I Am Not A Mage Lord

　　 At the moment when he took the liberty to ask, Lynch's mind flashed through Luo Yunxi's various possible answers.

　　 Only did not expect to be "ill"?

　　 Even the inheritance of the dark coffin is "ill"?

　　 Luo Yunxi has been in the big dyeing tank for a few years.

　　 Unless a friend complains, otherwise any act of accusing the former owner will not bring a good impression.

　　 Without waiting for Lynch to ask back, Luo Yunxi poured out to him on the spot, as if holding a big belly of bitter water.

　　 "Before Luo Qi entered the academy, although he was instinctive and domineering like a descendant of the mage family, he was at least human."

　　 "But in order to integrate into the collective, he changed after joining a certain brotherhood in the North District. After being developed into the Dark Coffin by the brothers in the Central District, he began to look abominable."

"for example?"

　　 Thinking of the memory palace in his mind, Lynch was a little uneasy.

　　He doesn't want to be a wretched man

　　 Luo Yunxi began to hesitate.

"At first he liked to collect some evil and weird horror and taboo items. I have been to his dormitory. The room was dark and painted with red handprints, and the walls were covered with human bones and leather products. He himself shrank in the corner and watched. A documentary about the killings flowing out of the underground black market."

　　 Lynch was a little bit chilly.

　　 is simply an anti-social personality, and shooting is a waste of bullets.

　　 "It is because he is already a little nervous and talking to himself that my parents arranged for him to take a two-month leave of school."

　　 Lynch immediately wondered, "If you are wronged, you have a debt, your family should also seek revenge for him to become such a dark coffin."

　　 Well, although the soul was eaten by him, he still has to pay attention to first come first.

　　 However, Luo Yunxi shook his head decisively.

　　 "Master, that's not what I said. The Central District divides the colleges according to the eight major factions and does not take part in it. There is actually a big reason."

　　 "When we deeply memorize runes and spell modules, this mode essentially changes the structure of the brain."

　　 said Luo Yunxi with a solemn tone, "So in my mother's opinion, Luo Qi is like this, which is more or less a negative effect of the extreme necromantic system."

　　 "As long as you get through this stage, you can more or less make up for most of the truth that you saw at the moment when you formally become a mage, and return to normal."

　　 "How many necromantic apprentices have even become disabled in order to break through. In contrast, Luo Qi's personality is distorted, but it is an acceptable category."

　　 "Will the spell-specialization faction affect the brain structure?" Lynch suddenly caught the key point.

　　 "How about multiple disciplines?"

　　 Luo Yunxi suddenly showed a charming smile, "Schizophrenia."

　　 Lynch patted his thigh immediately.

　　 Only then did he understand why generally only the guardian spirit possessors have the confidence to maintain and improve.

　　 If other people cultivate the second faction, it will be extremely difficult, so be cautious.

　　 In that case, it doesn't matter whether it is a picture of a cake or a castle in the sky.

　　 "Memory Palace" stores spell models to avoid changing the brain structure and thus affecting the characteristics of thinking, and once again blooms incomparable value.

　　 "Then why do you say that the dark coffin is also sick?" Lynch continued to ask.

　　 Luo Yunxi glanced around.

　　 After confirming that the crowd's attention was on the opening of "Black and White Game Inheritance", she said with confidence.

　　 "Because people who join this organization mostly pursue pathological pleasure."

　　 "For example?" Lin Qi was surprised.

　　 Luo Yunxi, who was quite unrestrained at first, was rather shy at this time.

　　 "They worship the Green Hat and enjoy the pleasure of being NTR. The rituals followed and performed are mostly similar."

　　 Luo Yunxi trembled as he said.

　　 "The heritage is the key carrier of the sacrifice. It symbolizes the invasion of the evil god."

　　 good fellow!

　　 Dark Coffin is actually an organization that is only suitable for being a friend but not an enemy?

　　 Lynch suddenly felt a little sympathy for the Fox Face Mage who tried to interrogate him in the early hours of last night.

　　 It's just that he looks at his memory palace, a little hairy.

　　 This thing is too long to be a reproductive worship tool, and it does not smell of heather. Why is it not like it?

　　 While Lynch was thinking about it, he suddenly felt the call of the familiar raven who only blows water.

　　 He immediately called it out.

　　 "Gu Gu?"

　　 The raven spreads its black feather wings and flies in the narrow space.

　　 "Master, who is this woman?"

