. There was no joy or anger on his serious face, which only made people feel uneasy.

The prime minister, Morfa, stood aside. He held the prime minister's scepter and stroked his beard with one hand. His expression was gentler, but he frowned slightly as he watched these troublemakers enter the hall.

Of course, on the other side of the king is the current patriarch Neumann of Ruidean, the eighth-level magister of light, who is close to the holy level. He is not standing like Morfa, but sitting on the throne, just waiting for others After they all came in, he also stood up immediately, wandering for a week between the clean and uninjured magician and the bandaged knight with uncertain eyes, and finally squinted his eyes and gave Weisinger a cold look.

After Ian entered the hall, he became very well-behaved, bowed his head and followed the crowd to salute Emperor Edwin.

"You two are really good. The time is well chosen, and the location is nothing to say. The archbishop in red has just praised you for your bravery and invincibility. I believe His Majesty the God King will appreciate you very much, huh?" Emperor Edwin The tone is brisk, relaxed, with faint excitement, as if the bottom is really the warriors who have just returned from an expedition to the darkness. Of course, the premise is to ignore the expressionless face and the last rising note.

"..."

There was silence underneath, and the prime minister and Patriarch Ruide'an, who were still standing, could not help but bow their heads deeply to plead guilty.

"Oh, did you play comfortably? I heard that the trading ground was also turned into ruins thanks to everyone's efforts. It's really good. Why didn't I know you have this ability?" Emperor Edwin's tone was cold, shaking the panic underneath. , especially that sharp gaze kept sweeping towards Ruide'an.

Wiesinger stared at his father Neumann and knew that something was wrong. It stands to reason that the cause of the incident was that Ian took Xi Li out of the prime minister's mansion, and then a series of consequences would arise. At most, Ruidean was just a fight crimes.Moreover, although Emperor Edwin never took any action against the dark fallen in the face of Prime Minister Morfa, Kendia yearns for the light, especially the royal family hates the darkness...

Until he secretly turned his head and found...Ruide'an's house was too tidy and clean. The magicians even arranged their hair meticulously, and they didn't seem to have caused any damage at all. The knights who seemed to be unable to straighten their waists on their companions were much better.

People sympathize with the weak. If the light mage can heal himself, why doesn't he have sympathy to heal the other party?The most important thing is that those knights had followed Edwin the Great back then, so beating a dog depends on the owner, right?

For a moment, Wiesinger looked at those knights who were groaning dryly, not bleeding or sweating, and their expressions were not bad, and felt cold sweat dripping down his back.

It is definitely not accidental that Morfa, a prime minister with no foundation, can stand undefeated in the court.

Emperor Edwin knew about this situation, but there was nothing he could do about it if he was biased. Although Mira was not his daughter, she was still treated like a half-princess, right?Although the birth of the Dark Fallen is surprising, abandoning his wife is abhorrent.Especially the little boy Xili who stood quietly by the side, whose outstanding appearance and polite demeanor can make people fall in love with him at a glance.

Patriarch Ruide'an, who has been with the monarch all year round, can naturally feel the change in Emperor Edwin's mentality, and cursed secretly at the eldest son in his heart, but he still has to respectfully stand up and divert his attention: "Your Majesty, the Seven Petal Flower Trading Market All the items traded here are precious items. In order to prevent criminals from snatching and stealing, their own magic and physical defense is extremely high, which cannot be broken by ordinary magicians or warriors. , do not have this power."

This is true, Emperor Edwin also nodded, and the Red Clothes Archbishop of the Church of Light also specifically mentioned to him that a strong man who can destroy the trading field in an instant must at least have the strength of an eighth-level great magister. Fortunately, however, the remaining magic breath is not black magic or the power of darkness.

"Do you know what's going on?"

Compared to punishing them, it is obvious that the great emperor wants to know this strong man more.

But as soon as this was mentioned, no matter whether it was Morfa or Red'an, the expressions on their faces froze for an instant, followed by a strange silence.

At first...

When the super-enhanced version of the big fireball flew towards that side, everyone knew something was wrong, and regardless of Siri Morfa, Prince Ian stayed there to catch up with the big fireball head-on.

