The paranoid hero who is about to wear clothes is squeamish again

Chapter 121 He is always greedy for her... 9
Lucifer frowned slightly when he saw the girl walking out.

"Change into a coat and put on that white windbreaker."

He seems to have got a cute little toy, and he can't help changing clothes for the other party.

——It’s so troublesome to change clothes.

——I don’t want to change.

Lucifer glanced at Qi Cheng and explained gently, "This combination doesn't look good. It would be better to change into a top."

Qi Cheng went to change anyway and put on the white windbreaker that Lucifer said.

This outfit is not as devilish as before.

The clothes were wide and hugged her completely, making the little girl look petite and cute.

Lucifer frowned again, "Don't wear a white trench coat."

Hearing his words, Qi Cheng walked back to the room slowly, took off the white windbreaker, and hung it on the cabinet again.

Qi Cheng, who was only wearing a long blue dress, walked out again.

The blue skirt had some exotic charm, outlining the girl's pretty figure, making her extremely delicate.

Lucifer nodded, and smiled softly at the little girl, "Teach you a spell."

——I said not to teach her before, why did you change your mind now?
"If you don't want to learn, I can leave now." The young man smiled softly, and his voice was as sweet as a jar of mellow wine.

Qi Cheng licked his fingers, raised his head, his clear eyes were extremely serious, and said in a warm voice, "I want to learn."

"Listen up." He chanted a series of spells.

Qi Cheng didn't understand a word, and couldn't even remember a word.

"This is the art of raising grass. If you read it well, you can plant grass anywhere you want."

——What is the use of herbalism?

"It's a basic little technique. In the past, if someone couldn't even perform the grass raising technique, it would be considered that he was completely out of luck with the technique."

——Can a piece of green grassland be planted?
"It is also possible to plant a grassland."

"...?" The little girl's pupils dilated slightly, and she felt a little puzzled. Why did he seem to hear her heart when she obviously didn't say anything?

Lucifer also suddenly realized that he seemed to have unconsciously taken what the little girl was thinking as what she said.

Would she feel that he was spying on her privacy?

The priest had some strange emotions, but he also thought that he was born with the ability to listen to the voices of all people, so it was not his fault.

Lucifer explained gently, "What you think in your heart is written in your eyes."

Qi Cheng nodded, "Can you recite the spell again?"

Lucifer nodded and began to teach Qi Cheng to recite the spell word by word.

To his surprise, although the girl was not talented enough, she worked hard enough.

Ordinary people may only rest after reciting the spell a dozen times, but the girl has recited it hundreds of times and is still practicing tirelessly.

The practice of spells depends first on talent, and secondly on hard work.

The more proficient you are in mastering the technique and the deeper your understanding of the technique, the greater the power you can exert.

When you are proficient in a spell to the extreme, you don't need to recite the spell, and you can use the spell with just a pinch.

As for talent, some people may spend their entire lives unable to understand a spell.And people with extremely high talents can still remember even extremely complicated spells.

Qi Cheng read for a long time, his tongue was trembling a little.But she didn't grow grass, she was a little reconciled.

After a long time, I finally saw a small grass on the windowsill.

Swallowing, he looked at Lucifer happily, "Look."

(End of this chapter)