Daomen Invasion

The sky was overcast, and it was raining again in the storm corner. The silver-haired mage came to the magic tower by himself, and looked up at the towering black tower, with eagerness, envy, and a longing in his eyes.

The water vapor enveloped the top of the magic tower, and the light shot down from the clouds and enveloped all around the magic tower.

On the ground at the foot, delicate magic patterns reflect the faint light.

"Silver Demon, please come in." Asla's voice came from the tower, the silver-haired mage sorted out the magic robe and stepped in.

The magician was in a trance. After he passed through the gate of the magic tower, a keen awareness of the time was stolen a part, maybe less than one hundredth of a second. However, he did not know how it happened, and the gate of the magic tower was not a teleportation circle.

Or is it a means of space folding?

Is at the foot of a six-pointed star magic array, in the center of the first floor of the magic tower. The dome is more than 20 meters high, and there are colored glass windows on all four sides of the floor. Between the glass windows are several high-rise rooms. The silver-haired master hears the sound of the metal gear turning. There are no pillars on the whole floor, and there are channels on all four sides to connect to the upper floor. The sound of gears comes from the thick stone walls, faintly, and has the power to make people feel palpitations.

The light spilled from the dome, the color is bright, which makes people feel warm. The silver-haired mage remembered the exterior of the magic tower, the grisly and heavy shell, the narrow windows, the eerie patterns, and the interior are completely two worlds.

"Mr. Silver Demon?" A little boy about ten years old stood timidly, and the silver-haired mage glanced down.

The boy wears a numbered musical notation, just the simplest burlap robe, and his figure is thin. The silver demon has a fierce personality and can be said to be atrocious, but he likes children very much. He saw at a glance that it was not long before the boy followed Asla, and his body failed to get well adjusted, so he took two silver coins and stuffed them in the boy's hands.

The little boy did not dare to ask, and the silver-haired master said: "Don't be afraid, I will tell your teacher."

He knows that many magicians have strict requirements for disciples and cannot accept other people ’s belongings casually. So he spoke comfortably, and the little boy really received the silver coins, and brought the silver-haired master to the restaurant.

Long dining table, using the ancient tree of life as a material, low-key luxury.

Xiahe sat at the end of the dining table, shaking the wine glass in his hand, leisurely fascinated. Bloody spirits swirled in a crystal glass, forming a complex vortex. The vortex naturally follows the magic power, forming a natural magic effect, and the wine has a cold breath.

Behind him, the woman standing in the shadow swept her eyes, and the silver-haired mage shuddered.

It was Freya, the woman caught by the master, and was forced back by Asla.

The silver-haired master stepped forward and gave a deep salute: "Your Excellency, please don't worry about the previous things. I am also ..."

"Forget it." Xia He seemed to smile, reaching for the silver-haired mage to sit down.

The silver-haired master was uneasy. He didn't know what Asla was doing when he came to him. If it was revenge, it would be a disaster for him. In this magic tower, he is not an opponent of Asra at all. Not to mention Asla's hands, there is a legendary flame demon.

This maniac dare to act when facing the queen, his own life ...

"Silver Demon."

"Your Mightiness."

Xiahe really smiled this time, very happy.

"You can call my name, there is no need to be cautious, let you come over, there is something to discuss. In addition, there is a little problem, you need to solve it."

"what is the problem?"

"There is a new magician under the king, called ghost eyes, I want him to die."

"Yes." The silver-haired mage gritted his teeth and said: "But now he is doing tasks for the teacher, I have to wait for a while before I can do it."

"Half a year, is it enough?"

"enough."

"Since that is the case, I don't blame the past. But I want all the equipment on him. You will bring it to you when the time comes. I will build a complete magic book for you."

The silver-haired master was overjoyed. This transaction may be his loss, but he really can't resist the temptation.

Thirty-three pages of magic, among all students in the same class, is only available to younger sisters.

"Asla."

After Ovelia took a bath, changed clothes, walked in from outside, and greeted Xiahe.

Xiahe nodded, and Ovilla sat down in his place. The atmosphere was as cold as Freya's emotions, and the silver-haired mage did not know what to say, but fortunately Abigail came soon.

"Master Bishop." Xiahe also didn't get up, still sitting on the seat, looking a little rude.

"Asla." Abigail didn't mind, went straight to the other side of the Xiahe, found a place by himself, and left and right with Ovilla.

"Please come over, there is something. I sent someone to the Arcane Empire, and it is almost coming back. Your Majesty the Emperor will appoint me to be the lord here, I need people."

