wear it lord god

Chapter 524 The Magic Heir 18
In Aslan Manor, Draco, who was flipping through the magic book, stopped, as if thinking of something.

Looking at the moonlight outside the window, where the shadows of the branches shake.He seemed to be talking to himself: "Dragon Breaker~"

Then I felt that the candle was too dark, so I chanted a spell, and the crystal lampshade outside the candle shone brightly, and the whole dark room became brighter.He lowered his head again and continued reading.

"Mmm, delicious!" Xi Ning didn't lift his head, but raised one hand, chewing: "Two more steaks."

"Okay!" the man yelled, "Two more steaks."

The people in the small restaurant all showed surprise eyes, looking at the girl in the magician's clothes, eating and munching.She has already eaten far more than twice the amount of ordinary men. Seeing that she is not big, how can she eat so much?

Brad, who was sitting across from him, was used to it. In the past two days, as Superman Lina ate, her hair was gradually turning black at a visible speed.

Everyone was talking about a girl who could use dark magic, blasting the ground into a big scorched hole, but they didn't know that a girl with a big stomach appeared at the same time.

Brad sighed slightly: "Now you know that dark magic cannot be used easily?"

"Hmm~, blah blah blah." Xining didn't even have time to answer.

After eating the two steaks and the top side dishes, Xining leaned on the chair contentedly with a bulging belly.

She squinted her eyes and smiled: "I see, I will rarely use it in the future, because no one dares to mess with me. When it's time to use it, I still have to use it."

Brad sighed slightly, and it is true that no one dares to provoke a person who can use dark magic, no matter who it is!

At this time, Mo Ming's voice appeared in his mind, as if with a bit of reluctance: "The task requires a change, and the first one is added. Draco can also inherit the Aslan family."

Um?The first time I encountered a task, I could actually change it.

It was probably because she brought out the deepest memory of the body owner, so that the body owner felt the love his brother had for her when he was a child, so he was willing to give in.

In fact, Brother Zha was really good before. He is seven years old and should know how to die. Facing the ferocious wild boar, he still stands in front of him.When the parents, in order to save the younger sister, escaped.A seven-year-old child who can find someone and find the right person is enough to show intelligence, and he must have suffered.

In order to protect the blood of the Aslan couple, the Magic Association and the patriarchs of various tribes chose to train the siblings separately and enter different magic schools.Although it was out of good intentions, it also broke the connection between siblings.The four-year-old body master can't write or magic yet, but was raised in the Women's Magic Academy, and didn't formally learn until he was seven years old.

By the time I learned how to write, my impression of my brother had faded.

When the memory came back, it triggered a deep brother-sister relationship.But what Xining is more concerned about is that the task has become easier now.

She thought for a while and asked Brad, "Is there a faster way to send a message than a letter?"

Brad nodded: "Yes, a message prop."

Xining's eyes sparkled immediately: "How much?"

The props are sold in the magic store, and they cost a silver coin.Sending a letter only costs three copper coins, but this item actually costs one silver coin, which is too expensive.It can take about ten days and a half months to deliver the letter, but this prop will fly to the person who wants to send the message, and all the words of the sender will be played automatically.

Xining was still ruthless and bought one.It even comes with an instruction manual!
Xi Ning took the instruction manual and read it for a long time. After all, he wanted a silver coin. There are only so many silver coins. Now that he eats so much, he uses one less than one.Now there are only seven silver coins, but the road is only halfway there.

Even the owner of the store felt his stomach itch when he saw it, so he took a random item as a prop and offered to teach her.

Just teach me, why is Mao holding a rolled up rag as a prop?

Tried and tested three times, and finally made it official, a silver coin can only hold ten short sentences, it's so expensive!

After finishing speaking, this prop disappeared in the blink of an eye, and should have already run to Brother Scumbag.

When he was leaving, the shop owner was wiping his eyes with the back of his hand and shouting in tears: "Come back later, I'll give you a discount!"

Sweat one.And Brad sighed for a long time, and then asked, "Where do you want to go for dinner?"

Xining smiled: "No need, my hair is all black, and I'm not so hungry anymore."

This is good, otherwise the amount of food is too scary, and I will be poor after eating.

Draco was busy, and it was important.

The other party was beaten until his face was black and his hair was smoking. He hid behind a tree in embarrassment and shouted: "Draco, don't go too far! Although my father is sorry for you, I am not."

"So I didn't kill you, and I didn't send you into the devil world to reunite you with your father. I just asked you to give me the family magic book." Draco's tone was very calm, but he spread his hands, and there was a smile in his palm. The Netherfire is still on, ready to be fired at any time.

Thirty years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi, it has only been 30 years, and the retribution has come.

The other party was terrified, and Draco's strength should not be underestimated: "I'm not the patriarch, how could the magic book be in my hands?"

Draco remained expressionless, and said flatly: "Think of a way, there will always be a way. Shall I encourage you again?"

The flickering, miserable green fire ball in the middle of the palm suddenly doubled in size.

With such a one-sided strength, there is only a compromise, otherwise it will be burned like a pig: "Okay, I will find a way."

"You must get it, otherwise your patriarch will know that you have slept with his daughter..." Draco seemed to have a little teasing on his calm face: "When I get the magic book, I promise to keep it secret, as if I never knew The same. You can believe this, otherwise, there will be much more of this kind of shit coming out of the magic world than now."

If the patriarch finds out, it will be a disaster!Only nodded: "Okay, I promise you, definitely!"

Draco sneered casually, that's how human nature is.If you grasp the weakness, you can achieve your goal.In order to hide his ugliness, he would agree to others, and even betray the interests of the family.His father is not a thing, forcing him to hand over the magic book 12 years ago.Now in turn forcing his son to hand over the magic book, it can be regarded as retaliation.Only he wasn't kidnapped.And the other party is an adult.So not as shameless as his father was back then!

At this time, a magical message appeared in front of him, and the name of Lina Aslan was written on the envelope.

Draco threw out the fire ball in his hand, and looked at the letter with a slight frown.

"Ah~" There was a scream, and then he wailed: "Why are you still beating?"

"I can't bear to waste it, but I can remind you." Draco reached out and tapped the envelope.

(End of this chapter)