My Private Marvel System

When he walked into the bank, the old shopkeeper with presbyopic eyes looked at the banknotes for a while, and asked the guy to hold five hundred taels of cash. Dole took one hundred taels to the peddler, and the remaining three were equally divided. Rich with Share Dole cares about this most. ∽↗,

After the transaction, a group happily walked out of the bank, and the peddler patted Dole on the shoulder again and said:

"Little brother, this Horcrux pays attention to'recognize the master by dropping blood'. Drop a drop of your blood into the jar and you will become the master of this Horcrux. Even if others know the secret of the summoning, it is useless. Brother, remember that the secret to summon the Horcrux spirit is "Open Sesame"."

At the end of the hawker's words, his mouth was almost on the root of Dol'er, ‘open the door of Sesame, does this clay pot still have a door? Dole muttered and picked up the black clay pot and shook his head up and down to see from the beginning to the end, the hawker asked suspiciously:

"Brother, what are you looking at? Did you hear the secret I said?"

"Didn't you say to open the door! Where is this door?" Doer looked at the vendor in a daze.

"What door is there? This is the secret." The hawker almost didn't spray the rice, and walked forward as soon as he flicked his sleeves and held the silver. He disappeared into the crowd just a few times as fast as the last time.

It was dusk again when I returned to the Tongfu Inn. I was hungry for most of the day. I walked into the lobby to find an empty table and sat down, yelling for the buddy to bring food and drinks. After I came here once, I felt emboldened. , The well-dressed rich people next to him. The guy quickly brought up the wine and vegetables. The packaged dishes are naturally not as rich as yesterday. The wine is not as rich as the "daughter red" of the past decade, but it is still delicious and delicious in the mouth, and the wind and the cloud will clean up the wine and vegetables in a few strokes. . Then he hurried to the house where he lived. I want to see what is sealed in this Horcrux.

The black clay pots in the room are placed upright on the wooden table. As if offering to an ancestor, the three gathered together and touched their heads and looked at the dark patches under the can mouth. Dole put a finger on the can mouth and gently pulled the big blade, a drop of blood tickled. Flow into the earthen tank. The ceremony of'recognizing the Lord with a drop of blood' is finished, the next step is to summon the Horcrux spirit, put your hands together in front of your chest and mumble like'open the door with sesame seeds, open the door with sesame seeds', while Cheng Li and You are wide open. Closed his eyes. Curious about how this black clay pot will change.

Hmm, a cloud of green smoke suddenly floated out of the can, and the three frightened back, standing still and looking in surprise again. The green smoke did not disperse but floated on the mouth of the can and rotated from time to time, as if misty. The fire of **** curls around the earthen jar, a bit weird and more mysterious.

The green smoke swirled around a few times and finally turned into a human form, a baby-sized figure, with long green hair and a light green dress, and a charming, enchanting, delicate and graceful figure. The pink face has faint green eyes, blinking dreamy eyes like water waves. It was a charming and beautiful elf.

Spreading a graceful posture and spinning on the earthen jar, like Lingbo Qingwu's glamorous beauty, the little elf finally held his jaw with both hands and blinked while looking at Dole with green eyes, giggling like a charming little beauty:

"Langjun, why do you call out slaves!"

The soft voice is almost comparable to Le Yi. The three stared at the scene in front of them in a daze. Doer and Cheng Li's eyes shone sharply. Unexpectedly, the elf in this earth-breaking pot was actually a little beauty. It was amazing, Cheng Li watched as a pile of halals flowed out.

The elf giggled again:

"Langjun, what's the matter with summoning a servant!"

The three finally woke up and looked at each other for a while, "Who is the man?" ’, the elf seemed to see the three doubts and smiled even more beautifully:

"Who is my master, who is my prince!"

‘Oh, am I not your man! Dolxin gladly stood up a shriveled belly and walked a few steps closer, then walked to the table again, bowed his head and stared at the elf. He couldn't see clearly enough just now. There was a blush on the face of the elf, and the hands holding his chin changed into long sleeves to cover his face, and he lightly buried his head with a tender and shameful expression.

"Langjun, if you look at the servant girl like this, the servant girl will be shy."

‘Oh’ Dole scratched his head in embarrassment and said:

"Can you tell me the second level of cultivation mentality of'Mingfeng Sect'!'Black Fire Academy' is also fine."

"Langjun, you have been deceived, how can I be a demon spirit knowing the cultivation mentality of Orthodox religion!"

"Ah! Don't you know!" Dole jumped three feet high, and was deceived by this profiteer, saying that a person cannot step into the same river in his life, but one person falls into the same pit continuously. The idiot is out of treatment. Dole fell and kicked heavily on the leg of the table, the black pot Kuang Dang on the table swayed, and the elf whirled vigorously along with the shaking black pot, dancing in embarrassment.