"I can lend you the shrine priest, but not much." Abigail had better speak. She reached for the crystal bottle of Xiahe, but her fingertips shrank like a needle. This guy is even practicing anytime, anywhere! There is an electric current escaping from the crystal wine bottle, which does not hurt people but cannot be touched.

"Ovilla, I need to hire enough workers, it would be better if there were farmers."

Ovilla didn't speak, she was rather disgusted with such things. But Xiahe mentioned it before, and she didn't want her people to always depend on her. Over time it became a habit, then it all became waste.

"I need to establish a navy, your St. Odin can be used as a flagship."

"What are you going to do?" The silver-haired mage was surprised, if he only set up a knight of fifty people, he could still understand. Found a navy? Is this to fight outside?

"As a powerful lord, of course, we have to clean up Haijiang."

The hands of the silver-haired mage grasped the armrest of the seat tightly. He almost thought that Xiahe was going to fight **** Mary. However, I immediately realized that I was out of my mind. If I really went to war, I would not invite myself to come, and I would like to be a person.

"Before the envoys of the arcane empire arrive, I want Stormwind to appear to belong to me alone."

Why?

Thinking about this, Master Yinfa didn't dare to say it. He was afraid that Xiahe would kill him in a rage and change his talk.

"Ovilia, I guarantee that your people will only need to pay taxes in the future, not to serve."

"That's good." Although Ovilla was still resisting, she didn't want her people to live on the deserted island. Relying on the savings of the St. Odin, they will not be able to support them for long. Asla gave everyone a way out, which is already very good. Although this will give up some freedom.

Only collect taxes, not serve, is already a very favorable condition.

Serving does not mean serving as a soldier, but to help the nobility to do a lot of unpaid work, at most stuttering.

Silver Hair Master looked at Xia He, wondering what kind of favorable conditions the Blood Master would give him.

"You said to Fawang, I need about two thousand people." Xia He said to Yinfa Master. The silver-haired mage didn't understand what was going on for a while, and a maid wearing a long skirt came outside, holding a celadon plate.

"Let ’s eat, I still have to leave in advance." Xiahe said, draining the wine from the glass, leaving the stunned silver-haired mage out of the restaurant and leaving the magic tower.

Freya smirked out of the restaurant, and the adults were really resolute, not obsessed with women, very good, very good!

Abigail was a little discouraged. She came out first to support Asla. So did Asla leave?

That Freya's murderous, Asra was very arrogant to her, forget it, or go back first, too much things in the temple, and he is not bad for this meal.

The regional bishop of the goddess of wealth smiled and said goodbye to Ovilla. Before leaving, he glanced at the silver-haired mage and did not speak. The silver-haired mage was cold and sweating. He had done something wrong and would come here to suffer.

"Silver Demon, aren't you hungry?" Freya's voice was gloomy, and the silver-haired mage was sitting on a needle felt.

"Go back if you are not hungry. Adult's business is very important and cannot be delayed."

"Yes yes ..." The silver-haired mage didn't even drink his saliva, and hurried away.

Ovilla is a little bit curious ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ After this woman named Freya appeared, Asla changed her whole body. She quickly finished eating the things on the plate and saw Freya taking Asla's bottle and sitting beside her.

"Ovilla." Freya poured wine for the female druid and used Xiahe's glass.

"Hello Freya." Ovilla has been training in the magic tower, but there is almost no intersection with Freya, and today is the second time to speak. She took the opportunity to take a closer look at the guardian of magic.

Freya is also looking at Ovilla. Ovilla is tall and has beautiful curves. The curve that extends from the back to the neck carries unspeakable pride. It is beautiful and rejects people thousands of miles away.

"How do you know adults?" Freya poured herself a glass of wine.

"It was my person who hired him ..." Ovilla didn't know why, and Patience told Freya that he had passed by. Freya listened attentively, recalling that time, Xiahe was still a first-class Taoist priest, a magician of level five, and had to take a pirate ship adventure forcibly.

Turned out not to take advantage of myself, to hook up with my sister.

"Do you like my adult?"

Ovilla was holding her cup, wide-eyed, looking at Freya, quite surprised.

"How is it possible? Asla and Abigail ..."

I knew it!

"It turned out to be Abigail, that's quite a match." Freya narrowed her eyes and watched Oville's reaction.

Ovilla didn't know why. When Freya said that, she felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, not knowing whether it was sour or lost.

Xiahe left the magic tower, and Andrei summoned twenty soldiers, followed him to the ruins of goblin.

If you want to integrate the storm angle, the old goblin can't stay in the secret room, otherwise it will happen sooner or later.