Screaming, panicking, and roaring for a while, all the scuffle teams stopped their work one after another, and stared at that side. ...Then...the mysterious blond boy stretched out his hand. Everyone still remembers that it was a hand that was perfect as a work of art, as if it could be broken easily with a little force...and held the big fireball.

That's right, he held it, and the ferocious fireball glowing red and scorching the air obediently stayed in his hand.

At that moment, the boy reflected the golden and reddish light, and it looked like a god descended, which made people feel the urge to worship.But... the next second, the deity immediately turned into a devil, only to see that the young man smiled, and looked at the fireball in his hand and let out a soft sneer, so the fireball that kept itself in place seemed to be injected with a large amount of fire elements in an instant It expanded ten times, and the fiery red light covered all the gold. Accompanied by the scorching temperature, it was so dazzling that people couldn't open their eyes.

There was a huge roar, and when people opened their eyes, they looked up and saw white clouds drifting past in the sky... The only thing they can be thankful for is that everyone is alive, but the young man is gone, and the little goblin is also gone.

……

"So, the only one who knows is... Xili Morfa?"

Xili was called by name, he looked up at Emperor Edwin, without nodding or shaking his head, his eyes fell on the face of the prime minister who had stopped stroking his beard, Morfa nodded slightly at him, so he said lightly : "Big brother told me that his name is Will Turner."

There is no reason for such a powerful boy not to be known to the world. Neumann frowned and recalled the name in his mind. Unfortunately, there are too many people named Will in the world. Turner...is not a well-known surname, you know too little information.

"No more?" he asked.

Xi Li glanced at Neumann. If he was right, this person should be called Grandpa. Thinking about it this way feels weird for some reason.

"That little..." Qin Mu said that it wasn't called a goblin, but he didn't say what it was. "The little thing that can talk and fly is called Amidell."

No one knew about Amidell. Neumann shook his head and wanted to ask more questions, but Xili closed his mouth and lowered his eyes as if he only knew this.

Children, that's all they can know.

It's just that Xi Li didn't say anything, the boy whispered in his ear when he was leaving, that he would come to find him in two days.

However, this is a secret, he doesn't want to say it.

The author has something to say: Mouyao is in slow motion, and the speed of this progress makes me feel ashamed...

☆、A penny stumps a hero

In the end, Emperor Edwin, who couldn't ask anything, had to give up.

However, because the impact of the fight between these two families is really serious, the emperor is not polite. Whether it is Ruide'an or Morfa, whoever is involved in the fight will be confined to their respective residences for a month to reflect. The compensation, as well as the treatment costs for the innocent and injured people will be shared by the two parties.

This punishment is actually quite humane, and the Ruidean family seemed very satisfied, so they directly saluted and thanked them.

But... Morfa's side...

I saw that the Prime Minister, who was smiling slightly from the beginning to the end, and frowning at most, the moment he heard the decree, the hand stroking his beard suddenly pulled a handful of beard.

Xi Li blinked his eyes and looked at his grandfather sympathetically, feeling that it must be very painful, not only his face but also his heart, he knew how precious his beard was, but why did he suddenly pull out his beard?

Emperor Edwin nodded. Since he still had something important to do, he left the hall with Ian. Before he left, the warning eyes of the two heads of the family, who were smiling but not smiling, stayed for several seconds. bell.

Now there are only these two families left in the main hall.

At this time, Neumann Redian came over and greeted Morfa with a smile: "Master Prime Minister, do you need help?"

"..." Morfa put the beard in his hand into his pocket, raised his face and smiled, anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is a typical smile, "Thank you, Lord Duke, for your concern. , but not needed for now.”

As soon as Prime Minister Morfa finished speaking, Xi Li felt that the knight uncles behind him took a collective breath. When he and Andy, who didn't know why, turned around, the bandaged knights all smiled at them sleepily. Laughing, so Xi Li was even more inexplicable.

"That couldn't be better, my lord prime minister, I'll take my leave first." Neumann deepened his smile, not knowing what satisfied him, and led Rid'an out of the hall in a big and big way, but when he stepped out of the gate At this moment, the Patriarch of Ruide'an turned around again, looked at the ignorant Xi Li, and added: "If necessary, you are welcome, Mr. Prime Minister."

After finishing speaking, the figures of Ruide'an's family completely disappeared in the hall.

