Paradise of Demonic Gods

At the end of the day, the old lady clapped her hands and saw that everyone had looked over and could see a smug smile on her face.

Anyone who is familiar with the old lady understands that this is what she is happy to announce.

The old lady’s mouth is full of smiles and said: “The test report of the stars came out.”

The professions that human beings can cultivate are divided into two major categories, one is the most popular, and the warrior that everyone can cultivate.

There is also a wizard who only has the talent of the mind, and there is no one in the middle to practice.

If you want to say, the gap between the wizard and the warrior is basically the difference between the two-turned warrior and the one-turn warrior, the three-turn warrior and the second-turn warrior. That is the killing machine that is above all creatures.

Fang Xingjian naturally tested it after hours, but he did not have the talent of the wizard.

I heard the test report of Fang Xingchen has come down, and then look at the old lady's expression, all people are amazed.

The wizard qualification test will make a deep test on the tester's a series of mental states, physical state, **********, literacy qualifications, etc. The result of the test is naturally whether the tester has The possibility of becoming a wizard.

Facing the eyes of everyone, the old lady smiled and looked at Fang Xingchen and said: "Our family, it seems that there is a wizard. The test report said that Star has the qualification to become a red robe wizard."

"How...how is it possible?" Looking at this scene, the second aunt's face was so ugly that she knew that she could no longer compete with her three aunts from this moment.

The three aunts screamed: "Ha ha ha ha, red robe, is the talent of the red robe wizard, my son is a red robe wizard!"

"Witcher?" Sancha took the bag and said with a look of silly: "My son has a wizard talent? My son is a wizard, I want to be a wizard, hahahaha!"

The old lady saw Fang Xingchen, who was dumbfounded and did not know how to do it. She smiled and said: "Star, Grandma has already registered for you to the Wizarding Association. You must study witchcraft in the future."

The whole scene was in chaos, all kinds of envy, jealousy, excited eyes staring at Fang Xingchen, making him the absolute protagonist of this moment.

Fang Xingjian’s face also showed a eager look, but eventually turned into a stunned, slowly retreating outside the hall.

"Little Master has a wizard talent!"

"I heard that Xiao Shaoye tested the wizard talent."

"Really, the next five families have finally come to our homes."

Walking on the promenade, Fang Xingjian’s ears constantly heard the voices of people talking. In the twinkling of an eye, the news of the wizard’s talents has spread throughout the house.

Some people also looked at the face of Fang Xingjian with a look of gloating.

Fang Xingchen was originally favored by the old lady, and now has the talent of wizards. This is the star of the Stars, which is not liked by the old lady. His days are even more sad.

The feelings in Fang Xingjian’s heart are incomparably complex. They are happy for the younger brother’s possession of the wizarding talent. They are happy for the party’s upcoming prosperity, but they have a kind of bitterness, envy and envy.

‘Why... why are talented people not me? ’

‘If the talented person is me, will the grandmother like me? ’

On the occasion of Fang Xingjian, he unwittingly walked into a small bamboo forest, and the people around him could no longer see it, just as he entered another world.

Then, a sigh came into his ear.

"Ten ~ ~ Year ~ ~ Health ~ ~ Death ~ ~ two ~ ~ 茫 ~ ~ 茫 ~ ~"

Sighing in the ear, Fang Xingjian only felt a very lonely, incomparably cold feeling from the heart, it seems that his blood is frozen, his life has become dim.

However, after all, he was full of experience at the ninth level. He was able to turn around at any time. His physical quality was very different. He immediately responded and looked up. He saw a black robe standing back to him more than ten meters away.

The black robe looks vague, and the whole person is shrouded in a black glare, like a messenger from the Nether.

"Who are you? How dare you swear?"

Fang Xingjian immediately understood that the other party was definitely not a character that the little warrior could not deal with with his own turn. He wanted to disturb everyone in the house with a big drink.

When he knew that he had just finished saying this, the black robe turned back and pointed at him. The next moment, the purple flame came over. He only felt that the body was burned by the flaming fire, and the whole person subconsciously miserable. Cried up.

"what!"

"Young master, young master?"

Fang Xingjian opened his eyes and found a man standing in front of him calling him.

The scene is still bamboo forest, the scene of the yard, but there is nothing black robes, purple fire, it seems that everything is just a fantasy.

He looked at the next person in front of him and asked, "Have you seen the black robe? See the purple fire?"

"What black robes and purple fire? Young master, you have just been standing here." The next person paused and looked at each other with a strange look: "The ancestors told me to call you to the ancestral hall."

"Illusion?" Fang Xingjian shook his head, still couldn't understand what was going on, and only temporarily put it down.

He said: "Grandma told me to go to the temple? I know, I will go."

He walked all the way to the ancestral hall, but did not find it. I don't know when it started. There was a little burning purple tattoo on the back of his neck.

Fang Xingjian lowered his head and walked into the ancestral hall with respect and respect. The old lady had already stood in the middle of the ancestral hall and was looking at the tablet in front of him.

After the rich people make a name for themselves, they will always get some genealogy, things like ancestral halls, and the family is not exempt.

