The yellow-haired villain in Feng Aotian's novel also wants to be happy

boom.

Earth shakes.

The invisible ripples spread, sweeping the entire battlefield like a hurricane.

The collision of colossal forces actually tore out bottomless cracks directly in the center of the battlefield.

In the diffuse smoke and dust, Moshan's eyes the size of a millstone narrowed slightly.

In this blow, he failed to gain the upper hand.

what happened?This Ron Campbell has only stepped into the Coronation Class for more than ten years, and he can fight against himself, a veteran strongman who has been around for nearly a century?

No, his state has not changed from last time. What made him stronger...is his aura?

Moshan's mind condensed slightly, what happened?What got this Ron Campbell so excited?

Is it difficult?

Have you stepped into his trap?

No wonder this guy who has always been a shrinking turtle suddenly appeared!

The Magic Mountain was slightly startled, and its perception quickly swept around.

But... nothing was found.

"Oh, it looks like you're wondering why I suddenly picked you up for a fight."

Ron moved his muscles and bones, as if he was still interested in the blow just now. He looked excited, and the lion behind him also seemed to be more and more majestic.

"In that case, I'll tell you!"

The Mountain held his breath and listened quietly to the answer.

"My son, he passed [-] in the exam!"

Ron shouted loudly, that roar like a lion echoed over and over again on this vast battlefield. At this moment, he seemed to wish that the whole world could hear his words.

"..."

The Devil Mountain was silent when he heard the words.

what did he say?

He said that his son passed the [-]th exam?

Is this something worth saying around?

Or is it because my human language is not up to standard and I can't understand what he means?

He was actually saying something terrible.

For example, the son of Emperor Leopold is actually a gay or something?

"Haha, eighty, that's eighty, and it's the introduction to magic basics that my Campbell's family is least good at. I didn't even pass my class back then!"

Ron took the initiative to jump up again, and smashed towards the Grand Duke of the Magic Mountain like a shooting star.

"Do you know how excited I am?"

"Do you know how happy I am?"

"Eighty! My son passed the exam!"

"My son passed the exam at [-]!"

"My son passed the exam at [-]!"

"My son passed the exam at [-]!"

One punch.

One punch.

Another punch.

Ron seemed to have endless energy and kept punching.

The earth was smashed into a huge depression like a crater.

"enough!"

Facing Ron's increasingly turbulent attack like a sea wave, Moshan resisted in embarrassment, and then seemed to finally be unable to stand this goddamn repeater, roaring angrily:

"I know your son passed the [-]th exam, but can't you say something else?"

"Other words?"

Ron was taken aback.

I thought about it.

Keep punching.

"My son passed the exam!"

"My son passed the exam!"

"If you don't get angry, my son can also pass the exam!"

"...Damn it!"

Like a bull-headed demon who was foaming at the mouth after being babbled by Tang Seng, Moshan swears fiercely in his heart at this moment.

If he meets this guy's son in the future, he must be chopped into pieces.

Tell your mother to take the [-]th exam!

……

……

Campbell collar.

In the quiet country manor, the gentle woman was lying on a chair, reading the urgent letter sent through the special channel of Campbell's house.

This letter was exactly the same as the one received by Ron.

However, after reading this, Moon's cheap mother, Noyas Campbell, was not as happy as Ron.

Even on the undiminished charm of the brow, there is still a trace of worry.

"From three points to eighty points, it only took more than a month, little Muen, have you eaten well during this time?"

"I still prefer your carefree look before."

Noyas looked at the clear sky through the dense grape leaves, stroked the swollen belly that could be seen faintly, and whispered pitifully:

"Have you heard, don't learn from your brother who suddenly changed.

As long as you don't offend the royal family and the church, my Campbell's family won't be unable to make you grow up happily. "

[WEB] 70. A girl's determination

"It's been a long time since I came back."

Downtown area.

some secret room.

Anna looked at the dusty instruments in the dim room and sighed softly.

"Hope, it can still be used."

With a wave of her hand, a faint magical power surged.

The breeze blows in from outside the door, rolls up the dense dust, and then exhausts it outside through the reactivated exhaust fan.

Soon, the equipment that had not been used for a long time became spotless again.

Without too much emotion, Anna started to get busy directly.

She took out all kinds of strange materials, including the weird black branch she bought when she was shopping with Mu En during the day.

Start those sophisticated instruments and operate them skillfully.

Decomposition, smelting, extraction, deployment.

As if she had practiced countless times, every action of Anna was not superfluous. It didn't take long for a brand new bottle of potion to appear in her hands.

Finally, she took out a small knuckle-sized container, and dripped the crystal liquid into the potion.

Ripples appeared on the surface of the potion, and the ice-blue liquid was slowly shaking in the transparent container.

Anna stared at the potion, as if confirming something.

"There is still no potion that should change, it's more like adding something irrelevant to it."

Anna sighed softly, but she wasn't too disappointed.

She had expected this kind of result a long time ago, or in other words, she had already experienced it many times.

In fact, this bottle of potion that has been prepared through a complicated process is not important, it is just for the purpose of maximizing a certain effect.

What really matters is that drop of crystal clear liquid.

"But you have to try."

With that faint hope in mind, Anna drank the potion in one gulp.

Then he rolled up his sleeves, quietly watching the black scales on his arms that grew out again at some unknown time.

5 minutes.

10 minutes.

half an hour.

Two hours.

Anna seemed to have turned into a statue, silent, waiting for the dawn.

But when the clock struck midnight, what Anna saw was still only the deepening night.

"Sure enough, isn't it okay?"

Rubbing the cold scales with her fingertips, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of Anna's mouth.

"What am I expecting? Didn't I already know it? The so-called true love is just a false thing to deceive innocent children."

"Still pin your hopes on the tangible."

She casually threw the container with a little crystal liquid into the trash can, as if cutting off all thoughts.

Turned around and left, and then came to a shop that looked extremely old.

The store sells some strange things, and the most conspicuous places are the lifelike clay sculptures of beautiful girls, life-sized mature female models, and "Saint Photo 3.0".

There were no other customers in the store, and an old man was asleep on the rocking chair behind the counter.

The old man was already very old, and through a ray of starlight outside the window, one could vaguely see the age spots on his skin.

Just like this shop, he is full of decaying breath.

Anna glanced at the old man, took out a stack of banknotes and put them on the counter. After a long silence, she finally said:

"It's still the old rule, please help me transfer the money to the orphanage."

no answer.

The old man seemed to have fallen asleep.

Anna said nothing more, put down the money, and prepared to leave.

"Didn't you sneak to see them yesterday? Why didn't you give them yourself." Just as he was about to walk out of the store, an old voice suddenly sounded.

Anna paused and didn't look back.

"For people like me, it's better not to get involved with them any more."

"is it?"

The old man opened his turbid eyes and stared at the figure who looked so lonely under the moonlight.