Chapter 447

Wu Huang in Mo Qianqian's eyes

With the kindness of Yang Cong’s mother, the few people found a restaurant of pretty good grades and had a small meal. Please remember.

As a result, not only the relationship between the three middle-aged people became much more harmonious, but even the relationship between Wu Huang and the younger generations was brought closer to the small wine table. From being stranger to being a little familiar now, thinking about the next three or four years, they would have been sleeping under the same roof, laughing and scolding each other. The atmosphere naturally became stronger.

It can be seen that Yang Cong's mother is a very good woman in the social arena and can speak eloquently. Yang Cong's cheerful and extroverted personality is probably inherited from his mother and is also a traitor. The only thing that such people have in common is that they have to be thick-skinned!

Like Zhao Xing and Gong Jiebei, there is no such shamelessness! Wu Huang has no shortage of shamelessness, but generally, if necessary, he will not go to have a shameless attitude to make friends with others. If necessary, he can still do it. For example, during the Micro Realm, during the Holy Academy exam, in order to prevent some evil people from succeeding their plans and to enter the Holy Academy normally, he can be shameless and pluck the courage to join everyone to demonstrate together.

After the luncheon, Yang Cong's mother stood up and settled the bill before the two middle-aged men, and left one after another with Zhao Xing and Gong Jiebei's father.

Yang Cong and the other two planned to go to the computer city. If possible, Yang Cong was going to buy a computer and asked Wu Huang if he wanted to go together.

Wu Huang shook his head and said, "I won't go. There is still something to do later. I probably won't come back tonight!" Wu Huang scratched his eyebrows and continued, "I am used to being lazy and free. If you look back, you don't have to be too surprised if you see me missing classes all day long, because this is my life!"

The three of them were stunned for a moment, and they all felt a little confused. What was Wu Huang's words meant! But they didn't ask in detail, and they were not familiar with each other to that level.

Wu Huang left the three of them and found a place where no one was left. He went to the paper products factory and glass factory, transferred some accumulated goods, and an hour later, he came to the Micro-Biography.

After throwing the inventory into the warehouse, Wu Huang went to the back mountain of the Holy Courtyard. On the back mountain, the tutor and the Pavilion Master had not returned yet, and there were still only the eldest sister, the third brother and the eighth sister. The other senior brothers and sisters also did not return from the battlefield.

Because the Pavilion Master has not returned, the matter of Wu Huang, Senior Sister, Eighth Sister and others being conspired to be killed by the Temple and the Temple of Disasters can only be decided.

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(Reported) Without the Pavilion Master to make the decision, others dare not act rashly. After all, this is not a trivial matter.

If you are not careful, a great battle will be initiated between the Holy Academy, the Bauhinia Empire and the Western Paradise Temple.

Although this kind of war has not yet begun in history, this time, the Western Ji Temple has done a little bit.

The Xiji Temple and the Temple of the Scourge are originally mortal enemies, and the Temple of the Xiji Temple even regards anyone in the Temple of the Scourge as heresy. However, they actually put aside their faith in their hearts and cooperated with the heresy, and also pointed out that the disciples of the Lord of the Holy Academy were heresy and wanted to kill them, which was unreasonable anywhere.

But obviously, the old pavilion master is not here, and Wu Huang is not qualified to make decisions about such things. Although he wishes to blow up the Xiji Temple to the sky, if he does this alone, the danger is still very high. Xiji Temple is not without masters.

Now, his strength is still at the level of the magician. Even though he is close to the peak level, he still has a way to go to become a magician. His strength in secret is only at the middle level of the mysterious level, and has not yet reached the high level. As for Longhua, how much combat power he has in this micro-world has not been confirmed. He is probably capable of fighting against the intermediate magician level or even the advanced magician level.

But if he meets a saint now, he may die miserably! Even if he summons a small beast against the sky, he may not be able to defeat it and he will run away in panic.

Thinking of this little beast against the sky, Wu Huang summoned it out of the monster space. As soon as the small bubble appeared, it jumped on Wu Huang's head and jumped up, as if he was very angry that Wu Huang locked it up for so long and was venting its little emotions. In a while, he pounded Wu Huang's hair like a chicken coop.

And while Bubble was screaming in dissatisfaction, a purple figure shot from afar, "Haha, I knew that Bubble was coming, come, come to my sister, hug me..." I could sense the bubble to appear, only the dragon, and on the back mountain of the Holy Courtyard, there was only the purple rose.

This purple shadow is the Bauhinia Rose. Under the call of the Bauhinia Rose, the small bubble on Wu Huang's head flashed, and a whoosh came to the arms of the Bauhinia Rose. The little head was ground on her little breast, revealing a cute and intoxicating look on her face.

