Buzz —

A dim halo flashed on the notebook in his hand, like a ripples passing through the lake, spreading and spreading. Wherever he passed, the world seemed to stop instantly, and the mentor Amy, not far away, also disappeared...

What a familiar supernatural incident, the sound of thumping came into my ears. Wang Xiaofeng turned his head and looked at it. It was the sound of the crutch in the hand of the old charlatan who came from the door falling on the floor.

The pure white hair and beard were covered with gray patches on her body, which seemed to be a wooden stick made of randomly folded branches; if it weren't for the overall clean, this shape looked like the Nine Bags of the Passing Master of the Beggar Gang...

"Young man, we're meeting again." The old man's kind tone fell into Wang Xiaofeng's ears, but he felt a sense of maliciousness. He subconsciously placed the notebook behind his back, but caused the old man to laugh and scold, "What are you hiding? The things I gave out will not be easily taken back."

It won't be taken back easily, which means there is still a possibility of taking back?

Wang Xiaofeng suddenly felt a crisis. He was holding this laptop and killing people and setting fire copy. Does the system master think it was a bit over and violated the principle of balance in the game? No, I feel that it is a little stronger than others. With such a large base of players in China, there may be many perverts...

The heroic spirit of standing up for the little girl just now disappeared, and I quickly took a few steps forward to support the old charlatan who was having difficulty walking. "Haha, the old man hasn't seen him for a few days. He is in good health and in good spirits."

"Old man, I can't come out once every half a month. You have been attracted by you twice. You really can't calm down." "You sit, you sit, you drink tea..."

"You sit down too. I came to you today to ask you for something, and it might be the last time I saw you." The old man's words were a little sad, and easily infected Wang Xiaofeng, allowing a certain comrade to disperse the high fighting spirit that was aroused by Wuming's fire.

"Oh," Old Hu'en sighed, looking at Wang Xiaofeng who blinked and didn't know what to say, and laughed, "My time is limited. If you have anything to ask, you can ask me as long as you have. After receiving my magic notes, I am already half of my disciple. I can teach you more things by taking this opportunity."

"Can you ask anything?" "Well, you can ask anything." Wang Xiaofeng suddenly felt energetic and sat aside and leaned over, "What does Goddess of Light look like? Are you and the library administrator... um?" "Cough! Let's talk about the next topic."

Wang Xiaofeng immediately understood and held the notebook in his hand, "Can you tell me what magic is recorded in it?" "Unknown and curiosity can inspire knowledge and exploration. Go to the library to read books more often, which will be beneficial or harmless to you," the old man stroked his neatly long beard, "If you can get the guidance of that old guy, you will definitely gain something."

He nodded as if he had some insight, and suddenly realized that the old charlatan seemed to say nothing. Forget it, this old man's Taoism is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

"With the wind, the disaster of Dawn Continent is coming, but the goddess fell into a deep sleep because she summoned the Apocalypse, putting the fate of the continent into the hands of the Apocalypse, making the various races that guard the peace of the continent extremely worried." The old man sighed, and went further and further in the illusory prospects. "Since the light has chosen you, you must shoulder the fate of each race. You will be the greatest holy light sacrifice and a hero who saves the world."

A comrade touched his nose. Greatness means sacrifice. Heroes will always be heroic. No matter how bad the end of his life is, he will never die...

"Your power is still too weak, and even the lowest level of Hell Demons cannot defeat. These are too forced for you," Old Hu'en sighed again, "You must make yourself stronger quickly and become strong enough before the demons attack. I have recorded some information in my notes. When you have enough power, you will give you some guidance and help."

Information... Wang Xiaofeng's heart moved. This broken notebook is not just the skills? Information and guidance, can it be the whereabouts and ways to obtain the artifact set...

"Cough! Listen to me." The old man pulled Wang Xiaofeng back in time with saliva and fell into his own imagination. "You Apocalypse are not united, and this is not what we want to see. So, I want to give you a task, you must complete it seriously and don't let me down."

