Rebirth-First Class Magician

The door behind him closed automatically, and Asa stood alone in the dark room, the fire of anger being deceived was eating away at his nerves, he felt that his reason was slowly drifting away from him——

Those two guys next door tricked themselves that Gal was sleeping? !

Obviously, to Gal, his father is more important than everything, how could he be clamoring to go back to the hotel for a nap!

Asa's slender finger bones were tightly clenched into fists, and he watched the moonlight shining in from the window with a gloomy face. A certain force that had been suppressed in his body was boiling——

Just when Asa could hardly restrain this force, there was an abrupt knock on the door.

The knock on the door was very soft, like a wad of cotton hitting a solid wooden door, but Asa still heard it.

Turning around suddenly, the golden mania in Asa's pupils suddenly froze, and suddenly rolled back to the center of the pupils to form a straight line. Is it Gal?

Asa walked quickly to the entrance, opened a crack and quickly glanced at the door, no one?

"Dad?" Cal's voice came from the ground, sounding tired as if he had just woken up.

Asa suddenly looked down at the ground, and Cal stood barefoot on the ground holding a small pillow, "Why are you outside?"

I saw Gal opened his arms at him indiscriminately, muttering, "I want to hug..." His body continued to squeeze into the crack of the door, as if he wanted to come in.

Asa was taken aback for a moment, and didn't bother to ask more questions. He quickly opened the door and hugged the other party.

Gal put his body in Asa's arms as if he had no bones, and muttered in a low voice, "Uncle Seaman said he didn't have a key to the house, so I slept with him."

Asa was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that Heman didn't have a key card, so——

"Dad is more important, or sleep is more important?" After closing the door, Asa hesitated for a long time before asking slowly.

Gal, who buried his head on the sofa, "..."

"Do you want to take a bath?" Seeing that the other party ignored him, Asa asked slowly after taking off his short sleeves.

After the 'tired' Cal heard Asa's words, he slowly raised himself up, lay on his side and asked, "Are you with Dad?"

"Ah."

"Yes!" Gal's eyes were burning.

"Dad or sleep is more important?" Asa asked.

"..."

In the end, Asa still couldn't answer the question whether sleep is more important or dad is more important, and Cal still took a bath with dad as he wished.

The strange thing is that the pointer on the wall clock has pointed to ten o'clock today, but Asa still hasn't slept, and the feeling of heavy eyelids in the past has not come as promised.

Asa stared straight at the moonlight shining in from the window, his heart felt a little hot for no reason, which made him feel very strange while waiting to sleep, could it be that he really became a blood race from tonight?

He didn't feel sleepy until twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, and he habitually moved Gal to his chest, and Asa's consciousness slowly fell silent.

But today, after falling asleep, I felt very strange, and my consciousness was still very clear. Asa didn't even think that he was asleep, but his position had changed.

Asa Leng stared at the surrounding environment coldly. He stood in a narrow and endless passage, surrounded by endless lavender mist, and the air was filled with strange smells.

He tried to take a few steps forward, and Asa unexpectedly found that he could control his body, and he realized that this time was different from those recalled dreams in the past.

The last two dreams were more like he was reading the memory stored on the disk, like the things that have happened can be touched but cannot be controlled or changed.

And this time maybe he was really dreaming, or maybe it was something else——

Since he could control his body, Asa would not just sit there waiting to die, but just as he took a step, his arm was pulled from behind.

Asa paused, and looked down at the hand holding him. It was a woman's hand with slender finger bones and fair skin.

Just when he was in a daze, the woman standing behind him walked slowly around his arm and walked in front of him——

The other party has a pair of lavender pupils, bright red big wavy curly hair hanging on the raised buttocks, and the lower body is covered by a loose cloth.

The person who came did not speak, and looked straight at Asa with the corners of his eyes raised slightly, and his index finger slowly stroked his red lips, which was not lustful but charming enough.

Asa Leng looked at the other party, he noticed that there was a pale pink scar on the other party's exposed neck. Although it had become less obvious, it did exist.

There is also the other party's eyes, although he deliberately hides it, but he can still see the arrogance, indifference and greed in the other party's eyes.

It's like the eyes that people in high positions have, the kind of eyes that don't see everything in their eyes, but want to control everything.

Who is she going to control?Want to control him?

Asa's expression is getting colder and colder, everything here is not normal, especially this woman!A person in a dream doesn't have eyes with so many emotions, what exactly is this?

