The Spirit King of the Marvel World

&ep;&ep;With Master Gu Yi’s instructions, Claire did not dare to make any mistakes and sent Yang to the guest room honestly. At most, she threw him on the bed and slapped his butt twice to relieve her hatred.

&ep;&ep;Under the influence of the meditation spell, Yang had a good sleep, which lasted all day and night.

&ep;&ep;“Comfortable~”

&ep;&ep; Stretching out, Yang rubbed his butt, feeling a little sore? Could it be that the sleeping position is wrong?

&ep;&ep;Suddenly thinking of a terrible situation, Yang's expression changed and he was about to take a closer look.

&ep;&ep;Squeak, the door opened.

&ep;&ep; "Hey, are you awake? The Supreme Mage invites you to the reception room... What are you doing?!"

&ep;&ep; As soon as Claire opened the door, mid-sentence, she witnessed a shocking scene without any psychological preparation.

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&ep;&ep;“Abnormal!”

&ep;&ep;“By the way, how long have I been sleeping? Isn’t it dark yet?”

&ep;&ep; "Pervert! Don't talk to me!" Claire swallowed her scream abruptly. She didn't want to embarrass herself in front of Yang and tried to maintain her indifference. "Lazy man, you have been sleeping all day and night! Wash up quickly. , don’t keep the mage waiting too long!”

&ep;&ep;After saying that, Claire ran away in a hurry, the freckles on her face turned red.

&ep;&ep;Yang touched his chin and said thoughtfully: "It seems that I am still as charming as before!"

&ep;&ep; He looked down at his good brother and asked, "Whether it's a good impression or a bad impression, being able to leave a deep impression on a girl is a good start. Do you think so too?"

&ep;&ep;The good brother nodded, and Yang patted his brother's head with satisfaction.

&ep;&ep;“Speaking of which, you haven’t exchanged experiences with the mage girl yet.”

&ep;&ep;Yang walked to the bathroom humming a tune, appearing to be in a good mood, ready to take a shower before meeting Gu Yi.

&ep;&ep;Claire walked quickly, even walking and running, until finally she was so embarrassed that she couldn't help but break into a trot.

&ep;&ep;Before she accidentally embarked on the path of practicing magician practice, her family background was not bad, and the men she met were all gentlemen who considered themselves gentlemen. When she came to Kama Taj, the magicians also abided by the teachings of Ancient One. With a pure heart and few desires, where have you ever seen the style of an old gangster like Yang?

&ep;&ep; "Bah! Shameless, no sense of shame at all!" Claire spat, her chest still pounding when she thought of the ugly thing she saw.

&ep;&ep;"Claire!"

&ep;&ep;The stern voice startled her, she immediately stopped and said hello quickly: "Senior Brother Modu!"

&ep;&ep; Mo Du frowned and said displeased: "How many times have I told you, Shendu, Shendu, have you ever taken the Master's teachings to heart? Pursuing power blindly will only lead you astray! When you go back, copy the commandments. Ten times!”

&ep;&ep; "Yes, Senior Brother Modu..." Claire curled her lips, feeling very aggrieved. After being scolded by Modu, her face turned red, and Yang was marked in her heart.

&ep;&ep;Modu glanced at her and asked, "Tell me, why are you so anxious?"

&ep;&ep; "No, no...it was the Supreme Mage who asked me to wake up that bastard...guest."

&ep;&ep; Under Modu’s stern gaze, Claire swallowed the word bastard.

&ep;&ep;Modu thought for a moment and found that Claire was still uneasy in the same place, so he waved his hand: "Go, don't be so rash next time, and be more careful when you have time."

&ep;&ep;“I understand, senior brother.”

&ep;&ep;Modu ignored Claire who slipped away like a little rabbit, but stopped and thought for a while before leaving.

&ep;&ep; "The outsiders have a strong aura of hell. Could it be related to the devil? The teacher's attitude is a bit strange. What is the reason?"

&ep;&ep;Modu shook his head, crushing any trace of doubt in his heart.

&ep;&ep; "The teacher is the Supreme Mage and will not collude with these demons."

&ep;&ep;……

&ep;&ep;After Yang freshened up, wearing a moon-white mage robe, Claire reluctantly led the way to the reception room.

&ep;&ep;“Thank you for your hard work, Claire.”

&ep;&ep;“Master, you are too polite.”

&ep;&ep;“You can do your own homework.”

&ep;&ep;“Yes, Master.”

&ep;&ep;Claire secretly made a face for Yang to mock him before leaving.

&ep;&ep;He indifferently