The Red Dragon Emperor from Douluo Continent

"I'm back, nun." Long Cheng replied politely, and then nodded slightly.

"Your room, Selka has been tidying up, just go there."

After speaking, Sister Azalia returned to her room.

Long Cheng didn't intend to go back to his room, but walked towards the study.

"System call: generatethermalelement, luminouselement, formelementarrowshape, burstelement, renewableobject..."

The long and cumbersome sacred spell was slowly chanted by the girl, and five arrows exuding intense light and heat appeared in front of the five fingers of the girl's outstretched palm.

The red-gold light, which represents the heat element mixed with the light element's gold, illuminates the entire study room.

About three seconds after the arrow was formed, the straight beam of light suddenly deformed, and the burning sensation from his fingers made Selka subconsciously withdraw his hand, and shouted the ending words of the command.

"Discharge!

Oops! "

The red-golden arrows flew towards the bookshelf, and it was predictable that in the next second, the explosion would be declared successful.

"Yeah, daze~"

A sigh came from the door, and the icy-blue chill instantly froze the red-golden arrow.

The frozen arrow lost its power and fell to the ground and was smashed into ice slag.

"Long... Cheng...?"

Selka looked at the boy at the door and asked uncertainly.

"It's me, I'm back. Really, don't experiment with such a dangerous sacred technique alone, and it's still in the study."

Long Cheng walked into the study and touched Selka's head.

"I know I'm wrong, really."

Selka apologized first, and then puffed up her little face.

"What... what's wrong?"

"Really, if you're going to be away for so long in the future, you should tell me earlier.

Do you know how annoying it is to clean your room every day.

So...be sure to tell me clearly next time! "

"I see." Long Cheng said apologetically, scratching his hair.

"How long will you stay here this time?"

"Probably... a year and a half, and then I'm going to the central capital."

"Are you... looking for Eugeo and the others?"

"Well, I see.

So feel free, I'm going to prepare the ingredients for today's dinner first. "

Hearing this, Selka didn't ask any more questions, turned around and walked towards the door.

"I see."

Then Long Cheng also left the study, went to the second floor of the church, and pushed open the familiar wooden door.

Opening the door, the air was not turbid and dry, and there was no dust on the furniture and quilts.

The cool breeze gently blows the curtains, and the golden sunlight shines through the open windows to illuminate the whole room.

The room was obviously cleaned by someone frequently, Long Cheng reckoned that the last time it was cleaned should be this morning.

Lying quietly on the bed, Long Cheng didn't choose to practice, his dream comprehension had reached a bottleneck, and he was only one chance away from comprehending it completely.

The improvement of cultivation base relying on the sacred power is a drop in the bucket, after all, the sacred power is nothing more than space resources and data in the network.

If it is the [Digimon] world, the network that can interfere with reality may still be useful, but the power level of uw is obviously not comparable to that of the digital world.

Long Cheng has never been a militant, and an ordinary life is more in line with his wishes than fighting.Even for cultivation, at the beginning it was nothing more than his desire for extraordinary power.

But now he can't be tolerated, the invasion of the alien root is imminent, the lover is separated from life and death, and the partners are waiting for his return, all these force him to pursue a stronger power.

'But...even so, just a short break can be pampered a little.

Uw one and a half years according to a thousand times acceleration is thirteen hours in the real world, half a day of rest should be allowed.

Sorry, Orpheus, I'm really tired. '

With a little sense of guilt, Long Cheng gradually fell asleep. He...hasn't slept for a long time.

……

the other side of the black hole

A petite girl in a black dress appeared next to the root godhead.

The moist feather-colored crystal with some cracks was held in the palm of the girl and spun slowly, and traces of air flow like small snakes emerged from the crystal.

The airflow is black, not a gloomy darkness, but just like the infinite night sky that embraces everything, grand and gentle.