Morfa only felt a pain in his jaw. Looking down at the few beard hairs in his hand, he was inexplicably upset. Looking at the knights who were no longer ready to pretend and had healthy limbs and moved freely, he sighed deeply.

"My lord..." Lu Fasha called out, but Morfa waved his hand and interrupted him, "I'll talk about it when I go back, and let me reflect on it."

As soon as she returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion, Mira, who had already received the news, hurried out and hugged Xi Li, looking left and right, until her precious son was not hurt in any way, then she let go of the big stone in her heart.Just looking at Xili's slightly pale face and Lufashan's hesitant expression, she asked hesitantly, "You... know everything?"

"Mother is referring to the fallen man of darkness or father?" Xi Li asked, looking into Mira's restless eyes.

The son is so direct, and that delicate little face is still calm like a child, as if he is talking about things that have nothing to do with him. Mira really doesn't know what kind of expression she should show, and it has been making her very irritable recently. My son's secret, but the words are calm.

"You know?" Mira neither cried nor laughed, and could only ask blankly, "Is there anything you want to tell mom? Your father..."

"Is that Fresnel's father?" Xi Li nodded, but Weisinger's name is really unknown.

"kindness."

Xi Li shook his head, "You should choose Lu Fasha."

Well, my son completely disliked that. Mira felt relieved but also disappointed at the same time, always lingering in her heart, looking at Xili and Rufasa with very complicated expressions for a while.

Xili's problem was solved, and Mira finally breathed a sigh of relief, but when Prime Minister Morfa spoke out the will of Emperor Edwin, her daughter's face that was finally relieved was immediately clouded.

"What did you say?" Mira screamed, "The exchange has been turned into ruins and we need to pay for it?"

Prime Minister Morfa nodded helplessly, "We are half of the Rhett'an family."

After finishing speaking, those knights who were still bragging about how many Redian mages they had beaten shut their mouths in an instant, and each of them lowered their heads in embarrassment, their eyes swaying from side to side, and Lufasa was embarrassed to look at Mira. Blackened face.

"Half of the family..." Mira sneered, "How could his family, which has been in Ruide for nearly a thousand years, care about that little compensation, but father, do you want us to sell everything?"

"This..." Prime Minister Morfa kept stroking his thin beard, as if he was about to pluck out the last few beards, and finally sighed helplessly under Mira's gloomy face, "Both of us will fight together, Responsibility is naturally half and half, Mira..."

"Fart! If those guys didn't laugh at Xi Li, would they do it! That bastard Weisinger actually watched Xi Li being bullied, and dared to do it! Ruidean, Ruidean, why didn't you just kill him?" Those scum..."

Mila, who had lost all her ladylike demeanor and was already swearing, suddenly stopped talking. She saw her son sitting quietly on the side. Although the expression on Xi Li's face did not change, but she asked the child to look back at those unbearable scenes. What did she do? Mother's dereliction of duty.

It was the first time for Xili here to discover such a violent side of her mother, and she felt very fresh and kind for a while.Although the verbal abuse and criticism in the morning once made him flustered and confused, but for some reason, since meeting Will Turner, he no longer cares about those things he doesn't like, which is really strange to say.

"Xili?" Prime Minister Morfa noticed his grandson's absence, and asked a little worriedly. Now all eyes were focused on him, and the full of concern inside made him feel extraordinarily warm.

"It's okay, grandpa." He shook his head, showing a smile, two shallow dimples formed on his quiet face, very cute, looking at the bewildered Mila with clear and innocent blue eyes, he asked: "Mom , is there a lot of compensation?"

The immature and curious voice immediately brought out the top question of the Morfa family, and the expressions of the knights became salty again. The so-called penny beats the hero, and he was very discouraged when he was fighting in full swing. Now he has to figure out where to go Sell ​​yourself and pay back the money.

Oh, why don't you bear it more?It’s also good to call after leaving the exchange, where not only the buildings but also the traded items are priceless, regret, regret... I’m almost apologizing with death, if the premise is useful.

Mira took a deep breath, and when she opened her eyes again, she returned to the dignified lady's appearance, touched her son's little head and said, "It's a lot, but it's not something you should worry about. You're tired today, you and Andy go back and get some rest."

Xi Li was very obedient, nodded and stood up to leave, followed by Andy.

After waiting for her son's figure for an hour, Mira's face became cloudy again, "Now, heroes, please use your flour to paste your brains, and think about where to dig the treasure from!"

