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For Zheng Xiao, the days in Longdao were a rare time of ease and happiness. Gray was his mentor, lover, father, brother, and occasionally pretended to be his younger brother when he was childish. never disappeared.

Apart from snoring Zheng Xiao's curly hair, what Gray likes most is to measure Zheng Xiao's magic power all the time.

"Okay, Juan, try to use the sixth-level magic I taught you." Gray closed the magic handbook in his hand and put it into the treasure chest.Then sat on the box and looked at him with an expectant smile.

However, Zheng Xiao was under a lot of pressure. The previous two times he was overly emotional and performed super-level, but he knew that his real level was not at the level of a sixth-level magician.

Just now Gray checked the level of magic power in his body, and it was indeed able to bear the loss of sixth-level magic. Therefore, Gray, who thought he had already cultivated a sixth-level magician, was extremely happy, and happily found a lost magic scroll from the magic scroll on the spot. The long-lasting sixth-level magic, Tears of the Wind.

Legend has it that Tears of the Wind was originally created by Rhine Mozak, the last sixth-level mage in the mainland 200 years ago. It is said that the power is too powerful.

Therefore, the King Glory III at that time came to visit in person, and prepared generous gifts to ask Rhine not to cast this magic. Therefore, the tear of the wind was sealed by his creator himself, and it was not seen by Zheng Xiao until today, 200 years later.

Zheng Xiao wants to cry but has no tears, King Gray, the concubine can't do it.

Gray cheered him up with a smile: "Jujuan, the master said you can do it, so you can. Don't be afraid, come on."

Zheng Xiao didn't have much confidence in himself, but since Ge Rui was there, nothing would happen,

Closing his eyes and secretly mobilizing the magic power in his body, Zheng Xiao's robe slowly floated up, holding the magic ball condensed in the palms of his hands. As time passed, the magic ball grew from small to large.

This tear of the wind is really strange. For ordinary magic, even level [-] magic, as long as you read the spell, you can directly mobilize the magic power from the body, but the tear of the wind will form a magic ball containing huge magic power outside the body, as a magic ball. forerunner,

This first step of condensing into a magic ball requires a huge amount of magic power, and the magic power of a sixth-level magician just reaches the foundation of casting spells.

The magic ball condensed in the palm of his hand gradually became the size of a football. Sweat dripped from the corner of Zheng Xiao's forehead. The magic power in his body was almost drained. With a shock in his palm, Zheng Xiao exhaled. Fortunately, the first step was completed. When the magic ball was thrown, Zheng Xiao closed his eyes and concentrated on recovering his magic power.

The smile in Gray's eyes deepened, his curls were really smart.

After a while, [-]% of the magic power in the body recovered. Zheng Xiao opened his eyes, and then his eyes widened slightly. The magic ball in his hand seemed to become a night pearl that gathered moonlight, glowing with flowing silver light, extremely beautiful. Looking at Grey, Under the light of the magic ball, the handsome man's face was like a crown of jade, like a god descending.

Zheng Xiao didn't know, but in Ge Rui's eyes, Zheng Xiao holding the flowing moonlight was like a child under the moon, so cute that it made one's heart tremble.

The more beautiful something is, the more dangerous it is. Zheng Xiao carefully operated the magic power, and slowly lifted the magic ball into the air until it stopped in mid-air.

Zheng Xiao opened his arms wide, pouring the magic power in his body into the air without hesitation, and at the same time, chanting magic

"Holy god of the wind, forgive me for letting you out privately, everything in the world is hopeless, only destruction

In order to be reborn, the light of the moonlight flashes, and the land of hope is born, let it shed—Tears of the Wind! "

The short incantation made Zheng Xiao breathless. He stared intently at the luminous sphere that stopped in mid-air until it became brighter and brighter, and finally fell down like clear tears from the sky with violent force.

The air was cut into fine lightning, and the sky was instantly dark, leaving only the ball of light that fell on him like a demon king who destroyed the world.

"Oh my god, Grey, help!" Woohoo, everything was done according to the instructions in the handbook, but in the end the bomb I made fell on my own head.

Zheng Xiao was so frightened that she burst into tears, covered her head and went to look for Grey,

"Here," Qingrun's voice pointed Zheng Xiao in the direction, and Zheng Xiao threw himself into Grey's arms with a stride, and hurriedly said, "Gerui, let's run for our lives, woo, your lair might be destroyed by me." .”

Grey smiled happily in the doomsday scene between heaven and earth, touched his trembling body in his arms, ignored the light ball that was falling, and commented with satisfaction: "Jujuan is doing very well, as I expected , you are already a sixth-level mage, come to think of it, we will be able to ascend to the heaven together in a hundred years, hahaha~"

Seeing that he didn't run for his life at such a critical moment, Zheng Xiao couldn't help cursing when the ball was about to hit him on the head: "You idiot, why don't you hide!"

Hua Luo threw him down with all his strength, and firmly protected the protruding body with his body. At this moment, how can he still remember that this man is a dragon with far thicker skin and thicker skin than himself.

"Hahaha~" Grey, the idiot, laughed more and more happily, and Zheng Xiao felt bitter.

A slender and fair hand stretched out from under Zheng Xiao's body, with five fingers spread out, an invisible coercion descended on the world, the magic ball on the edge of the explosion seemed to find a rational child, calmed down from the edge of rage, and fell obediently on the palm of his hand like a feather .

Gently clenched that hand, then opened it again, and the magic ball had turned into a solid magic pearl, lying quietly in the palm of the hand.

In the dark sky, the wind is no longer roaring, and the clouds are no longer gathering. Slowly, the clouds disperse, and the sun shines down one after another.

Then, it landed on Zheng Xiao, whose eyes were closed tightly and his whole body was tense.