"Concentrate! Concentrate!"

The old man patted him on the face and reminded Xiang Qi that he had to hold his breath and focus his forehead again.

Gradually, the boy felt that the place where the two foreheads were facing each other was heating up. It seemed that something was surging like an electric current, and it was transmitted into the brain through the skin and forehead bones. The spells of the skill were like hot fire, and they were engraved in the consciousness one by one.

The sudden incongruity and pain forced the boy to grit his teeth. However, as time passed, the discomfort caused by the spiritual power rushing into his brain became stronger and stronger. He couldn't help but groan and began to sweat all over his body. The learning method that he thought was a time-saving study turned into both painful and long torture at this time.

"Human, your claws hurt." The old man suddenly screamed, interrupting his spiritual power, and Xiang Qi took a breath, only to realize that when he was enduring the pain, his ten fingers were pressing against the old man's thin arm, as if he had fallen into his flesh.

"Sorry" Xiang Qi let go and apologized with breath. After a while, he was sweating profusely.

"Human, this will interfere with my teleportation consciousness. Keep your hands in mind, otherwise I will not be able to concentrate. Not only will you bear the pain in vain, but you will also not get the skills."

"Come on, I won't hurt you anymore."

If the scope of needle pricking is gradually expanding, the pain nerves spread from the intracranial to the whole body, making life worse than death.

Xiang Qi's teeth squeaked, and the muffled groan occasionally leaked from between his teeth turned into screams. The spiritual power of the other party's brain was overwhelming and pressed into his consciousness, without any room for breathing.

Xiang Qi's temples were beating, and only the sound of pulse pounding in his eardrums was left, his head was hot and swollen, and he was about to burst.

"Persevere, it'll be fine right away."

The old man's voice was a little weak, and it seemed that his condition was not very good. Xiang Qi had no time to look around at this time. All his nerves were mobilized and gathered on the other party's surging and fierce spiritual power impact.

Time is like a slow river, flowing to a dark, endless abyss...

In a trance, a voice seemed to be saying: "It's successful. Haha, it's finally successful this time! Haha, I'm so amazing, I can finally use spiritual magic."

It turns out that this guy treats him as a guinea pig!

Xiang Qi's eyes turned dark and his body fell on the bed with a bang. When his consciousness disappeared, the only thing that echoed in his mind was a swear word - I, Sun, you ancestors for 18 generations!

Deep in the majestic and magnificent hall, a man with three-dimensional and deep facial features was sitting on a high throne, with long legs overlapping, looking lazy and casual.

The hall was dark, and the dark curtains falling around it merged with the black clothes on the man. On the left side of him was placed, and the flowing black spiritual power was like a projector, reflecting the picture of the boy and the old man's forehead in the small wooden house at the bottom of the Nether City Valley.

The man thoughtfully held his forehead with one hand and placed the other hand on the handrail. His slender fingers were tapping repeatedly. His closed lips were faintly filled with a hint of unhappiness, and his ink-colored narrow eyes burst out with a sharp cold light. He glanced at the bright red liquid in the glass bottle on the edge, and his expression became colder.

"Charlotte"

The man's cold voice called out without emotion, and then a silver light shone under the throne and turned into a human form.

"Master, what are your instructions?"

The man named Charlotte had long silver hair over his shoulders and a long white dress. He was faintly filled with awesomeness between his eyebrows. He stood under the throne and bowed to salute.

The two masters and servants, one black and one white, have a very distinct contrast.

"Go and check the details of that person, and replace the bottle of blood, remember not to alert the snake."

"Yes, I'll do it now."

Baiyi was about to retreat, but suddenly she was stopped by her master.

"etc."

"What else does the master have to do?"

"You can come to the Illusion Domain together. The child has not much time left. You also want to accompany the child to the last journey, right? Sorry, this is the only compensation I can give you."

White clothes lowered their eyelids, looking gloomy, "I am very grateful to my master for entrusting the child to me... I have to be imprisoned in the abyss of Taltas forever than being occupied by consciousness. For that child, perhaps death is a better ending." As he said that, his eyes fell on the young man in the screen, "My master must be sadder than me, right? Xiaoqi would be fine if he was just an ordinary child..."

"This is his fate...their fate..." The man sighed faintly, got off the throne, gently stroked the beautiful face of the young man in the screen, "This price is nothing to me...Okay, you are busy, so you won't delay you."

"Subordinates surrender."

When the man saw Xiang Qi fainting in pain, he couldn't help but frown and whispered: "Do you want his life to force spiritual power with such a poor method?"

Xiang Qi fainted in pain when receiving the skill spell. However, the old man had no mercy and raised his palm and arched left and right on the boy's face. The slap was crisp and loud. After slapping it five or six times, Xiang Qi woke up in a daze.

