The Bald Monk in the City

"What, eldest sister, you were also caught by him..."

Isabella looked at Olaana, who was a little tired, after asking why.

Suddenly, she stared at her elder sister with wide eyes.

But after feeling the elder sister's somewhat dangerous gaze, Isabella sensibly stopped the words she was about to utter.

She knows that her elder sister loves to fight, that is the essence flowing in her blood.

From small to large, she has witnessed countless battles of her elder sister.

She has also seen her elder sister look embarrassed, but her eyes have never dimmed since she saw it.

Now, still so...

"It's because I'm unfamiliar with the skills in my hands. He has improved faster than I thought..."

"It's not so much lost in his hands, it's better to say it's lost to my recent looseness in training."

"There are many reasons for failure. He does have a very strong bloodline, but I will not admit that the bloodline in my body will be weaker than him."

"Weak, it's me."

"My sister, I have nothing to teach you spiritually, you are a master in this respect."

"But you have to remember: emotions can be deprived, but the shame needs to be washed by yourself."

"And the shame is not a failure, but a slack to oneself!"

Olaana looked at her sister, she hoped she could grow up.

Indeed, Isabella already has amazing achievements in mind.

However, at some point, she was still too lazy.

If possible, Olaana still hopes that she can maintain such a carefree life.

But now it seems that as the empire grows stronger, the enemies she has to face become stronger and stronger.

In this situation, the deepest love is to spur her to grow and become stronger.

"Starting today, you must complete 5 times the standard training every day."

"When you can beat me, the training can end."

Olaana said coldly at her sister.

The love between the legendary warrior and the dragon's favor is always deeper than ordinary things...

Isabella:...

Doom and luck are a pair of goddesses entangled with twins. When you usher in unexpected joy, there is a deeper doom creeping in the shadows...——The Revelation of the Ring of Destiny z-Dasser

At this moment Isabella has a deeper understanding of this sentence...

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"Time is such an interesting thing, I never thought I could see you again."

Before the treasure house of the empire, the old man in black robe looked at Yi Qiu in front of him, and there was some strange light shining in his muddy eyes.

He has witnessed the history of generations of empires, but encounters like this are rare.

Sure enough, living a long time can always encounter some interesting things...

"Young monk, please allow me, an old man who only has age to show off, to call you like that..."

The black-robed old man looked at this monk who was already very different from before, his body was full of power that made him breathe a little bit sharply.

He knew what it was, and the will of the legendary monks would always unnaturally suppress these remnants of their souls lingering in the dark.

"Let me think about how long it has been since you last time."

"Oh roar, from a monk apprentice who has not yet reached the extraordinary, to a legendary monk."

"Probably this is the feeling of living to witness a legendary story?"

The black robe old man smashed his mouth and seemed to be tasting something:

"The taste is not bad, I feel that this encounter will allow me to live another thousand years."

"Yes, I think these volitions of will are enough to allow me, an old man, to sustain another thousand years in this darkness..."

"Forgive an old guy for being talkative, please come in, I will show you the way..."

The black-robed old man took out a burning oil lamp from the wall behind him.

Then, he raised his head and smiled at Yi Qiu.

Under the light of the oil lamp, his face with only the bladder left looked a little hideous.

"It seems that at least my arrival is not meaningless."

Yi Qiu looked at the black robe old man, this should exist in some form, resembling a heroic soul.

For an ancient civilization with a long history, it should have its heritage.

Although, it does not directly determine the ultimate success or failure...

After passing through the dark passage where Yi Qiu had some impression, they walked into the treasure house of the empire.

Compared with the rush before, this time Yi Qiu had enough time.

But he didn't intend to stay here for long, he didn't have the love of rare things like dragons.

"Are there any books on tearing flow in the treasure house?"

After thinking about it, Yi Qiu said to the black-robed old man in front of him that they were moving to the book collection area of ​​the Imperial Treasury.

"Tear the stream? Is that genre of boldness?"

The black robe old man stopped, and he stood there thinking for a while.

Then he shook his head:

"That guy is not an aboriginal in the empire, he and you are generally adventurers from a foreign land."

"In fact, in the empire, there are very few schools of practicing freehand skills."

"But I think I know, where should I take you-in the book collection C area, there are some inheritances left by foreign adventurers like you."

"I'm not sure if there is what you want, but I think we have plenty of time."

The black-robed old man raised the oil lamp in his hand, and he continued to lead the way.

This time he walked a bit faster, as if he had received some urging messages.

Yi Qiu walked along with him in this deep imperial treasure house, this time he did not feel those gazes in the darkness.

"I still remember what the eldest princess looked like when she was a child. She is a proud girl since she was a child..."

"Actually, my memory is not very good. I can barely remember some things within a thousand years."

"Going forward for more than a thousand years, my memory can be tranced."

"But I'm sure that the princes of the empire should all look ordinary."

"Yes, they are the descendants of that guy, how can they be as meek as ordinary girls?"

"What do I tell you about this? In your opinion, is there a difference between a girl and a boy?"

The black-robed old man shook his head, and he babbled something.

Yi Qiu can perceive that after entering the treasure house, his consciousness has become more active than before~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This makes Yi Qiu some understanding of his form of existence, after all, ordinary life cannot Have such a long time...

"Ha, we are here."

"Book Collection Zone C-the heritage of those exotic adventurers!"

"Go, young monk, this may not be the best collection of the empire, but there are some surprises."

The black-robed old man walked aside and gave up the road.

At this time, a passage full of various messy books appeared in front of Yi Qiu.

Yi Qiu still remembers that he once met Isabella in such a scene and obtained the books related to tearing flow.

Yi Qiu urged his eyesight, and suddenly the dark library room was illuminated by two golden lights.

As for the entire book collection area, there is no secret in Yi Qiu's eyes...