All the knights: "..."

In fact, if they asked Xi Li a little more, they would know that the last saboteur would pay a visit in a few days. He is really a rich master...

In the Principality of Selous in the north, on the top of a high mountain in Blackstone City stands a huge castle named Blackstone Castle. This is the residence of Duke Ananga, one of the four dark devil dukes known throughout the continent.

When the world is becoming more and more bright, and the dark clan has become street rats, the four dark dukes located in the southeast, northwest, and north are still taboos of the entire light, no one touches, no one challenges, especially this Black Stone Castle , the mansion of the Duke of Ananga, who is rumored to have broken through to the god level, no, it is the former Duke of Ananga.

At this moment, the current Duke of Ananga was standing in front of the treasure house of the Blackstone Castle.

Xia Li, the butler of Blackstone Castle, slowly opened the door of the long-sealed treasure house. Wearing white gloves, with his right hand resting lightly on his left shoulder, he bowed respectfully to salute, and respectfully invited the owner of the castle to enter the exhibition room of Ananga's collection.

In Blackstone Castle, which has been passed down for tens of thousands of years, the collections collected inside are not only described as precious, but legendary. Behind each item is a story or glory that has been passed down by bards for a long time.

This is the second time Qin Mu has come to the treasure house, but this time... He squinted his eyes, and slowly swept across this unique collection showroom, everything in it exudes an extremely attractive Breath, even though he has seen the secret room collection of the Guangming Church, he can't help but feel excited.

"Xiali, these things...why didn't you show me last time?" Reluctantly withdrawing his gaze from inside, he asked the butler displeased.

Xiali raised a butler's standard smile, and replied in a deep voice, "You were not qualified at that time."

Sure enough, the feeling of being the head of the house is different, but...

"Lock it up." Qin Mu waved his hand, glanced regretfully again, and then moved away.

What the Great Demon King said back then was true. The four great dukes are indeed the overlords of the world's wealth. Throwing any thing here will shake the continent three times.

Seeing that Qin Mu didn't like anything, Xiali frowned slightly, "Don't you like the Lord Duke? For example, the Ace Demon Spear was made by No. 30, the eighth-generation Duke of Ananga, who was once the youngest of the entire dark clan. The weapon of the god-level powerhouse Bowen Ananga, of course, this record has been broken by Mr. Boshir... If you are not satisfied, there is also the Cresus Death Staff, which is the former holy-level magician Keriser Si fused and refined the souls of a country of humans, and has the ability to control the undead Lord of Hell...Of course, if you don't like darkness, then the Dharma God suit of the Holy See of Light is also a good choice..."

Well, these names that have been mentioned in the "Historical Years of the Milan Continent" can actually find the top-level equipment left over from the beginning here. Even though he already knew that these things belonged to him, Qin Mu still had a dreamlike feeling. I feel that being the son of the devil is simply the most cost-effective thing to come to Milan Continent.

It's just... the same sentence, he just wanted to show a practical, decent and inconspicuous meeting gift.

Qin Mu shook his head, so Xiali was puzzled, "Excuse me, the treasures in Anangya's treasure house are so precious that even the wealth-gathering civilization Julong Island or the Guangming Church with the longest heritage may not be able to achieve it, duke What kind of equipment does your lord want, give it away or use it for yourself, and for what purpose?"

"Use?" Qin Mu stroked his chin and thought for a while, saying that Xili is still young, as a future holy or god-level mage, he really doesn't need anything, but speaking of it, these messy things are very important to the returning Demon King It's no different from broken copper and iron, but the most important thing now is... Xi Li is about to go to school, right?

correct……

"Magic wand, for beginners, uh, it is used by six-year-old boys." Qin Mu's eyes lit up, although he didn't understand, but Xi Li didn't seem to have a suitable magic wand, "It's like the Aoki Yefa in my hand." Like a wand, any element can be perfectly released and amplified."

Xia Li really deserved to be the Chief Steward of Blackstone Castle, and immediately thought of whom his young master would give it to, so he turned around and entered the innermost showroom of the treasury.

"Oh, don't be too conspicuous, don't come up with another so-and-so wand that shocks the world."

Qin Mu's voice sounded behind him, butler Xia Li paused, and changed his direction of action in a second.

