If You Can Read the File, You Will Die

The more concentrated the power, the more powerful it can be.

Since Sakura doesn't want to join in such a fighting battle, then as a girl, a man should shoulder corresponding responsibilities and obligations!

"Then, senior, please step back a little bit."

When Qiu Yuecheng took a few steps back and approached the wall.

I saw Sakura raised her left hand high.

In an instant, with the back of the left hand as the base point, it began to spread, and circle after circle of red ripples crossed the air.

A spell with unknown meaning resounded softly in Sakura's mouth.

When the light finally dissipated, a book that was similar to Matou Shin's second-hand, but slightly different, appeared in Sakura's hands.

282.

"Senior, you just need to infuse your own magic power into it."

It would probably take a lot of energy to make something like this.

Sakura's forehead was already overflowing with sweat, and when he handed over the book, Qiu Yuecheng also found the command spell on the back of the other's hand with only incomplete traces.

"My sister should be looking for me soon. Seniors can learn about the rider's information first. It should come in handy during the battle."

"Is it okay?" Qiu Yuecheng looked at the slightly pale cheeks.

"It's okay, although I have consumed a lot of mana, but the senior has replenished it for me today, so it doesn't matter." Sakura smiled.

"Sakura, thank you for your hard work." Qiu Yuecheng said.

"I'm very satisfied to be able to help senior, and..." the girl stepped closer to Qiu Yuecheng's side, and whispered in his ear: "My sister replaced the knee socks with silk stockings before, this should be Senior asked, right? Since my sister is so obedient, I can't lose to my sister."

Qiu Yuecheng suddenly had a feeling that life is such a blessing.

After Ying left the room, Qiu Yuecheng carefully looked at the "Book of False Ministers" in his hand.

The thickness is about the same as that of a notebook, and some of the text on it also makes people feel unclear.

Try to pour the power of Avalon, that is, the power of life into it.

Magic power is a form, and life force is also a form.

The effects of the two are similar, but the latter is of a higher level.

Like a dry sponge, the moment the power of life touched the cover, it disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye and was completely absorbed.

After inputting for 1 minute, the seemingly ordinary book in his hand turned over one page after another as if someone had opened it.

A thread of magic power began to be established between Qiu Yuecheng and the book.

On the side, the rider who was originally a spirit body automatically appeared beside Qiu Yuecheng.

Qiu Yuecheng is connected with the book of the false minister, and the latter is connected with the rider.

In this way, the two completed a magic cycle.

"Rider?" Qiu Yuecheng sized him up carefully.

Although I met once before, the other party was still an enemy at that time, and there was not enough time to observe at all.

"Yes, master." There was indifference in Yingling's calm voice, as if he wanted to keep people away thousands of miles away.

"So you can talk."

"Yes, master."

"Then what's your name?"

"Master can call me Medusa."

"Is it okay to tell me your name like this?" Qiu Yuecheng was so moved that he had the urge to cry.

Sure enough, this is the Heroic Spirit I wanted, unlike the previous Xiao Mo who needed to threaten him with a Command Seal to reveal his identity.

And Xiao Mo not only has a bad personality, he doesn't have such a plump buttocks like the heroic lady in front of him, and even Opie is an inch smaller than her!

It is the difference between football and steamed buns!

Qiu Yuecheng frantically complained about the shortcomings of her heroic spirit.

"The master has the right to know all my information."

"Eh, all the information?"

I didn't expect you to be such a Medusa!

It's really nasty!

Qiu Yuecheng glanced at the other party.

First of all, probably for the convenience of movement, the skirt of the black dress is extremely short, and it doesn't even need a viewing angle, as long as the wind blows, it will rise up.

Also in order to protect the legs, the slender legs are wearing very elastic and reflective leather stockings.

As for the long purple hair with a coquettish aura, it exceeds the hips and naturally falls on the back.