The old man looked at the position where Amy was standing just now, and seemed to be able to see the little girl who was following him and pestering him for teaching. "Amy is my most proud disciple and the next saint chosen by the goddess. But she has less exercise, but you shouldn't offend her. After all, she joined me first than you... I'll help you settle it! Be kind to her in the future, she has already paid too much for the light."

He threw a jade card to Wang Xiaofeng and looked in his hand. It looked a bit like the legion order before. The system did not give any information. When he looked up again, the old man was no longer in the chair in front of him, and a force from nowhere pulled him, and the dim ripple turned back and slowly gathered towards the magic notes in his hand.

"When no one shows her the token, she will naturally understand what she wants to do; and tell her that I have been there."

Buzz —

The eyes were blurred, and I don’t know when I stood in front of Amy again, and the beautiful mentor had a little disappointment on his face, saying words that were easily misunderstood.

"You are going to fight me for a stranger."

Wang Xiaofeng quickly came back to his senses, coughed lightly, and said in a deep voice: "No one can represent the will of the goddess, and no one can slander the pious faith." "Don't offend the goddess." "This is not an offense," Wang Xiaofeng put away the staff in his hand and held the notebook in front of his chest, "but praise."

"Sir, my faith is not pious enough, don't..."

Waving his hand to stop the girl behind him from crying, Wang Xiaofeng slowly spread out the notebook, pulling Amy's complicated gaze to move.

"If the goddess can see what is happening here, let the light we believe in make a final arbitration."

Pang!

A holy light burst out in front of Wang Xiaofeng, as if it came out of thin air, and it seemed to be from the fluctuations of the notebook in his hand. The holy light quickly supported a light gate between the two, and a figure seemed to be kicked out by someone, standing unsteadily, and falling to the ground.

"Hmm?" Wang Xiaofeng couldn't help but glared. The old guy said to help him settle Amy, but he didn't expect to throw an acquaintance over here. How to settle it?

Amy's body trembled, and this power, this fluctuation... The familiar figure appeared in the depths of her memory, which was the years and memories that she missed, and the figure of her mentor who taught her and supported her along the way.

The visitor jumped up quickly with a loud bang, and the long sword in his hand was standing in front of him, obviously frightened by the sudden teleportation of the holy light.

"Norton?" "Sir...Yu Tong?" Norton's sword fell aside, rushed over and helped the girl who was sitting on the ground up, shouting anxiously, "Yu Tong, why are you here? Are you doing anything?"

"Brother, I'm fine," Yu Tong's eyes were filled with tears, and she shook her head gently at the brother who suddenly appeared. Li Hua looked at Wang Xiaofeng's back with the rain, "Go and help me, he has offended and collided with the high priest in order to get me to serve as a priest."

"What?" Norton's body shook, and he looked at the straight and tough back of a comrade. Then he looked at the high priest who was on the face with a strange face. His eyes were immediately filled with tears, "Sir..."

A comrade with a sore waist and back pain and twitching his calf, waved his hand brightly. He just stepped forward and presided over "justice", so that the story will have a beginning and an end and a perfect end.

"Teacher," Wang Xiaofeng sighed slightly, "I have no intention of offending, I just don't want to disappoint a devout believer, nor do I want the Holy See to lose a glimmer of hope for the future. I want to exercise my priest's duties and choose this pure girl as an intern priest in the Yufeng City Church. I hope you can agree."

"I agree." Amy nodded calmly, and waved the staff in her hand, and a holy light wrapped the brother and sister. While teaching Yu Tong's internship sacrificial skills, they teleported the two outside the wooden door.

"Has he been?" Amy suddenly took a step forward and grabbed Wang Xiaofeng's arm tightly. "Has the teacher been here? Have you seen him? Tell me! Tell me quickly!"

"Yes! Yes! Mentor, don't be excited." Wang Xiaofeng watched the slightly sharp and beautiful nails pinched into the muscles on his arm. By the way, the beautiful mentor is not a cloth armor profession, how could he be so powerful... "He has been watching us all the time!"
Chapter completed!