Bone Throne

Sheng Yafeng outside the dormitory was completely unaware of the movement in the dormitory. He was sitting on a bench, leaning on the backrest, holding a pen in his hand, spinning and jumping at his fingertips very soulfully, with a laid-back look. .

In fact, what Sheng Yafeng said about protecting Nangong Yin was not an excuse, let alone a joke, but the truth.

Sheng Yafeng was born in the Mirror Tower, and the status of a sixth-level magician is just a passer-by in the Mirror Tower, but he is one of the three youngest sixth-level magicians on the mainland, which greatly improves his status and has achieved a lot. Eligibility for employment at Platinum College.In ancient times, the Mirror Tower was one of the forces controlled by the Lord of Darkness. It can be said that the overall belief in the Mirror Tower has not changed at all until now. There are innumerable relationships and countless transactions between these forces.

After Sheng Yafeng found out that Nangong Yin was of the blood of the Dark Emperor, he immediately sent the news back, and he knew very well that in the field that he has no way to touch now, this matter will spread quickly To the ears of every top power, including the Guangming Church is no exception.Under such circumstances, Nangong Yin's situation would be quite dangerous, and the Guangming Church might send experts to kill the immature Nangong Yin at any time, so as to eliminate this future powerful enemy.Fortunately, this is the Platinum Academy. No matter how anxious the Bright Church is, it will not be too blatant. Those strong men in the mirror tower in the academy are not vegetarians. They will not send out too strong people. As long as he is careful, Protecting Nangong Yinzhouquan is not a big problem.

But these things can't let Nangong Yin know, he is not qualified to get involved in that circle, let him grow up quietly.

Sheng Yafeng's thousands of thoughts flowed in his heart, and the speed of the pen in his hand became faster and faster.

Ding Yuye carried the unconscious Lan Yiruo back to the Guangming Church with a sullen face, and met his good friend Shui Binyao who had been waiting for him at the door for a long time. The latter couldn't help but sigh slightly when he saw Lan Yiruo in his arms He took a breath, and a trace of sadness flashed in his warm eyes.

"Binyao, why are you here?" Ding Yuye walked up to Shui Binyao with a puzzled expression on his face, "Shouldn't you be at Platinum Academy now, looking for someone with the bloodline of the Emperor of Light who will appear soon?"

Shui Binyao hesitated for a moment. What he wanted to say was on the lips, but he couldn't say it for a long time. Finally, he changed the topic, "It's nothing, I just came back to get something. What's wrong with Lan Yiruo? Why is he unconscious?"

Speaking of Lan Yiruo, Ding Yuye, whose face was just a little better, snorted again, and pushed her into Shui Binyao's arms without mercy, saying: "She asked for it herself! The Son of Heaven asked her to go there half a year ago. She practiced in the Inheritance Pavilion and was preparing to take over the position of judge from the teacher. In the end, she was afraid of suffering and ran away with Feng Yaran, and because she was afraid that the Holy Son would bring her back in person, she punished her for deliberately leaving a mark for me to find, wasting my time. Several months. I really don't understand why you and Feng Yaran fell in love with such a weak and irresponsible girl. "

The gloomy look in Shui Binyao's eyes was even worse, and he sighed softly, "I...Lan Yiruo is gentle and kind, but she is too well protected and cannot endure hardships, she is not the kind of irresponsible person you said. "

"Really? She's not?" Ding Yuye sneered, and didn't try to argue with him. No matter what the facts are, the high-level people of the Illuminati Church are aware of the fact. It's not a big deal to say it or not, so let him immerse himself in self-comfort There is nothing wrong with that.

Having said that, I couldn't continue here, Ding Yuye asked Shui Binyao to send Lan Yiruo back to her room, and then turned to go in the direction of Platinum Academy.After so many days, that young man named Nangong Yin should have arrived at Platinum Academy. It just so happens that he is also known as a student there, so why not go over and have a look.

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After Nangong Yin finished his morning classes, he packed two lunches in the cafeteria and planned to take them back to his room to eat.Sheng Yafeng still followed behind him every step of the way, with his hands in his trouser pockets, a lazy smile on his face, and followed Nangong Yin back to the dormitory with a strong sense of presence.

Being followed by Sheng Yafeng for the past few days, Nangong Yin went from being unaccustomed to it at the beginning to being accustomed to it now, without much entanglement.Although he was dubious about Sheng Yafeng's protection, he also vaguely felt something, so he didn't say anything to drive him away.Maybe there are some things he shouldn't know yet, but since the danger has come early, it's good to have a bodyguard.

Pushing the door open and entering the dormitory, Nangong Yin happened to see Feng Yaran sitting up with the support of his uninjured hand, the bandage wrapped around his other arm was oozing blood, probably because he moved too much and pulled The wound was opened, so he put the lunch on the table at hand, and walked over to stop Feng Yaran from getting out of bed.

"If you want to die, please wait until I'm not around before you kill yourself." Nangong Yin slapped Feng Yaran's hand that was outstretched to push him away, and said coldly and bluntly, "If you can, I will I don't even want to take in you, a troublesome guy, so please don't add unnecessary trouble to me!"

Feng Yaran gritted his teeth and raised his eyes to stare at him, his face that had been lifeless since he woke up finally became a little angry.

"I don't need you to take me in either. Let go! I want to get out of here!" Feng Yaran tried hard to break free from Nangong Yin's grip, as a result, more blood stained from the wound on his arm, and the bandage was almost wiped out stained red.

