All magicians, what's wrong with liking Versailles?

"Uncle Old Turtle, are you feeling comfortable?" Feng Aotian's grunting voice came from the white mist.

When everyone heard the voice, they immediately quickened their pace, and their originally uneasy hearts suddenly felt relieved.

Before they even met the person, they were already very nervous.

Feng Ao Yu rushed out all of a sudden.

A somewhat old and lazy voice sounded afterwards, "Your strength is too weak, try a little harder."

When Feng Aotian heard this, he wiped the sweat from his forehead and brushed with all his strength.

A pure black, gigantic monster was lazily lying on the shore basking in the sun. It raised its eyelids to take a look at the white mist and then drooped its eyelids again.

"Aotian!" Feng Ao Yu looked at his brother who was squatting on a hill, digging something, and shouted in surprise and was about to run over.

"Sister!" Feng Aotian was also full of surprise when he saw his sister, but he did not stop the movements of his hands at all.

"Wait a moment." Ji Huan grabbed Feng Ao Yu in time.

Feng Aoyu looked at Ji Huan in confusion, "Deputy Captain An, why are you pulling me?"

Could it be that that was not Aotian, but an illusion?

Thinking of this, Feng Ao Yu's gaze towards the fake Feng Aotian immediately changed, and he became alert all of a sudden.

Brush, swipe, swipe. Feng Aotian swiped for a long time but his sister didn’t come. He looked up and was also confused.

Why does his sister look at him like that?

Wronged!

"What Feng Aotian is standing on is a demon beast."

Although Ji Huan said this calmly, she was actually very panicked.

If she was not mistaken, it was the magical beast Black Turtle.

This must be the one that spoke just now!

Able to speak human language, this is an eighth-level sacred beast of Warcraft!

Feng Ao Yu's eyes were only focused on her younger brother, and she couldn't see anything else.

When I saw it now, I almost fainted.

"Ao...Aotian, you come down first." Feng Ao Yu spoke in a low voice, fearing that if her voice was a little louder, her brother would die.

The black tortoise opened his eyes and turned his head slightly, which made everyone feel like they were facing a formidable enemy.

An eighth-level sacred beast of Warcraft that can kill them with one breath.

Just asking are you afraid?

Feng Aotian smiled foolishly and said, "Sister, Sister Anji, Captain, please wait for me for a moment. I promised Uncle Old Turtle that I would clean the things on its back."

"There is a familiar aura on you." Without waiting for others to react, Ji Huan flew uncontrollably towards the black turtle.

"Miss!"

"Ji Huan!"

Everyone then realized that they couldn't even move.

Is this the strength of an eighth-level sacred beast?

Ji Huan tried hard to break free, but found it was completely useless, so she just gave up.

You can't even move, what's the point of resisting?

As for using magic to attack, let’s not talk about whether it can hit the target or not. Even if it does hit the target, it will probably just tickle the person.

After all, the Warcraft Black Turtle is famous for its No. 1 defense.

Ji Huan fell in front of the big face of the black turtle like a puppet.

It doesn't seem like anything special when viewed from a distance, but when you look at it up close, it's really a bit ugly.

[Host, let’s not talk about anything else. Your mentality is just like the defense of the black tortoise. It’s simply invincible. At this time, you still have the mood to care whether others are ugly or not. ]

Fanfan was also very anxious, fearing that his host would die.

It has thought it through. If its host is really in danger, it will first use its own energy to exchange for the top-level protective shield in the system mall for the host.

Although using energy will cause it to fall into a deep sleep, as long as its host is still alive and can earn Versailles points, it will wake up sooner or later.

But if the host is gone, the mission will fail.

Now... hehe!

When Ji Huan landed in front of the black turtle, the black turtle sniffed at her.

Ji Huan: “…”

I was so afraid that it would stick out its tongue and lick me.

Fortunately, what she worried about did not happen.

"You do have the blood of the benefactor. Are you the benefactor's cub? Has the benefactor's cub grown this big?"

The black turtle released his restraints on Ji Huan and looked at her with eyes full of kindness.

Ji Huan was silent for a moment and then said, "If the benefactors you are talking about are Ji Jing and An Ning, then I am indeed their adult child."

The black tortoise said, "So the benefactors are called Ji Jing and An Ning!"

Ji Huan: “…”

"I heard from the little cub that fifty years have passed in the outside world. I wonder if my benefactor has been doing well all these years?" The black tortoise asked in a gentle tone.

Ji Huan thought about her parents' lives in her mind and replied, "Good, it couldn't be better!"

The kind that shows affection every day, not caring about other people’s lives!

Upon hearing this, the black tortoise nodded and said, "I feel at ease knowing that my benefactor is doing well. If it weren't for my benefactor..."

Everyone learned the story of that year from the black turtle.

The Black Turtle had been a level eight, nine-star demon beast for who knows how many years. Unwilling to remain a sacred beast forever, it attempted to break through to become a level nine divine beast fifty years ago.

The result, of course, was failure.

Not only did he fail, he was also seriously injured, lost all his cultivation and became an ordinary turtle.