My pretty little face was blown into a red autumn apple. When I woke up, my cheeks felt burning and painful.

Xiang Qi suddenly grabbed the old man's haggard hand, gritted his teeth and asked, "What are you doing?"

The account of treating him as a guinea pig just now hasn't been settled, but now he is slapped him. This old man is not ordinary.

When the old man saw Xiang Qi wake up, he smiled and said, "Human, you have finally woken up. It seems that this method is very effective for humans. You can save some precious medicinal materials for me."

"You can use healing."

Xiang Qi covered his hot face with his hands, and felt the bulge and swelling almost covered his sight of the eyes, so he didn't get angry.

The old man was obviously very humble when he was begging him to trade with blood, but he immediately became a person when the transaction was completed.

He raised a black-dirty index finger and waved it in front of Qi, saying, "Human, you don't understand this. Healing is not a spell to cure all diseases. This low-level magic is OK to treat injuries and remove magic, but it is not OK to faint. In a sense, fainting is self-protection of body functions and is not considered injury."

"You promised me to take me back to the edge of the bone bridge."

"That's right. We agreed before the transaction. I won't regret it. If I send you there, I will have nothing to do."

"Let's go, I don't want to continue wasting time here." Xiang Qi carried his backpack and looked at the old man, "Did you use Yuexing magic?"

"Oh, do you actually know how to practice magic?" The old man's eyes lit up and he raised his thumb to express his appreciation, "But I don't know, I only know the simpler wind-control magic."

"Flying Magic?"

"Uh..." The old man looked puzzled, but finally nodded, "Although it was just a control of the wind, the result looked the same, right?"

The old man took out a broom from behind the door. Only then did Xiang Qi realize that the old man said that the wind was similar to the sword in the game. He thought that he had said before that he was a witch doctor, and he might be similar to a witch.

The old man said flatteringly: "My magic is not great enough, so I can only barely use the broom. Just feel wronged."

I had seen a witch riding a broom on TV before, and it felt quite novel. Xiang Qi was just a teenager in his teens after all, and his curiosity was more than worrying, so he sat on it.

"Why don't you want me to send you to the zombie area? Is it interesting to have to walk such a big road by yourself?"

"I'll go back and get something." There were Glocks and a few grenades left behind before.

The old man first heard Niannian muttering a long list of inexplicable spells, then the broom rushed out of the door like an out of control motorcycle, and then hit the mountain wall not far from the door a few times. The old man used all his strength to lift the front of the broom upwards, and the two rushed upwards. Xiang Qi's boots rubbed the mountain wall with the mud of the boots, while the old man's own shoe was directly rubbed to the ground.

"Hey, will you?" Xiang Qi smuggled cold sweat from behind. The old man seemed not very reliable. His previous skills were taught in vain. But now this kind of flying technique was just a joke on that person's life.

"Don't talk, I'll be distracted."

Fortunately, this place is not far from the Dragon Bone Bridge, and in a short while, I saw the iconic bones. The old man turned the front end of the broom and flew straight to the Dragon Bone Bridge. However, because he could not grasp the appropriate control point, the two of them flew upwards. Because they were too close to the Dragon Bone, Xiang Qi's backpack was hooked by the Holy Dragon's ribs, and he almost fell off the broom.

Xiang Qi has been doing some high-intensity work since yesterday. He first fought against zombies in the cave, and then was bleeding by the old man. Then he used extraordinary means to engrave a certain skill into his brain. During this period, he had no time to faint and unconscious during the period. He was in a bad condition, but now he couldn't help but want to vomit as soon as his feet fell to the ground. He had heard of motion sickness, and he also saw a broom faint for the first time.

I make jokes to myself, but the people who read my jokes can't laugh.

As soon as Xiang Qi recovered, he found that the explosive packs and food he had placed next to the keel bones yesterday disappeared. There was nothing in this place except the corpses everywhere, so why did the things disappear? Could it be that someone came here to look for treasure after him? Xiang Qi looked at the other side, and the skull of the holy dragon remained in the state where he almost slipped down when he almost fell into the deep valley yesterday. Such a dangerous bridge, a slight splinter would crash, let alone make people pass through it safely.

Unless you can control the wind or fly magic.

"Human kid, I'm leaving, we're destined to see you again."

Xiang Qi suddenly realized that the smart watch on his wrist had turned on the flashlight when he left the cave. The old man kept saying that he had never been to the human world and was not familiar with humans, but why did he know how to set up high-tech products for modern humans? This person is indeed suspicious. Is it related to him that he was thrown into the illusion domain for no reason?

"Hey, wait a moment."

Xiang Qigang made a sound, but the old man flew out like a burning butt, almost running around in the form of a plane crash.

What does this old man mean?

Damn, you'd better not give it to me forever. I haven't figured out your intentions yet!

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!