Found a cat on the side of the road

Chapter 1377 Bilongquan

Just when Jimo West City was thinking about whether to forcibly keep the little boy and let him become a little toy in his lonely life, the little boy raised his face, his eyes sparkled with stars, and asked in a crisp voice: "Brother ,Do you have time tomorrow?"

Jimo Xicheng looked at him for a while, then replied softly: "Yes."

The little boy grinned: "Great, then I will come to you tomorrow to learn how to play the flute, okay?"

"Okay." Jimo Xicheng replied without changing his expression.

"Thank you big brother, then I'm leaving, big brother goodbye." The little boy waved his hand at Jimo West City, turned and ran towards the gate of the hall.

Jimo Xicheng's eyes followed the little boy all the time. His brisk figure and short hair that swayed with his movements reminded Jimo Xicheng of some warm past many, many years ago.

When he reached the door, the little boy stopped, turned around and said loudly to Jimo Xicheng, "Big Brother, my name is Mu Ze, what's your name?"

"Name?" Jimoxi City thought for a while, and then replied a little strangely: "My name is Jimoxi City."

No one has called his name for thousands of years. At that moment, he felt the loneliness of life even more. He almost couldn't remember his own name.

"Jimo West City?" Mu Ze had a look of astonishment on his face.

Just when Jimo Xicheng's heart sank, thinking that Mu Ze had heard of his name before, and thought he was a strange person with a weird temper in the rumors, Mu Ze suddenly cheered: "What a great name, it's so majestic, Brother Xicheng, I'll give you my name tomorrow!" See!"

Mu Ze ran away bouncing, the door shook a few times and then closed again, the hall was quiet again, and the deep-rooted loneliness returned to the heart of Jimoxi City.

At night, he lay on the bed, but his eyes were wide open, and he didn't feel sleepy at all.

In the middle of the night, he simply got up and walked carelessly on the Heize Heights, and arrived at Bilongquan without knowing it.

When he first came to the Deep Pupil Desert 7000 years ago, it took him a long time to choose where to live. Finally, he saw the Bilong Spring in the Black Ze Highlands, so he decided to live in the Black Ze Highlands.

The magic he majors in is water magic and earth magic, and the clear and endless Green Dragon Spring is very attractive to him.

Through investigation, he found the secret of Bilongquan.

It turns out that hidden in the compact and hard rock is a treasure left over from the prehistoric era - the Jasper Dragon Vase.

Jimo West City once heard about this treasure when it created the world with Phoenix. It is said that it was transformed by a green dragon with extremely powerful spiritual power. It will continuously flow clear water from the bottle, and the water contains With abundant water spiritual power, taking it regularly will help to increase the power of water attribute magic.

Jimo Xicheng chose the Heize Highlands, and did not eat anything every day, only drinking a glass of Bilongquan spring water. Over time, his water magic has indeed been greatly improved.

The spring water of Bilongquan flows out continuously, that is, one person in Mexico City can't use it up, so most of the spring water flows from the Black Lake Highland to the Lishi Plain, where a jade-green lake is formed. This lake is life. The most important source of water for the people of the Lekstone Plains.

Jimo Xicheng is not a narrow-minded person. Bilongquan has too much spring water to use up. It is normal for people living in the arid desert to use some.

However, as soon as the spring water of Bilongquan sees the hot sun outside, the spiritual power contained in the water will begin to disappear. After flowing to the lakes in the Lishi Plain, the spiritual power in the water has been negligible, and it is not much different from ordinary spring water. difference.

On that dark and lonely night, Jimo Xicheng thought of Mu Ze's innocent smile, raised his arm slightly, and released the magical power of water attribute, which combined with the spiritual power of the jasper dragon bottle.

With the combination of the two forces, the amount of water flowing out has increased by a third compared to before.

Looking at Qingquan who became more cheerful, Ji Moxicheng slowly raised the corners of his lips, and then he suddenly thought that he seemed to have not smiled for a long, long time.

The next day, from the moment the sun rose, that is, Mexico City began to look forward to Mu Ze's arrival, but he waited until the sun set, and Mu Ze did not appear.

A burst of anger at being deceived surged in Jimo Xicheng's heart.

It turned out that he was just lying to himself, it turned out that he was just talking casually, in vain that he valued him so much, and deliberately increased the water source flowing to the Lishi Plain.

Jimo Xicheng walked quickly to the Bilongquan, and was about to take back the water-attribute magic power he had attached to the jade dragon pattern bottle, when a shout came from afar in the hall: "Brother Xicheng, I'm coming!"

Jimo Xicheng paused, immediately withdrew his arms, turned around and walked towards the hall in a hurry, after walking a few steps, he realized something was wrong, the power of magic rushed out, and a pair of black wings condensed behind him.

He flapped his wings vigorously a few times and quickly flew towards the hall.

The person who came was indeed Mu Ze.

As soon as Mu Ze saw Jimo Xicheng, he ran over and said apologetically, "Brother Xicheng, I'm sorry, my father asked me to practice magic skills a hundred times, so I'm late."

He explained quickly, with an apologetic expression on his face, he was afraid that Jimo West City would be angry, and he was unwilling to entrust him to play the flute again.

Looking at Mu Ze's apologetic face, the resentment in Mo Xicheng's heart disappeared immediately, and he replied gently: "It's okay."

"Then are you still willing to teach me how to play the flute?" Mu Ze asked cautiously.

"Of course." Jimo Xicheng smiled slightly, and took out the golden piccolo from behind.

Half an hour later, Mu Ze put down his flute and said in frustration, "Big brother, I have to go back, otherwise my parents will be in a hurry."

The light in Jimo Xicheng's eyes faded a little, and he bowed his head in silence.

Mu Ze seemed to feel Jimo Xicheng's reluctance, he said softly: "Brother, don't worry, I will come to accompany you as soon as I have time."

"Accompany me?" Jimo Xicheng looked at Mu Ze in surprise, it turned out that this young boy had already seen through his loneliness.

Mu Ze smiled brightly, waved to him, and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute." Jimo Xicheng called Mu Ze, raised a finger, and injected a trace of magical power between his eyebrows.

"If your parents ask you, just say that you practiced in the Heisha Heights, and you feel that the environment there is very suitable for you." Jimo Xicheng instructed Mu Ze.

Mu Ze could feel the power of that magical power. Even if a little bit of magic was injected into the god who had lived for nearly ten thousand years, it was still very powerful to him.

Mu Ze obtained the mana of Jimo West City, and successfully convinced his parents that he went to Heize Heights to practice, so his parents gradually stopped stopping him from running out, and he became a frequent visitor to Heise Heights.

(End of this chapter)