"Squeak squeak squeak..."

In a corner of the north coast of the Sharpha Continent, on a spacious gravel road, with the friction of the axles of the carriage, a carriage was walking from the end of the extremely distant road.

It was early autumn, and the scenery along the carriage was good, but the one in the carriage was obviously not able to observe the scenery around him.

"Hiss...Hesitting...Heart hurts..."

This was Fang Ming's first impression after he woke up. He had just woken up from a nightmare and felt like a hole had been opened on his head, and the pain seemed to be about to crack.

"What's going on? I've just been playing mobile card games at home for a long time and I've been sleeping on the table. Why does it hurt so much? Could it be that when I was sleeping, my family was thief, and then the stupid thief beat me up with a stick?"

Shaking his forehead, which was still constantly shaking, and rubbing his eyebrows slightly again. Fang Ming had the energy to see his surroundings at this time, but it would be fine if he didn't look at it. When he saw it, a stream of cold sweat was immediately behind him, which directly wet his back.

Opening his eyes, looking at the surrounding environment, and looking at the scene in front of him, Fang Ming seemed to be on a carriage.

The carriage is... This is really new. His country hasn't seen a carriage for many years since it officially entered an industrialized country a hundred years ago.

Moreover, looking at this style of carriage, it is not what he knows at all. The old antiques from any dynasty in his country are more similar to the structural styles in the Western European Middle Ages!

As his body and the car body continued to rise and fall, Fang Ming felt the ups and downs, which directly touched the wound on his head that was not even on his head, making him so painful that he kept pumping the air conditioner.

It was a very remote view of the unique scenery of the West in the medieval world. If he couldn't think of what was happening to him, he would have been tempted by himself for more than ten years in the sea of ​​books. As an experienced driver of the Akime Mountain Bike God.

"This... no, am I traveling through time? This is also soul-walking, it's too exciting. I don't want to travel through time at all, especially in this era when there is not even a piece of straw paper and everyone uses a hemp rope when they go to the toilet. By the way, if I commit suicide now, can I still go back alive?"

Fang Ming's heart was thunder in his heart, and then he turned around and turned inside. His purpose was to enter the carriage wall surrounded by empty wooden boards. Not far from him, there were two or three blond and blue-eyed Westerners sitting cross-legged here.

At this moment, they were all sitting and closing their eyes to rest. No one looked at him, as if they didn't know at all. Only in a moment, the companion in front of them had changed colors in the essence of the soul will.

Fang Ming tried hard to straighten his body against the carriage, but his face was as usual and coughed slightly. He closed his eyes and rested like the few people beside him, pretending to be indifferent.

After all, in this carriage, he is really unfamiliar with the place, and he doesn't even know the names of these people. Once he speaks, he will be a huge flaw.

If you are suspicious of something happening to them, God knows what will happen! Anyway, it is definitely not a friendly thing.

And looking at the mysterious clothes of these people and their extremely mysterious wizard style, Fang Ming couldn't help but chaotic, "The Three Pure Ones, the Great God of Haotian, God Jesus, and those big guys who can't remember their names are here, you must bless me. Don't be a magical world here. I have already traveled through time. If I am thrown into the magical world where civilians are like slaves and are not as good as a dog, I can really think about how to commit suicide next."

It was when Fang Ming closed his eyes and kept murmuring and praying in his heart, as he recalled, countless memories were rolling out in his mind. These were his physical memories, but now these memories were unreservedly presented to him.

With the blessing of "him", after having these memories, Fang Ming finally got a little understanding of the world.

This is a world similar to the medieval Western world, where civilians crawl on the ground like slaves. One by one, kings pulled his noble knights to play boring games on the continents.

Only the great wizards are standing above the sky of the world, treating everything as their private property, and controlling their destiny wantonly. They call the wind and rain, and they can do everything!

My current body was originally the son of a little nobleman, and he was born in a wizard's elemental magic particles that had declined and there would be no wizards on the continent.

However, because he was found to have the talent of a wizard, his body father, a viscount, was able to board a giant cross-sea ship that only once once every twenty years, come to this continent, join a Black Wizard Academy, and become a noble first-class wizard apprentice.

This is his luck.

But unfortunately, his qualifications are too terrible. The lowest wizard qualification directly represents that no matter how hard he works, he basically never has the chance to break through the third-class apprenticeship wizard apprenticeship in his life. As for becoming a real wizard master... such a delusion is simply funny.

It is precisely because of this that after he arrived at the Wizards Academy, he was always at the bottom of the academy. Even the subsidy for a magic stone per month in the academy was privately snatched away early.

As for now, he was just a desperate bet and participated in a small team of trainee wizards outside to participate in a mission, preparing to earn magic stones.

But just now, when they were hunting a "sharp soul bird", he led the way and rushed up first, but was hit by the blood-type spells inspired by the bird, almost a first-level formal witchcraft, and was happily taken to the bento at that time. This made him, a visitor from another world, have the opportunity to occupy the magpie's nest.

"What an idiot. Even someone is looking for cannon fodder and can't tell the idea of ​​finding a meat shield. He deserves to be blocked by someone.

No wonder the people next to me don’t care about my abnormality at all. In my current state of drifting soul will, it is normal for them to have any situation. They may not be surprised." Fang Ming kept flipping the memories in his mind, and he couldn’t help but complain silently in his heart.

"Hey~ What's this thing?" Suddenly, Fang Ming seemed to have discovered a new continent. Seeing that deep in his consciousness, a hazy light seemed to shine slightly. Unable to bear his curiosity, Fang Ming tried to touch him slightly.

Suddenly he felt a severe pain in his mind. The pain suddenly came, with many strange memories and magical scenes.

“The initial one changed everything.

The successor two agree more.

The three undertaken show the future.

Weiyan's Four hides himself.

The ending five lost their meaning... I followed the God-Man contract written by the "God of Odin" in the Temple of Heroes and summoned me! Are you my Masta?"

Looking at the magician who was floating in his mind holding a magic wand with white hair and waist, with picturesque eyebrows, and a charming and beautiful woman smiling at him, Fang Ming was immediately as if he was hit by an electrode: "Wori, I remembered that I had never drawn until death. The sky had eyes... I actually drew him in this world!

Moreover, this seems to be a blessing from the Moon World... God, I'm not so lucky."

Endless information from different time and space surged wildly in his mind. With a "rattle", Fang Ming finally couldn't stand the erosion of such information. He rolled his eyes and leaned against the wall of the carriage and fainted heavily.

"Hi! Lelin! Wake up...don't sleep. We're at the college."

After a while, Fang Ming seemed to hear someone calling him in the carriage, and he couldn't help but open his eyes quietly.
Chapter completed!