　　 Lynch was a little tangled, and found it really difficult to introduce.

　　 Little did she know that Luo Yunxi chuckled lightly, took advantage of the situation, took his arm and pressed it close to her arms, "He is my master."

　　 Hey, we can’t take the Xiaohuangwen route.

　　 Lynch, who was afraid of the unfolding of "Bei De の Jia Karma", hurriedly pulled out, but found that he was tightening even more.

　　 "Goo, you ugly woman is also the master's demon?" The raven chuckles immediately.

　　 Luo Yunxi, who was a little impatient, kept a stiff smile, "Master, you flat-haired beast, it's really funny, in fact, I'm very good at roasting duck."

　　 Raven couldn't help but mock, "The smell of cheap perfume makes my nose a little itchy."

　　 Lynch hurriedly stopped, "What's wrong."

　　 Raven returned to the subject, "No, it's just that Miss Ying Luo wants to talk to her master."

　　 Lin Qi only noticed the "Roscross" badge in his pocket, already shining with the brilliance of contact.

　　 When the raven brings back a message to Zheng Ying, she is behind.

　　 He was still in a daze.

　　 "You raven, you are quite capable. You can find the trace of the phoenix and contact Zheng Yingluo for you." Luo Yunxi said with emotion.

　　 This is why Zheng Yingluo appeared, and even contacted him.

　　 "It's really capable."

　　 Lynch underestimated it. If I haven't seen him for a few days, his raven will automatically be paged.

　　 "Master, I am also very capable."

　　 worried that she could not keep up with the rhythm of the future predictor, couldn't help but say.

　　 Lynch couldn't help but glanced.

　　 What are you in dispute with the Familiar?

　　 "Master, don't you want to set up an organization club. In the early days of the establishment, a lecturer-level instructor is required for the first three years. I can do it, or let's register now."

　　 As expected.

　　 Lynch smiled, the 100-person dormitory just went to the sieve, no secrets could be hidden.

　　 Talking about Luo Yunxi's eyes twinkling, "The crystal palace of the master, take a crucial step."

Forehead.

　　 Lynch smiled still, "Sorry, the first group members are probably roommates."

　　 "Men are good too." Luo Yunxi teased.

　　 Lynch shook his head, "I can't make a decision that goes against my ancestors."

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　　 Half an hour before the start of the compulsory course of "Occultology", Lynch followed Luo Yunxi and finally submitted a series of materials to the college management office.

　　 Originally, an apprentice who had enrolled for three days applied to establish a community organization, how much would he be laughed out of.

　　 But Lynch is now shrouded in the "rumors" of the "Legendary Prophet".

　　 The waiter was respectful throughout the whole process, so he had to walk through the process himself.

　　 After reading a full page of warm reminders~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Lynch only needs to accept another interview and assessment, and the club will be announced.

　　 He was still at the center of the storm during class in the afternoon. He put on his hood and sat down in a remote corner.

　　 In addition to the hot topics last night, he also heard a lot of discussions in the Black and White Game.

　　 "Have you heard that, in the morning, countless young masters in the Central District, including young masters who have become famous, challenged the "black and white game" left by the legendary master Quinn, trying to get the inheritance."

　　 "What's the result?" The apprentice, who was busy with work-study programs at noon, looked curious.

　　 "What else can I lose?"

　　 "That's not right." Suddenly an apprentice asked, "Bluestar's artificial intelligence is also well developed, why didn't it specifically develop against this kind of Othello?"

　　 As everyone knows, the head apprentice sighed.

　　 "Yes or not, this is a completely closed book exam."

　　 "The mind is closed."

"Um?"

　　 "The chessboard is nineteen by nineteen horizontal and vertical lines. The process of breaking the game requires closing your eyes and throwing your consciousness into the mystery, which is similar to feeling the runes of the school oath."

　　 "The next whole process is to read out the coordinates of the place in turn."

　　 was previewing this lesson. Lynch was surprised when he saw the mysterious ritual elements such as "Tattoos" and "Magic Circle".

　　Blind chess?

　　 Except for his kind of memory palace rebuilding chessboard, ordinary people have to bear a huge amount of memory besides calculating, which is not easy at all.

　　 At this moment, a young man with blue glasses wearing a self-cultivating woolen coat walked into the classroom.

　　 He glanced at the audience and said aloud.

　　 "Trouble leaving with an intelligence test score of less than 300 in the college entrance examination, this is not the place for you to come."