I wore it after killing the God of Light

When things got to this point, Li Mingguang felt that he would not lose his horse.

With a sigh of relief in his heart, he thanked Mobis for the weapons he had given him, and only took back the two staffs that belonged to him.

A staff is very important to a mage. If he didn't have a suitable staff, he wouldn't be able to cast spells with bare hands until now.

This is indeed a big favor, much bigger than the favor he gave back to stop the undead natural disaster and help Mobius put those frost dragons to rest.

Besides, at that time, it was the icing on the cake at best. Mobis helped him find the staff without knowing it.

Fate has already asked him when he is going to face the God of Light. Even if he is scrambling here, some bad god will still find ways to create all kinds of coincidences.

It's not destiny's style not to cheat him.

Li Mingguang can still tell the difference between this kind of thing. He already has a good impression of Mobis, but now it has directly risen to the point where they can meet each other.

As for those thoughts that popped up before to make a fortune out of local tyrants... just pretend that they never existed.

Li Mingguang refused to admit it.

"Since you're here...can I show you around here?" He sincerely invited, "This place is much more interesting than the planes we've been to before."

Mobius thought for a while, "I've heard that there is a memorial hall here, which belongs to the original owner of the staff."

Li Mingguang: ...

exist?Why is which pot not opened and which pot is lifted?

Some time ago, the news of his death officially spread, and the memorial hall was built after the news of his death spread.

Some of his manuscripts and works were probably placed in it according to the period, as well as personal biographies written by other mages... Truth even had an idea about his body, but he ruthlessly rejected it.

When he took other dragons to visit Central City during the day, he had tried his best to avoid going to that place.

Don't ask, if you ask, you will accidentally blow up the grave of your mentor, and you will feel ashamed and face it with shame.

——It is no secret that Cang Xing obtained the inheritance.

"Why are you obsessed with that mage named Shuanghuo?" Li Mingguang was puzzled.

"Although he is my nominal teacher now... But you also said that you have no contact with him, right? Do you also admire him?"

He could swear that he had never had any contact with Mobis before.

Otherwise, when he found out that the "Fenrir" he knew was actually Moebius, he wouldn't even think about covering his vest and preparing to run away.

"No, I just heard it mentioned by other children." Mobis knew everything about his beloved humans.

It was the fact that he was suspected of his sincerity that made him a little wronged, "Those children said that he is the strongest mage in the world, an unruly godslayer."

The title of Godslayer is a bit nice, so that Li Mingguang couldn't help but nodded, "So?"

"But you are the most powerful." Mobius was very persistent, "You are the cutest human being, they must have never met you before they said that."

Li Mingguang choked: "...can you stop breaking the lower limit of IQ on this kind of thing?"

"Frostfire is dead," he emphasized. "You shouldn't argue with the dead."

"Not necessarily." Mobius didn't believe it, and was always skeptical about this matter, "Has anyone seen it with their own eyes?"

Li Mingguang thinks he is very annoying to be entangled in such meaningless things.

They are quite old, can we not be so brain-dead.

Sure enough, the Dragon Clan are all naive.

Li Mingguang, who once again beat the entire dragon clan to death with a stick, sighed, and said in a deep tone, "I blow up the graves, don't I know?"

Mobius was still struggling, "But the corpse may also be fake."

—the dead body is real, I beg you not to say any more.

"...Forget it, you can go if you want to see it."

The curiosity and probing spirit of the dragons was more advanced than him. Li Mingguang couldn't resist Mobius, so he had to wave his hand, "Come this way, follow me."

"You should have never been to this plane, how do you know so clearly?"

"I can know what those children know." Mobius said, "So I am also very familiar with this place. They give you trouble during the day."

Li Mingguang was even more puzzled, "...then did you recognize Fenrir?"

Is there such a father!

"..." Mobis didn't know how to answer the question for a moment.

"Fenrir and the others can't be my eyes, but the other children can," he explained stammeringly, "I didn't see it was him then."

Li Mingguang remembered that when he took the group of dragons to visit the central city, Fenrir stood beside him all the time, while the other dragons and mages followed behind.

In other words, if Mobis reads the memories of other dragons from that time period, he can indeed only see the back.

... But Li Mingguang still wanted to complain about the fact that he couldn't recognize such a big son from his back.

He couldn't help but glanced at the dragon who was walking beside him, and happened to meet the pair of black eyes looking at him.