... who is this strange exhibitionist?

"Who are you?" Asa pushed the opponent's hand away.

The other party twitched the corners of his mouth, opened his red lips slowly, and said in an intoxicating voice, "Do you want me?" As he said, he slowly stretched out his hand towards Asa.

Just when the other party was about to put his hand on his chest, Asa's pupils froze, and the thin golden lines in the pupils suddenly spread out, covering the entire lake-blue pupils like stars——

The slender hands stopped completely, and Asa stared closely at the other person's eyes, a flash of astonishment flashed in those lavender pupils, and after the pretty cheeks twisted slightly, the other person laughed, "Evil eyes?"

But her hand was still a few inches away from Asa's chest, and her hand couldn't move——

Asa took half a step back, frowning more and more tightly, the other party knew the evil eye?

Then does she know who the owner of the evil eye is?

Just when his face was full of confusion, the purple mist covering the surroundings began to surge rapidly, like a lake being constantly stirred by someone with a stick.

The fog above the head is like rapidly rotating wind blades, dense dark blue electric light leaks from the center of the vortex, like a broken high-voltage wire thrown into the water——

Asa glanced at the woman in front of him, and found that the composure on her face had disappeared, and she frantically pulled her arm in horror, but it was useless, her forearm was firmly fixed in the air.

Who is the person who made the other party show this expression?

Asa did not forget the arrogance and indifference in her eyes when she first met her.

But he soon knew the answer. Just when the vortex turned to the highest speed, a bottomless black hole split open in the middle of the vortex, and Asa happened to be standing in the middle of the purple mist vortex——

A strong airflow that makes it impossible to open one's eyes gushes out from the passage, like the wind flow brought out by some high-speed moving object.

Asa was caught off guard by the wind and suddenly closed his eyes. Before he recovered, his body was wrapped in a familiar smell, and then his whole body was rolled into a soft place.

A sense of uneasiness suddenly rose, and Asa resisted the discomfort in his eyes and opened them, only to find that his eyes were pitch black, as if something covered his whole body.

"You shouldn't ignore my warning and offend things you shouldn't touch." This is a man's voice, the voice is extremely cold, like the biting cold wind passing through the hall in winter.

Asa was taken aback, because the man's voice was right next to him, and when he was within a few inches of him, it could be said that the man was standing next to him.

"Your warning?" The woman repeated slowly, but no fear could be heard in her voice. "Your warning didn't include him coming to offend me."

The man was obviously irritated, because the thing wrapped around Asa was slightly loosened, and the original soft touch became a bit irritating. Asa found that those black things were actually feathers!

The touch of the feather made him feel inexplicably familiar, as if it had been wrapped like this before he knew it, but when would he not know it?

Wings appeared in three different dreams, but his identity was that of a vampire, an out-and-out pure blood.

"Don't try to annoy me, don't think that you are qualified to declare war with me just because you are sitting in that position!" The man was obviously angered, his cold voice was also mixed with anger, Asa raised his head from the gap between the feathers In the middle of the night, he saw a dazzling golden spear, and a cloud of ice-blue lightning was brewing on it.

"Oh, he has awakened the evil eye, what are you expecting?" The woman's voice seemed a little far away, and she should have retreated far away, "Declaration of war? I never thought of it that way, I just—" The woman paused, then said slowly, "I just don't want to make you feel better."

- Bang!

A huge sound exploded from under him, the golden spear was slammed down to the ground, and the stones on the ground suddenly shattered and splashed!

Asa's body was suddenly lifted off the ground by the wings. In the gust of wind, Asa saw hundreds of lightning and golden lights connected in series on the golden spear inserted into the ground. On the spear head was a huge energy ball as black as ink, mixed with lethal The suffocating violent force!

The swift and fierce wind passed through the feathers and swept across Asa's cheeks. Asa closed his eyes reflexively, and a strong arm wrapped around his waist.

In the blink of an eye, he heard a slightly hoarse voice slowly close to his ears, "Sleep, the dream will eventually pass, and the dawn has come."

Asa knew that it was said by the man beside him, but his voice is very soft now, so that no one can connect with that cold voice anyway.

But why did he find this voice very familiar?

But he has no time to pay attention to that much, because consciousness is slowly drifting away from him, the pure black feather exudes a delicate fragrance, which makes him feel strange but extremely reassuring.

Is this really just a dream?