After all, the items collected in this showroom are different, so even the showroom is not an ordinary item. Butler Xiali grabbed a handful in the air, and a long, dark... knotted stick appeared on his chest. In his hand, he showed a butler-like smile in satisfaction, and then came out and handed the stick to Qin Mu.

"This is..." Qin Mu was surprised.

Butler Xiali said: "This is the bone of the previous generation of dragons, the sacred white dragon king. It was brought back by Mr. Boshir 2000 years ago. But please rest assured that the sacred white dragon has the same unlimited element fusion as the tree of life of the elves. The nature of it is perfect as an all-natural magic staff."

"It's really good." Qin Mu nodded, but it would be better if he ignored the twitching of his mouth, "You let Xi Li just swing a bone like this? Then again, why are the bones of the god king White Dragon King black? of?"

"It has been corroded by the dark power, so no one can see it, right?" Xiali smiled, "It's fine to make it into a magic wand, as you like, but not everyone can fuse the bones of the holy white dragon, Pelli Master Er can only pollute."

"So……"

"Your Majesty the Demon King can do it."

"……I understand."

☆, the night of the new moon

Qin Mu finally accepted the contaminated sacred white dragon bone. Of course, with his half-baked magic level and unique alchemy skills, even if the power of creation is the highest power in the Milan Continent, he would not accept it. Dare to move that bone.

After the enthusiastic Qin greeted the demon mother, Mrs. Lia, he left Blackstone Castle and returned to the temple... the Great Dark Temple below, and took the bone to find a god king who guarded the sickle.

Although it is possible to do it with the strength of Aimide, but Qin Mu is not willing to use up his little brother's strength. Of course, the most important thing is to use Aimide's aesthetics. Can it be seen after refining a magic wand?

In comparison, God King Skarl seems to be a bit better, and by the way, he can wrap the dark power on the sacred white dragon's bone..., uh, seal it inside, the reason why he doesn't want to purify it, you can imagine holding it full A staff of bright breath, a great devil who casts black magic?

The bone of the sacred white dragon that even the god-level Berthir couldn't melt, Skaar just raised his finger, and a little holy light shrouded the bone, and the black surface turned white at a speed visible to the naked eye, until the darkness The power was forced into the inside of the bone by the light power of the god king.Finally, holding the pure white keel in his hand, the hard and indestructible keel instantly melted and floated in Skaar's palm.

In just the blink of an eye, the embryonic form of the wand has already emerged.

The outlines and lines that gradually emerged, Qin Mu saw that it was the same model of the bright staff on the mainland, with a gorgeous appearance, a platinum staff body, and a huge gemstone on the top. At a glance, you can tell that it is priceless. Good stuff, looks very... nouveau riche...

"Can you do it all over again?" Qin Mu asked with twitching corners of his mouth and blinking very pure eyes.

Skaar floated on the top of the sickle, admiring his masterpiece with squinted eyes, and overflowing the power of light from time to time to supplement the bondage formation below.He can be very sure that this magic wand will soon become the pursuit of every magician. It was born in the hands of his god king. He was originally the holy white dragon, the king of dragons. This kind of artifact will surely shock the world.

Skaar was very satisfied. Although the first owner of this magic wand was the Great Demon King Parians, which was not refreshing, he was still very intoxicated, so he didn't think much about Qin Mu's problem. My mind doesn't seem to be able to think of it.

"The artifact can only be fused once, otherwise it will be useless." Skaar handed the magic wand to Qin Mu.

"..." Qin Mu took the magic wand silently. At first glance, the bright golden color can blind your eyes. If you hold it in your hand and walk on the street, it is announcing to people: If you have the strength, grab it quickly!

sure?Can Yixi Li's current and future strength preserve this thing?It's better to find one in the Guangming Church, which is relatively low-key.

Seeing that Qin Mu didn't speak, and there was little joy on his face, no matter how dull Skaer was, he knew that the Lord who couldn't afford to offend was dissatisfied, but why?

"You don't like it?"

"It's too ostentatious." Qin Mu shook his head, "Is there any way to make it more ordinary, at least until Xili has the ability to protect it."