In this ancestral hall, the cards of the past generations of the Fang family are located. The ashes of the ancestors are also placed on the side of the ashes. The mother of Fang Xingjian is also among them.

Looking at the name of the moon above the moon (Fang Xingjian mother), the old lady Li Shuanghua revealed a complex look.

When she heard the footsteps of Fang Xingjian, she did not look back. She just said, "Have you turned around recently?"

"Yes, it’s been more than a month since the baby was nine."

The old lady nodded. "Where are you going to go?"

Fang Xingjian honestly said: "I intend to apply for the first Blue Mountain College."

Blue Mountain College, which is a warrior school run by the military, specializes in training outstanding young soldiers in humanity.

The old lady suddenly said: "A magical pattern of a turn, you are not ready yet? I will give you two million for a while, you can directly buy the violent animals on the market, and change your job quickly."

When I heard the old lady’s words, Fang Xingjian was surprised and could not believe it. The magical transfer system is built on top of the magic lines, and the magic lines require the essence of violent animals from different circles.

Fang Xingjian has been troubled by how to get violent animals. I didn't expect to have to deal with my grandmother to help myself.

But before he finished the surprise, the old lady over there has already said: "Blue Mountain College, you don't have to go. I have already contacted the Wizards Association with the Stars. When you turn around, go to the Wizarding School with him. ""

Fang Xing Jian Shen Shindo: "Witch School?"

"The wizard is still fragile before a turn. Just as your brothers are united, I want you to be his apostle. You are a brother. Take care of him at the witchcraft school..."

Fang Xingjian, who is behind the old lady, has not heard it. His mind has been completely filled with the words of the apostles.

The apostle of the wizard, this is a good statement. He also has a name, called the witch slave, which is a wizard who uses some evil witchcraft to bind another life to himself. The witch slave will always obey the sorcerer and can pass on any damage suffered to the witch slave.

However, the requirements of the witch slaves are extremely demanding. They are not only physical, but also have high intellectual requirements. They must also have compatriots with blood relations. For example, Fang Xingjian and Fang Xingchen.

Fang Xingjian’s hard work and hard work for many years has become a stepping stone for Fang Xingchen to become stronger.

Fang Xingjian smirked: "Grandma, you haven't cared about me since I was young. When I was six years old, I was fainted by fever. When I was dying, I was sent to the hospital where I went to see you. You didn't even look at me.

Over the years, my monthly money has been deducted by my second aunt. Every day I have to be rushed by the three aunts before I rush, I have never swallowed, but you never asked.

Now that Starry Morning has a witchcraft talent, I am also very happy, but you actually want me to be his witch slave?

Grandma, I only ask, do you really treat me as a grandson? ”

"Funny." The old lady slaps a slap in the face of Fang Xingjian, watching the other's stubborn eyes anger: "You are talking to your elders?"

"When I am a grandson, I naturally are when you are an elder. If you don't treat me as a person, I naturally don't respect you as an elder." Fang Xingjian looked at the old lady and said firmly: "Blue Mountain College, I must To go, the stars are my brother, but I will not give up my life for him."

"Oh." The old lady laughed and said: "Well, when is this family at your turn to be the master?"

Young people do not know how to advance and retreat, naturally it is up to the elders to make decisions, your life? The moment you were born, it was the family of my family. I grew up eating my family's meal. If it weren't for me, you would have starved to death, and there is still life there. ”

"I won't go." Fang Xingjian strongly resisted: "I will not be a witch slave if I die."

Humph!

The old lady was cold and screamed, and the hurricane blew her face. The violent atmosphere was directly pressed against Fang Xingjian, and he was crushed to death.

"Your life is given by me. You are born to be a Fangjia, and death is also a ghost of Fangjia. It is not possible for you to make some messy thoughts."

"Star is now the hope of our family, you have to be his shadow, protect him forever, even if he is going to die."

"No one should die for others." Fang Xingjian shouted: "You actually want me to be a witch slave, but I am not a grandson. My star sword has not been your grandmother since today."

"Ha ha ha ha." The old lady's face was white, and the cold light in her eyes seemed to be able to freeze the space. She turned her head and looked at the tablet behind her. She said: "Fang Yueru, you have a good look, this is The son of the wild seed you gave birth, shameless, not the right person, is exactly the same as you were."

"You are not allowed to marry my mother." Fang Xingjian's face is red, and the muscles under his body are shaking at a very high speed. He wants to stand up.

But the power of the thirteenth level is by no means he can deal with it now. He only listens to the old lady's cold screaming, and the violent pressure is put on the ground, and he puts the whole person on the ground and faints.

The old lady Li Shuanghua sneered a few times and walked outside the hall. Dozens of black-black warriors stumbled over the ground.

This is the secret of the Fang family, only the old lady Li Xiaohua knows the content of the magic pattern, the attribute grows into the strength quality +3, the speed quality +2, the endurance quality +4 ink crystal ride.

They wore more than two hundred kilograms of alloy armor, equipped with high-period wavelength knives produced by the military, and equipped with the latest electromagnetic rifles. Almost every one is a humanoid tank, and it is also one of the most elite forces of Fangjia.

"Look at him, don't let him out."

"Yes."