Fairy Tail: Godly Fruit

Xia He happily looked at the crystal ball, which was indeed recorded as the time magic of the ancient lost magic, and some attack methods were also introduced.

Putting away the crystal ball with his backhand, Xia He licked his lips and looked at Stega again.

"What else?"

"What's more?" Stega asked after a pause.

"Nonsense, of course it's other compensation, you don't think a magic can solve it, do you?" Xia He said viciously.

Listen to Xia He's words. Stega was about to vomit blood. Isn't one Ancient Lost Magic enough as compensation?

You must know that the Ancient Lost Magic is no longer powerful, and there are many people in the whole world who buy it, and the price is extremely high, and you can become the top rich man in the Fiori Kingdom by selling almost one Ancient Lost Magic.

But now that he is controlled by others, he can only smile bitterly and say: "It's really gone, I only brought such a crystal ball when I came out." "

"It's okay, you can write it!" Xia He waved his hand absently and said.

The function of the crystal ball is to directly instill the information in the mind, which is a little more troublesome than handwriting.

This time, Stegar really vomited blood, clutching his chest and his face turned pale.

Nima's, it takes at least an hour to write out a magical cultivation method silently, and you have to keep recalling it, and it's troublesome.

At the moment, he said bitterly: "The cultivation of those ancient magic is too complicated, I'm afraid I won't be able to remember it for a while." "

Xia He happily picked up Stega's body and said with a smile: "It's okay, if you think about it, it's a sunny day." "

"If you don't think well, your life will be at risk!"

Naked threats.

Stega was silent, resisting the urge to vomit blood and surrendering to the forces of evil.

If I had known that this was the scene, I wouldn't have come over if I killed him, and now I just hope that Xia He would let him go after he finished writing, and that's all Stega would be content.

On the way back, Xia He met Wu Lu who was running towards this side, and couldn't help laughing, compared to his speed, Wu Lu was really slow

Seeing Stega with a face like black charcoal on Xia He's shoulder, Wu Lu's face changed nervously and walked over, and after carefully looking at Xia He, he breathed a sigh of relief.

When Stegar's magic power broke out, Ulu knew that this was a powerhouse of the same level as her.

Although he believed in Xia He's strength, he couldn't help but feel nervous in his heart, and he was relieved until he found that Xia He had not been injured.

"Don't worry, I'm not hurt." Xia He said with a dumb smile.

Even if he is injured, with his strong recovery power, he can recover in just a few seconds.

"That's good, that's good." Wu Lu nodded, with a little guilt in his eyes, if it weren't for his speed being too slow, if his speed was too slow, maybe he would be able to help Xia He.

Xia He comforted Wu Lu and made Wu Lu's mood gradually improve.

Looking at Stega on Xia He's back again, Wulu gritted her teeth and asked, "Is this guy the person behind the institute?" "

Stega shuddered as he heard this, as if he was going to eat him alive.

"Hmm!" Xia He nodded, and then said in a deep voice: "Don't meddle in this matter, just leave everything to me." "

If Wulu chooses to attack the Demon Heart, it will definitely not be an opponent, and even if he is added, he can only fight evenly.

Urrutia's revenge, let's wait until he has the strength to kill Hades before avenging it.

Wulu bit her lower lip and nodded, she believed that Xia He would not harm her.

Unconsciously, Wulu involuntarily relied on Xia He, and even forgot that this young man was only less than ten years old.

After the two of them returned to the house, Xia He locked Stega in a house.

There was a thick stack of white paper on the table, estimated to be thousands, and Stega almost wanted to vomit blood, what was this for?

Do you want to squeeze out all his knowledge?

"Write, start with your gravity magic." Then Xia He sneered and pointed to his eyes and said

"I advise you not to try to lie to me, in front of my eyes, any of your careful thoughts can be seen clearly by me."

Listening to Xia He's words, Stega didn't speak, and began to write, secretly dispelling the idea of adulteration in his heart.

If Xia He's ability is really an unpredictable prophet, then the means he wants to deceive people are estimated to be unable to escape Xia He's eyes at all, for the sake of his life, Stega can only write it realistically.

After about an hour, Stega tiredly handed a blank piece of paper to Xia He.

"This is my magic, the Ancient Lost Gravity Magic, I've already written it, you can let me go, right?"

Looking at the handwriting on the white paper, Xia He nodded with satisfaction, he had been staring at Stega with an armed color domineering during this time, knowing that the other party was not adulterated.

But how could Xia He's appetite be filled with just one magic?

At the moment, he smiled and took dozens of blank papers and put them in front of Stega, and said with a smile

"You can become the vice president of the Demon Heart, I guess you also know a lot of magic in addition to gravity magic, so please write it out."

Stega's face instantly became angry, and he slapped the table and shouted

"Xiahe, don't go too far, if our president knows, do you think he will let you go..."

Stirga froze in the middle of his sentence and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Xia He looked at the Stega family with a smile, stretched out a sharp claw on his index finger, put it on Stega's neck, and whispered in a voice like a silver fox

"Your Guild doesn't even care about the Lost Magic Master, so do you think he cares about some magic?"

Stega's face stiffened, and he couldn't help but tremble slightly as he felt the claws that had penetrated into his skin.

He knew that if he didn't agree, Xia He would definitely kill him on the spot, and the biting chill was not just a joke.

And every word of Xia He spoke to his heart.

With Hades' character, even if he is killed, is it really possible to avenge him? I'm afraid it's enough to choke.

He sighed and picked up the pen again and began to write.

PS [Chapter 7, more than 15,000 words today, the author feels like he is going to become the king of liver, with eight livers all over his body].