Cheng Li rushed over and hugged Dole tightly:

"Dole, don't be excited and speak slowly, don't scare the elf."

This kid is used to pretending to be nice in front of beautiful women, even if this is just an elf, the black pot finally settles down and the elf floats on it, his face is pale and his hands are tightly pressed against his chest, it seems that he is not lightly scared.

"It's over, it's over, brother is really gone, just let brother die!" Dole howled.

"Langjun, do you really want to practice exercises!"

The elf eased for a while and restored that charming expression, turning his green pupils to look at Dole, isn't that obvious! Dole kept nodding his head.

"Langjun might as well practice magic arts, I am the demon spirit spirit slave, and I still know a little bit about it."

"What is magic power? What kind of cultivation method?" Dole looked at the wizard curiously, knowing very little about the world, and even less of the classification of this method.

The elf smiled mysteriously, and his charming red face was inexplicably more unpredictable. He sat on the mouth of the jar with his knees bent and his feet were in the air, feeling leisurely:

"The exercises in this world originate from one source, and the exercises for this entry are even more the same, but with the deepening of the realm, the exercises will be different, and some evil and some are pure, so there is The difference between magic power and orthodoxy."

"You mean this magic power is evil." Dole finally heard something.

The elf smiled lightly, this smile was a bit weird and a bit playful evil:

"Are you afraid of Lang Jun!"

"I've been afraid of Dole, the least fear is evil." Dole puffed his chest. It's hard to see others arouse him.

The elf spun around the black pot weirdly. Back to the original position, there is already an extra book in hand. The black cover was written with the four characters'Magic Heart Sutra', and the little white hand passed it to Dole, still with that playful evil smile. Regardless of whether he is evil or not, as long as he has practiced to strengthen his own strength, the half-size kid who lives in the pirate den knows what is good and evil.

He took the scriptures in his hand, and flipped through the first few pages to see that it was really no different from the mental method of the previous cultivation, and the movement of the Qi pulse was exactly the same. At this time, You Da also moved in. The three boys are heads to head and look at this magic heart sutra again. You Da is no less obsessed with cultivation than Dole. The mind of the previous cultivation is so familiar to his chest, he looked at it for a while and whispered:

"Huh! How can this technique be the same as what Dole taught us!"

Dole ignored him and flipped backwards, turning to the middle pages and then stopped and continued to read. It was different from his own cultivation mentality, but it was not incomprehensible, so he covered the scriptures. , Carrying his hands on his back and talking to the elf cheerfully:

"For the sake of you giving me my mind, I will accept you as a slave."

"Thank you Lang Jun." The elf's hands became lightly clenched into fists and pressed under his chin, smiling with a pleasant surprise. Seeing the shy and lovely elves, Mo Dor can't help opening his hands and wanting to have a big bear hug, ‘Come on, let Lang Jun hug! ’. Amidst the giggles, the elf turned into a light smoke and floated from between his hands into the black pot. The leaping hands hugged him abruptly, and Dole curled his lips, ‘so boring’.

Meimei slept, and woke up the next day it was dawn and ready to go out again, besides carrying a big knife behind her back, she also tied a cloth pouch on her shoulders, so much money out of thin air can’t put anything at all. In his arms, especially Dole had a black clay pot and a scripture. This mental method finally got its ground, and the next step was to kill Xiang Stai. Of course, to kill Xiang Stai, he had to find his whereabouts. The three were ready to stroll on the street and inquire casually. They just opened the door and crossed the threshold. There was a rustle of footsteps behind a large rockery in front of the yard.

The backyard of this Tongfu Inn covers an area of ​​tens of acres. There is not only a three-story pavilion, but also a few private courtyards hidden in the depths of the flowers and trees. A few days before Doer and the three boys stayed in the shop, a group of extremely Distinguished guests immediately packed these quiet courtyards and stayed there till today.

The sound of footsteps came and three people looked around, and after twenty or so people walked out of the forest, all of them were wearing all-blue dressing robes. This was a monk of Mingfeng Sect. The first dressing robe was covered with white clouds on the upper and lower sleeves. It was actually the highest-level monk. Wood, some of the rest are medium repairs and casual repairs, but most of them are casual repairs. What Dole admires most is the scenery of these monks, and the two most familiar monks, Liusi and Luo Ying, both come from Mingfeng Sect. There is more curiosity in his heart and can’t help but stop watching. Cheng Li and You You stopped and stared at these monks.

This group of monks walked past the three with their heads up and their chests swayed, without squinting, they didn't seem to see these three in their eyes at all, and three of them didn't care about the manners of these monks, and didn't know what it meant to be fear. He looked at himself, but Zuo Mu's direct eyes swept Duol's face when he passed by, and his forehead couldn't help but wrinkle slightly.

