magic plant

An assistant entered the practice room, and an assistant was about to compete. When Moore habitually rang the bell on the table to call his assistant, he remembered the whereabouts of the two assistants. No one would respond to him, so he frowned. .He has been used to having afternoon tea for many years, and the two assistants were not there, so no one prepared for him for a while, so he had to get up and do it himself.

Opening the door of the workshop and going out, a tray suddenly appeared in front of him in the supposedly deserted outside room. The freshly brewed drink in the tray was steaming, and there was a plate of snacks on the side.

A laughing voice sounded from behind the tray, "Dear Moore, are you looking for your afternoon tea? Edmund is eager to serve you."

Moore frowned even more. He looked up at the hideous smiling face behind the tray, and retracted his step, but the door of the workshop was not closed.The man behind smiled even brighter, turned around and automatically took another drink and put it on the tray. They followed the workshop together, closed the door, and then entered a small reception room familiarly. Moore was sitting upright. Waiting there for someone to serve him afternoon tea.

Moore picked up the cup in front of him and took a sip, then raised his head, "Are you busy? You came here to do my assistant job?"

Edmund sat on the sofa opposite him. Compared with Moore, his sitting posture was much more casual. He put down the cup in his hand and shrugged. We are friends, we have lived and died together, so of course we should care about your health."

Bullshit!Moore's hand holding the cup was tightly gripped, making one suspect that the cup would shatter in the next moment. He, a master alchemist who is well-known throughout the empire, would actually have health problems?What friend!However, this nasty guy saw his most embarrassing side. After he came out of the Lost Forest together, this cheeky guy appeared in front of him from time to time. Although he was very strong, it couldn't change his age Little on many of these facts.

Moore reflected on why he was so patient with this person?Wangnian pay and whatnot are all nonsense!

Faced with such a person, Moore felt that no matter how good his temper was, his temper would turn bad. Of course, outsiders' evaluation of Master Moore's temper was never within his cognition.

"I'm very, very, healthy, healthy, and you can get out after reading it!" Facing this smiling face, Moore's endurance is very limited, and he would rather face his own potion.

"Don't be so ruthless. I came here to see you when I was tired from traveling all the way." Seeing that Moore's face darkened, Edmund cleverly changed the subject, "By the way, the apprentice I sent you How? Be obedient."

"Do you have the nerve to put people of unknown origin here? Is this your shelter?" Moore looked in the direction of someone's practice room, and it should be smooth. As for the exchange competition outside, although he was inviting Attending the ranks, but he is not interested in facing those hypocritical faces. Does this hateful guy know the identity of that little guy?If the hypocritical guy outside knew about it, he might make a big fuss out of it.

Moore doesn't care about politics, but it doesn't mean he doesn't understand politics. The identities of these two people are very sensitive.

Edmund raised his eyebrows, "Then you asked? He said? His identity is very sensitive?" Not to mention those abnormalities, Edmund also saw that the little guy did not come from a person as he said. small village.

Moore also raised his eyebrows like him, but the effects of the same action produced by two people with completely different personalities are of course very different. One is rigorous and the other is flying, "Hmph, if I knew you didn't know, I wouldn't I will accept it, if you want to know the answer, you can ask him yourself, he is currently cultivating in the training room, you'd better pray that he doesn't come out and run around and bump into people he shouldn't meet during this time."

"Then," Ed guessed with great interest, "he is related to the people in the Emia Empire who came this time." Very sure tone, "Thank you, Moore, I believe the little guy will pay attention Yes, he knows what he is doing. He is cultivating? How is the cultivation going? I thought you would be very interested in his magic plant." This is one of the reasons why he would recommend it to Moore.

"Cultivating my own fire." Moore replied very simply, without acknowledging Edmund's last words. He knew during the first inspection that his new assistant had a very strange and rare magic plant that could grow. , so he chose a practice method for his new assistant that he thought was most helpful to the growth of the magic plant. He also wanted to see what this strange magic plant would look like in the end. Maybe one day, The great Bassant family and that hypocritical prime minister will regret their vision and choice.

"What? Isn't that dangerous? No one is guarding him at this time?" Edmund almost jumped up when he heard this, completely breaking his previous calm posture, "No, I'll guard it." Said After finishing, he ran out in a hurry, paused when he passed Moore's potion cabinet, picked a bottle from the shelf, and rushed out.

