The Bald Monk in the City

"Your body... seems to be trying to interfere with my will..."

　　 Emma looked at Yi Qiu who appeared abruptly. The moment after she subconsciously smiled, Emma suddenly frowned and looked at Yi Qiu and said.

　　 Just like what she said: When she saw Yi Qiu, she felt that he had become more ordinary and unremarkable.

　　 Of course, this does not refer to the aspect of appearance or temperament, but an overall evaluation and judgment.

　　Even though Emma has not done too much training in terms of will.

　　 But after gradually completing a certain coordination and unity with the powerful blood vessels in the body.

　　 Emma's will is no longer just the will of the mortal.

　　 In fact, to a certain extent, it can feed back the related mental projection of a powerful pure blood dragon.

　　 This is also the reason why Emma encountered blockage in spell research.

　　 In fact, if Emma has a strong will, there is no shortage of possibilities for the two to stand side by side.

　　 Just for Emma, ​​she has her own path.

　　The long tempering of mind and will is not suitable for everyone.

　　 So, when Emma's pure and domineering will forged by bloodline power is mixed with some other things, Emma can detect it very quickly.

　　 Of course, for her, it was obviously too difficult to resist the power of a powerful divine god.

　　 But for Emma, ​​this revelation didn't have much impact.

　　 After all, in her opinion, Yi Qiu can play the role of his friend well.

　　 But if it’s a partner, it’s not so certain...

　　 "The power of a deity interferes... no stranger, maybe you still have some impressions..."

　　 Yi Qiu looked at Emma. Apart from the higher indoor temperature, he could still feel the residual anger in the air.

　　 It is so pure and bursting, obviously Emma has taken a lot of effort to clean up her emotions.

　　 "I have an impression?"

　　 Emma thought for a while, and without much thought she remembered the scene she had seen.

　　 For exotic gods, Emma's senses are complicated.

　　 When she was adventurous, she had also met those fanatical and determined followers of the gods.

　　 They are not as crazy as the world imagined, but with an admirable and subconsciously retrospective leadership charm.

　　 Naturally, she has also come into contact with the solicitation of certain foreign gods, or a choice of belief.

　　 But obviously, these are all past.

　　 Before the arrogant will of the pureblood dragon, few deities could harvest their faith.

　　 It is well known that most of the gods that dragons believe in are gods made by dragons.

　　 As for alien gods, the belief in dragons is rare.

　　 Generally speaking, there may be more biases towards a small number of dragons related to kindness.

　　 For the evil dragons, the mother of evil dragons can already satisfy most of their religious needs.

　　 "She found you? I always feel that the painting style is a bit strange..."

　　 Emma looked at Yi Qiu with subtle eyes, but she did not delve into it.

　　 After all, now, she has more important things to deal with.

　　 "You should have received my message, so what do you think?"

　　 Emma looked at Yi Qiu, then she said to Yi Qiu after being silent for a while.

　　 "I don't think they can persecute our students in this way. If they choose a more peaceful way, maybe I will consider it."

"but now……"

　　 Emma’s voice smelled of gunpowder, and the flames in her eyes seemed to ignite again:

　　 "I will be more willing to show them the mysterious power they desire!"

　　 Emma suppressed her voice and said, which made Xia shrink back again.

　　 Damn! This female dragon is going crazy again!

　　 Maybe I have to run away from home?

　　 Just after this thought came to Xia's mind, it shuddered after seeing the slippery print on the wall beside it that had not faded.

　　 "Restrain your anger, Emma."

　　 Yi Qiu looked at Emma, ​​he didn't understand the power inheritance of the dragon warlock.

　　 But according to his understanding, any uncontrollable force is dangerous.

　　 And now, the blood energy that is too violent, obviously makes Emma a little hard to control.

　　 "Proceed as you said-this is not necessarily a bad thing for the material world."

　　 "But everything needs to be actually done before we can draw a conclusion."

　　 "But this is not what I care about. In fact, I think you can consider some related will resistance training, Emma..."

　　 Yi Qiu looked at Emma. In fact, he rarely interfered with other people's power choices.

　　 But as a friend, Yi Qiu feels that he has a responsibility to remind Emma to a certain extent.

　　 What's more, the destructive power of an out-of-control advanced dragon warlock is actually very terrifying.

　　 She may not be able to destroy a material world, after all, even the most powerful spell she currently masters can destroy at most a city.

　　 Of course, after the increase in magic circle ceremonies, that was another situation.

　　 But for the destruction of mortal lives, she is no more dangerous than a walking nuclear weapon...

　　 "Thank you for your suggestion, Yi, I will consider it."

　　 After listening to what Yi Qiu said, Emma's face became much calmer.

　　 As an existence with no low intelligence, Emma naturally has her plans and plans.

　　 But sometimes, there is no direct connection between emotional control and your intelligence.

　　 More often, it is a repetitive training and confrontation product.

　　 "In fact, when I was preparing to establish a magic academy, I didn't think so much."

　　 The two sat down at the round table in Principal Emma's room. Emma said in a low voice while preparing black tea.

　　 "But I don't regret it, because it really brings me enough fun."

　　 "But happiness is not a breeze. It often requires a heavy and stable foundation as a prerequisite."

　　 "Like a paradox, you will never be able to complete the coordination between the two."

　　 Emma looked at the relevant examination papers piled up on the desk, and she seemed to have those little faces that were depressed, or gritted her brows.

　　 Emma thinks maybe that is the joy of education, to witness the growth of each child.

　　 is like planting a tree, watching it sprout immature buds from a small seed.

　　 Then, gradually winding and stretching, growing into a dense emerald green.

　　 "So, I am willing to pay for it!"

　　 Emma looked at Yi Qiu, her eyes were extremely firm.

　　 Then there was a pause. She took out a bottle of reagent with some fresh **** and hot smell from her backpack:

　　 "And they must pay for their actions!"