...Oh, it's colorful black.

Can the eyes really change color?The mage couldn't help but want to ask this.

Although this is indeed a world full of strange things, he still thinks that the color of Mobius' eyes and hair is too fantastic.

Resisting the desire to complain, he sighed, "...how can you say that Fenrir is also your son, and he praised you before, so why can't you treat him better?"

"It's a child." Mobius corrected, "According to human beings, sons are usually born, but children are not."

"I just created them."

"Okay, okay, it's a child." Li Mingguang didn't bother to argue with him, and muttered, "That's why you can't even recognize the back."

When speaking, he completely forgot that he did not recognize the truth in the first place.

Today's mage is still a mage who spares no effort to throw the pot away.

"But maybe we can have a son...or do humans prefer daughters?"

……

?

Li Mingguang was stunned by his next words.

Standing in front of his memorial hall, the mage was at a loss, with a dazed face, and even suspected that he was hallucinating.

"...Did you say something terrible just now?" His fingers trembled slightly, "You and I...have sex?"

Mobius didn't notice anything wrong, with a calm expression: "Yes."

"The new life created with my strength and yours is our son... If it is only created by me, it will be a child."

In his cognition, human beings can only produce sons or daughters only if both parents are together, through the combination of strength.

That should be the most essential difference from the Tianlong he created.

"No...what are you pretending to be in your mind." Li Mingguang no longer cared about the object, and just wanted to correct this weird cognition.

His scalp was numb, "The 'son' that we human beings talk about is just an identity designation. In theory, a person can be the son of any existence, not only his parents, but also his country, the land he loves..."

"And the parents don't necessarily have to be related by blood."

It took Mobius a while to fully understand, "So...in your human definition, is Fenrir really my son?"

Li Mingguang nodded silently.

"I understand." Mobius also nodded, "Then can we make a new son together?"

……

Li Mingguang was frustrated.

What a strange and weird straight ball!

"I like you, you are the cutest human being, small and powerful, and I am willing to share my life with you."

It must be the wrong way for him to get good impressions, it must be like this.

"...Shut up first!" He said suddenly, startling Mobius.

"Our relationship has not reached that level yet. No, this is not the point. The point is to visit the memorial hall. Where should you go after visiting the memorial hall? Do you understand?"

The mage pushed open the door of the memorial hall vigorously, and then completely froze.

When deliberately bypassing the memorial hall during the day, Shen Shui and Zi not only did not show any objection, they even kept silent.

At that time, he thought it was taking care of his face, after all, he was fully responsible this time.

Who knew they didn't want him to see it?

…Is it a human thing to have a special exhibition of columbariums?

If I remember correctly, he kept the ashes in the mage's tower in accordance with the principle of not being wasted.

Snapped.

In Li Mingguang's heart, Ta Ling, who was eating inside and out, was dead.

But he soon discovered that this was not the most embarrassing thing for him.

What really embarrassed him was Moebius' reaction.

The columbarium is placed in the center of the hall, with high-profile and eye-catching banners and commentary, it is difficult not to notice it.

As for Mobis, after looking along the line of sight, he felt the breath of his own blood in the small pottery jar.

——He only shared blood with one human being, and signed a contract on his own initiative.

The four eyes met, and the two were speechless.

Seeing the mixed expression of bewilderment and shock on his face, Li Mingguang had guessed seven or eight points in his heart.

A dragon is a creature that is very sensitive to breath, and the one standing beside him is the ancestor of all dragons.

"you……"

"...you listen to my explanation."

Feng Shui turns, Li Mingguang has a strong desire to survive, "At that time, I was a bit inconvenient to act in my original identity, so I had to change my appearance... Unlike you, I didn't hide it on purpose."

"And now that I'm a new person, the previous things don't matter."

Mobius still seems to have not recovered from the huge reversal.

He no longer has to worry about whether the human being he likes is the strongest and the cutest.

He began to wonder whether he had been praising the other party or scolding the other party all the time.

Both were human beings he loved.

"...That's probably the case. I think I still have something to do. Let's talk about it when we have a chance."

Li Mingguang chose to run away altogether.

If you don't bring Ta Ling, don't bring Ta Ling, lest he can't help tearing down that little traitor.

He was not sure if Mobis would blame other mages or dragons, so he added something before leaving.

"Or you come here, let's talk in another place?"

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