Moore came out to look at the potion cabinet that was missing a bottle, and frowned. How could Edmund be so nervous about a child?

In his opinion, if he can't even pass this level, what qualifications do he have to stay and study medicine?

There is his nameplate on the door of Therons' training room, indicating that it belongs to him exclusively. When the door is closed from the inside, the nameplate will light up to indicate that the training room is being used, so Edmund can easily come to the outside of Therons' training room , I have stepped on it before, but I didn't expect that he was breeding his own fire.

Edmund naturally understands the danger of this cultivation process. If he is not careful, he will be caught in a fire, or he may become a nuclear abolisher and can no longer practice. Therefore, there are usually elders guarding him at this time, so that he can take action in times of danger. Help practitioners pass the test smoothly.

Edmund was so familiar with this place that he quietly opened the practice room with ingenuity without disturbing the people inside, otherwise Edmund would not be able to bear the consequences.

As soon as he entered, what he saw was Therons who was sitting cross-legged on the ground and surrounded by strong magic elements. He finally let out a long breath when he saw this scene. One ring.

Seeing the unrecovered appearance of the little guy, the chapped skin and hair due to lack of moisture, the bitten lips, and the scratched palms, Edmund felt a sense of pity. See you again after a few months of separation. Little guy, looking at his eyebrows and eyes, Edmund couldn't help being crazy.

Thinking of Moore's reminder, Edmund could easily guess the identity of Therons. After all, he dropped his surname, but his first name remained unchanged. Coincidentally, Edmund's departure time happened to be over again. Using very detailed information, there is one thing that Therons did not lie. When he met this person, this person had indeed just escaped from the border area.

Crucially, Therons' hair was back to black at this time.

He was already displeased with the tough attitude of a certain envoy, but now thinking of what happened to the little guy, Edmund put a big cross on a certain name in his heart, even though Therons had never been there He showed self-pity in front of him.

Therons didn't know the situation of the outside world and the people who came to him. He was immersed in cultivation and body restoration. He felt so warm and comfortable that he wanted to groan. He had completely forgotten the painful experience of dying and coming back to life. .

From time to time, he went to look at the little flame in the middle dantian. Now it was so docile that he felt as if it was beating happily in his heart like a little snow ball. As he continued to use magic power to breed, he felt more and more that this The little flame became a part of his body.

Although it is still very weak, and seems to be extinguished in the sway, he instinctively knows that this kind of fire has been preserved, and will grow stronger with his careful breeding.

He kept practicing until his forehead was a little swollen, and then Therons stopped. After checking the condition of his body again, he remembered the changes in his body appearance. When he opened his eyes, he was accompanied by a frown. Is it really baked to dry?

Squinting his eyes, Therons carefully stretched out his hand in front of himself. If what he saw was an old bark claw, he'd better not go out of this door, let alone starve to death inside, he didn't want to be a monster for others visit.

"Pfft, haha..."

anyone? !

Therons opened his eyes wide and looked towards the place where the sound came from, and he didn't even care to look at his claws, a burst of cold sweat broke out, how could someone break into his training room.

In fact, the laughter was right next to him, and it sounded familiar to his ears.

"Edmund?! How could it be you?!"

Therons yelled in surprise and annoyance, but it was also because this person secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and looked suspiciously at the door of the training room, didn't he say that the door cannot be easily opened from the outside after it is closed from the inside?Or because of Master Moore?

"Look, I came to see you as soon as I finished my work, and I stayed with you for a long time, how can you thank me?" Edmund looked at Therons with a smile, thinking of the tangled expression of the little guy he saw before And the careful movements, I can't help but want to laugh, if he didn't come in without saying hello, I wouldn't have seen such a cute side of the little guy, haha.

Did I let you guard?Therons would habitually quarrel with this person as soon as he raised his eyes. When the words came to his mouth, what appeared in his mind was the many times this person helped him. Go, his expression softened, and when he was about to talk to him nicely, a "cuckoo" sound sounded from his belly.

"Ha ha……"

The tension of the past few days was swept away, and Edmund smiled happily.

"Edmund!" The gnashing of teeth came from someone with a bloodshot face.