"Hey! The little bubble is heavier again!" Holding the bubble, although it looks only a little bigger than a palm, the Bauhinia Rose could still feel its weight changing. After holding it carefully, she shouted in surprise: "Xiao Jiu, look, there is a small bag growing on the center of the bubble's eyebrows!"

Wu Huang looked at the little bubble. Indeed, a small bag was bulging on the center of its eyebrows below its silver obtuse horns, as if something was coming out of the cocoon. Wu Huang didn't know much about this little beast against the sky. He knew that it dared to challenge the purple dragon of the Zilong of the Bauhinia Rose. A month or two later, he challenged the emperor-level underground monster and killed it.

Now after nearly a year of growth, especially after swallowing a few dragon crystals, Wu Huang is a little confused about what level he has reached. He also doesn't understand what the small bag on his eyebrows means. The only thing that is certain is that the dragon crystal is very beneficial to it.

Wu Huang's eyes flashed, and his mental power penetrated into the space ring on his small claws and found that there were only five dragon crystals left inside. Only the ten dragon crystals fooled from her father, Bauhinia Rose, had been swallowed by her, but the small bag on its forehead had not yet fully grown. Wu Huang didn't know how many dragon crystals it needed if this small bag was fully manifested, and he didn't know what it would become if this small bag appeared!

But he estimated that the strength of this little thing should increase greatly. The dragon crystal that had swallowed the imperial-level underground demon dragon before and slept for a long time, it had changed a little. Now this change can be said to be the third stage. If the third stage is over, I wonder if there is still a fourth stage!

With Zijing Rose teasing the little guy, Wu Huang turned his body and headed towards the place where his senior sister lived.

Seeing Wu Huang go to "play the piano" again, Zijing Rose curled his lips slightly, but did not stop him.

When Mo Qianqian saw Wu Huang, her eyes couldn't help but condense slightly, and she smiled and said, "It seems that you have understood something again recently!"

Wu Huang reached out and scratched his eyebrows and said, "It's a bit troublesome! I always feel it's slightest! It seems to have caught it, but after thinking about it carefully, I've caught nothing..."

"The artistic conception is something elusive, so I can't hurry!" Mo Qianqian smiled and said, "If you understand, you understand it. If you don't understand it, it's useless to force it. Instead, you're inferior! Why not sit down and listen to your senior sister play a song!"

"That's the point!" Wu Huang laughed and sat on the small platform in front of the senior sister's cave. There was a little purple gold gourd in his hand. He raised his head and took a big sip. Mo Qianqian was not surprised to see the little purple gold gourd in Wu Huang's hand, but sat cross-legged, summoned a guqin and placed it on his knees...

In fact, this little purple gold gourd was given to Wu Huang by the Zijing Rose. Although she had used this to tempt Wu Huang to play with her, but Wu Huang directly refused. Although she was very angry, she was completely angry when she was hugged by Wu Huang that night.

She could also see that Wu Huang loved this little purple gold gourd very much, so he gave it to him before returning to the imperial capital.

This little purple gold gourd is a rare space magic prop. It looks very small on the outside, but it can hold a lot of wine inside.

As the piano sounded, Wu Huang was quickly trapped in that wonderful artistic conception.

Seeing that Wu Huang was limited to his artistic conception in just one breath, Mo Qianqian sighed slightly. People in the world say that she is so talented, but in her opinion, the young junior brother in front of her is the highest among all the brothers and sisters.

From practicing magic to now, it took less than a year. Many people can't finish this long process in their lifetime, but it only takes one year. Even her, it took five years to go from an ordinary magic awakener to a high-level magician.

It took her five years to go from a senior magician to a peak of magician. She has been staying at this peak of magician for five years. Although she has realized her own artistic conception in these ten years, she still feels that it takes some time to save for the transformation of the saint.

At the age of eight, she has learned magic, and now fifteen years of practice have passed. For many people, she is one of the three girls with the highest talent in the world.

However, in her opinion, no matter how talented they are, they are really insignificant compared to the junior brother in front of them.

Moreover, Mo Qianqian also knew that this was definitely not Wu Huang's real strength. In addition to magic, the younger brother could compete with Xiao Ba when he did not use magic. Although Xiao Ba was suspected of letting water occasionally when he was competing with him, this is enough to show that even if the younger brother had no magic, he still had absolutely unimaginable physical strength! And Mo Qianqian felt that even the Apocalypse Rock could not be given.

In addition, Wu Huang was carrying some strange weapons from ancient ruins... In Mo Qianqian's eyes, Wu Huang became more and more mysterious.
Chapter completed!