The monks walked by one by one, and when they saw the last monk, their eyes could not help but open their mouths, isn't this Big Brother Luo Ying! The lover of Sister Emily's dreams. When the call was about to blurt out, Luo Ying suddenly turned his face to look at Dole, put a finger on his mouth and blew lightly. It seems that he had seen Dole and knew that this kid would do this.

The call stuck in his throat and swallowed it back. Dole felt very upset. Did Luo Ying and the Shixiang pirates turn their backs on their virtues? Then Luo Ying opened her mouth wide and said a silent word to him, and the exaggerated shape of her mouth, Dole, could tell at a glance that'see you at night'.

The unhappy moment turned into excitement again, learning how these monks walked, shaking their hands and swaying for a few steps, and finally humming, ‘what’s so great about you’ at the back.

The three strolled around on the street aimlessly looking around, Cheng Li and You Da saw with relish, as if they would never get bored in this life, but Dole didn’t have such a good interest in thinking about how to inquire about Xiang Sita, so he wouldn’t be casual. Just ask if you pull a person. When the foodie You Da walked by the busiest pier under the Bluestone Bridge, the food stalls all over the street could not be seen at a glance. He was very happy to eat all the way with his mouth and mouth. Anyway, there was silver, and Cheng Li, the **** worker's eyes either fell on the woman's **** or on the breast. As soon as the two boys arrived in the bustling city, they fell into a drunk drink and threw the killing of Xiangstai out of the sky.

Walking straight with a dry tongue and soft legs and feet, I saw a tea shop on the side of the street. Under Cheng Li’s irritation, the three decided to go in for a tea break and rest. This tea shop is located in a good location, facing the river behind the street, but it is fresh and peaceful. There were five or six tables sparsely sitting in the tea shop, and the three sat down at an empty table by the window where you could see'Qinhe'.

The buddy walked over to greet the three boys. The three did not know what tea to drink and ordered three pots of jasmine tea. Soon the buddy dragged three pots of tea and put it on the table quickly, looking at the busy buddy Dole. As soon as you think about it, just ask this guy, try your luck. I took out an ingot of scattered silver from his arms and threw it on the table, a pair of rich people who can't finish eating it, "Brother, take this silver, let me ask you something."

The guy looked at the flying silver and his eyes suddenly brightened. This silver bullion was worth his half-year's wages. Unexpectedly, this dry and sloppy hillbilly was still a rich man. He picked up the silver and nodded and bowed.'Master, if you want to ask yourself Villain','Do you know the middle prince of this empire, Sang Stei? "The guy couldn't help but nodded, this Staiquan was so famous that all the officials of the Longse Empire knew this person.

Dorr was overjoyed and inquired before he knew that this Xiangstai’s mansion was not in the'Sami City' at all, but in the empire’s capital, the'Fire City'. When he asked, the guy kept shaking his head. Know so much. In the end, the guy asked instead, ‘Master, what do you ask this to do? For fear that this guy would go to report to the official in doubt, Dorr casually made up a reason, "We want to go to the palace as a helper, so inquire." The dude looked at three contemptuously, ‘the servants are still full of rich people, I don’t know what evil the ancestors have done’, and turned around to ignore Dole.

Unexpectedly, Xiangsitai is not in the'Sami City' but in the capital of thousands of miles away. It would take a lot of time for the light journey. Three suddenly felt the urgency of time, and Dorben wanted to set off right away~www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Thinking about the appointment with Luo Ying at night, I can only temporarily suppress my urgency and decide to leave early tomorrow morning.

The three strolled on the street for a while, and walked around the city for a long time. At dusk, they walked back to the inn and waited in the house early after eating the food and drinks. Late at night, the lights in the various rooms of the inn were extinguished one after another, and the backyard covered by the rockery and trees was quiet. When the three were waiting to be bored and sleepy, there was a slight knock on the door.

Dorten jumped out of the bed and opened the door. Luo Ying's sturdy and square face flashed under the faint light. He hurriedly let Luo Ying walk in, walked into the house and patted him on the shoulder.' Dole has grown a lot taller again. Dole grinned silly again. At this time, You and Cheng Li also surrounded him, and Dole gave another introduction.

The four people sat down around the table. Just as Dole was about to open his mouth to speak, Luo Ying was even more anxious and asked as soon as he sat down:

"Dole, how are your sister Emily now!"

The three drooped their heads speechlessly in their ears, and the usual mountain sparrow has now become a boring gourd that can't kick a three-legged fart. Luo Ying looked puzzled and asked again: (To be continued... )

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