Nangong Yin was so annoyed that his face became even more ugly, and he wished he could slap him to calm him down a bit.Pressing the person onto the pillow, Nangong Yin said coldly, "I was wrong in my wording just now, I didn't take you in, but you are living in the same dormitory with me now, and the transfer procedure is a process of bringing you here. An old man did it for you, and he asked me to take care of you. But you don't care about yourself, so what's the use of me taking care of you?"

Shaking off Feng Yaran's struggling hand, Nangong Yin threw the extra lunch he bought out of the window, "You don't know how to eat anyway, and it's useless for me to buy it, so just starve yourself. But I want to tell you , as the descendant of the Mirror Tower, you have reduced my impression of the Mirror Tower by more than ten percent!"

"You!" Feng Yaran was stunned and annoyed, "What do you mean by that? Hey! Hey!"

Nangong Yin ignored him, just finished his lunch, and then sat on the chair by the window with the book he just got to read, completely ignoring Feng Yaran.

Feng Yaran thumped the bed resentfully, and seeing that Nangong Yin didn't even give him a glimpse, she closed her eyes in a slump.The cracked wound on his arm throbbed and throbbed, but when he thought of what Ding Yuye said that day, his heart ached as if he had been cut into pieces by a thousand knives.

It turned out that he had always been wishful thinking, and it turned out that Lan Yiruo never wanted to leave with him.yes!She is the saint of the Illuminati Church and is loved so much, how could she be willing to wander around the world with her, living a life of being chased and restless all the time?He is so stupid!

Lying on the pillow in silence for a while, Feng Yaran raised his head expressionlessly, and said to Nangong Yin in a hoarse voice, "Hey, do you have any food or medicine?"

"If those eyes you have are not for display," Nangong Yinshi turned to the next page and casually said something that hurt Feng Yaran, "you should have seen me throwing your lunch out." .As for the wound medicine, you are hopeless, and it would be a waste to use it for you."

"You!" Feng Yaran's heartache immediately turned into anger without hindrance, he jumped off the bed and rushed in front of Nangong Yin, grabbing his neck with both hands: "I said you don't want to live! "

Nangong Yin lazily raised his eyelids, his unbelievably beautiful eyes were full of sarcasm, "If you have the ability, kill me."

"Me!..." Feng Yaran was annoyed, but he didn't dare to increase his strength with the hand that grabbed his neck. After a while, he let go and sat opposite him with a dark face, "Go out and buy me something to eat."

"Have you no feet?"

"Isn't it normal for friends to help each other?"

"Who is your friend?"

...Sure enough, he should have killed this brat just now!

Outside the dormitory, Sheng Yafeng ate the boxed lunch that Nangong Yin had just thrown out with great relish, listening to the hilarious conversations in the dormitory with his ears strained, don't live a happy life.

It would be great if Nangong Yin was his student!How could such a fine piece of grass be overtaken by Shui Binyao?It's really different! (Shui Binyao: ...Sheng Yafeng, what do you mean by these words?)

No matter arguing with Feng Yaran, trying to absorb the knowledge imparted by the instructors, for Nangong Yin, the time passed so quickly, and when he felt that he couldn't wait, the day of the assessment arrived.

After a period of study, Nangong Yin has thoroughly consolidated his theoretical knowledge. He is not worried about the part of the written test, but is most worried about building the element framework himself.

Although Nangong Yin had already built one himself when he first came into contact with this area, he shouldn't have worried about this problem, but the problem happened precisely here. The one he built before was just the simplest first-level magic framework. This is the highest level for him who has no magic power at all.However, the requirement for the assessment is that at least a second-level magic element framework must be constructed, and it must be activated with magic power.

As we all know, if a person does not have the guidance of a magician, no matter how talented he is, it is impossible to introduce the free magic elements between the heaven and the earth into his body and cultivate his own magic power.The Nangong family, who was born in Nangong Yin, is a prophecy family. There is no magician. It is difficult.

Feng Yaran didn't know where he knew about Nangong Yin's entanglement, he coughed dryly to attract his attention, and then asked slowly: "Do you need help?"

Nangong Yin turned the pages of the book without lifting it, "No need."

Feng Yaran was choked up, and stared at him angrily: "I said, why are you so ignorant of good and evil? Just say, please help me, will I die?"

Nangong Yin finally raised his head and gave him a positive face, with a faint mockery in his tone, "How can you help me as a half-disabled person? You have not recovered from your own serious injuries, so why are you trying to be brave?"

Just as Feng Yaran was about to refute, he suddenly stared straight at him with a look of surprise on his face, "Huh? Did you care about me just now? It's really rare that you care about me so directly."

"Can you be a bit of a master?" Nangong Yin glanced at him in disgust, then lowered his head and continued to read his book.

After getting along for so many days, Nangong Yin found that Feng Yaran was not as serious as he seemed, but liked to flirt with him, and especially liked to tease him. There is no decadence and depression in the first few days at all, only a trace of sadness in the corners of his eyes when he is in a daze occasionally, which can see the desolation spreading from the bottom of his heart.

From the outside, Feng Yaran seemed to be fine, but Nangong Yin knew that the wound in his heart was still bleeding and he hadn't found a cure for it, so he was willing to accompany him.

Not yet, but time will heal his wounds.No matter what the injury is.

Thinking of this, Nangong Yin turned the book to the next page. The sunlight from the window gently outlined his delicate outline, as beautiful as a fairy in a painting.The quiet temperament is like a deep lake, with a clear moonlight flowing quietly in the room, which makes people feel at ease.

After the conversation stopped, Feng Yaran sat on the bed again and started to be in a daze.There was medicine for internal injuries in his space ring, but he didn't want to take it, nor did he want to heal his injuries. He silently looked at Nangong Yin's beautiful side in a daze. Only in this way could he relieve the pain in his heart.

At this moment, someone knocked on the door.