"That's easy." Scarl stretched out his hand and stroked slowly from the top of the wand to the end of the wand. During this slow process, Qin Mu clearly felt that the extremely flamboyant wand was restraining layer by layer, forming circles of invisible circles. Ripples of magic power rippling out from the top of the wand, and after each ripple vibration, the wand seems to be sealed with a layer of discount, and the smoothness of the transmission of lustrous power and magic power is greatly reduced, until the sound of "OK", the light around the wand instantly Restraint reveals the surface.

At this time, the once gleaming golden wand has completely turned dark gold, as if gold, jewelry and jade have been covered with a layer of gray matter, hiding the brilliance inside, waiting for someone with a heart to uncover it.

"This seat has added seven layers of seals to it, Parians... oh, is he called Xi Li now? As long as he rises up a level, he can unlock one layer. When he becomes a fourth-level senior magician It can unlock the first layer of seal and reach the god of law." Skaar nodded, touched his chin with his left hand and added, "Take it as a meeting gift for an old friend!"

"..."

Qin Mu was quite satisfied and happy at first, and was about to thank this free donor, but now...turn around and leave.

If this counts as a welcome gift for this glowing idiot, where is his?Is there anything more precious than this growth artifact?

Qin Mu is always torn...

This child Xi Li is very calm, compared to his peers, it is true, but no matter how calm he is, he has experienced the disgusting name of a fallen person, met his biological father again, and learned the fact that he was abandoned, and what happened because of him. The financial crisis of the Morfa family...everything came one after another without leaving any gaps. Now, it is already an excellent performance for this child to just lie on the bed tossing and turning and not being able to fall asleep.

With his eyes closed, chaotic and disorderly images kept flashing in his mind. Those scenes were jumping and chaotic, but unified by a dark background tone, a little depressing, a little low, and seemed to be taken for granted, but... Xi Li felt that he had never Experienced, those vague people, vague things, strange but familiar.

He opened his eyes, got out of the bed and sat up, brushed his loose hair, looked out the window, it was dark, there was no moon tonight, and the quietness outside made him panic, he didn't know how to feel now Described as restless for the first time in six years.

Reaching into the neckline of the pajamas, he took out the beads that Bossier gave him and put them in his hands. The round and white beads rolled to his palm, emitting a soft and faint light in the dark night, reflecting a small Fang Bailiang.

Watching and watching, those messy pictures faded away like a tide, giving his brain a clear and peaceful moment, Xi Li pursed his lips and stared blankly at the ball in his hand.

Everything that happened today is now slowly but clearly playing in his mind. For some reason, he always feels that Xi Li was not him at that time. Now he can no longer feel that kind of sad and confused emotion, and even feels... ridiculous, Why bother, what do those people have to do with him?

When thoughts diverge freely, and they focus as if they are attracted by some gravity, the final picture is... always with crooked eyebrows, a smile overflowing to the bottom of the eyes, and a smile like sea blue eyes that can talk, as if just looking at that face Everyone will be infectiously happy.

Will Turner...

The feeling that that person gave him was not just that, Xi Li felt that he knew this boy.

His smile, even if the smile filled his eyes, Xi Li felt that the boy was not as happy as he appeared on the surface, and the boy's expression, movements and even tone of voice were strange and familiar to him.

When I stayed by Will Turner's side, I felt unprecedented satisfaction and stability. Yes, even if the whole world laughed at him because of the Dark Fallen, it didn't matter.

He still remembered the feeling of Will holding his hand, as if a sleeping soul woke up in his body, and Will's name seemed to be engraved in the blood memory of his whole body, but he couldn't figure out why this happened.

He is confused, he is eager, he is longing, he is looking forward to uncovering this mysterious veil, he is waiting for Will to fulfill his promise to come to him, he wants to know the relationship between him and Will, but there is no fear among these emotions .This is very strange, Will's whole body is a mystery, and he can't see the depth of his strength, but he can definitely be a super strong person, who is the typical dangerous person that Mira said, and he must keep a distance, but Xi Li just wants to get close to him ...

At two o'clock in the morning, even the bustling imperial capital, after celebrating the birthday of the god king, gradually lost its enthusiasm and fell into a deep sleep.

After the celebration, the homeless dragged their tired figures looking for a place to stay; the beggars huddled together in a corner sheltered from the wind, stroking a few scattered copper coins, biting the cooled food, and occasionally muttering secretly about the beautiful home in their fantasy