Transmigration of the bastard lord

Daniel and Schill worked together for more than two minutes to break the spiritual field of Andrew's bodyguard, and then it was inconvenient for Daniel to make a move, and he retreated behind Fu Youguang and Sig; the guardian Schill is not welcome, in Andrew There were two black circles on the eye sockets before he stopped.

"Mr. Andrew, please remember that attacking the Lord and the Earl is not allowed." After the beating, Sill politely helped Andrew up, his words sounded very polite, but his tone was very bad.

Andrew was indignant, he seemed to have been beaten badly, but in fact there was only a little soreness in the two black eye sockets; as for the insult to dignity or something--sorry, I don't have this idea: "I said there was no malice, damn it, you guys Can you guys respect me a little bit?"

"The premise of being respected is self-respect..." Xier squinted.

"...I always feel that you have spoiled a lot of people." Seeger stared at Fu Youguang and said.

"Stop making trouble, it's not like you didn't know what kind of virtue that guy was when he came here." Fu Youguang refused to take the blame.

"...You know I'm not talking about him." Sig laughed.

Helped the "wronged" Mr. Spellcaster to the chair next to the alchemy table and sat down. After Xie Er saluted and was about to leave, Fu Youguang stopped him: "Wait, Xie Er, can you let me see your hand?" ?”

"Yes, my lord." Xie Er stretched out her hands quickly.

"Uh... come here with the golden light like just now?" Fu Youguang gestured for a punching movement. As a boxing fighter, Xier's posture when attacking is still quite handsome. While Fu Youguang was a little cautious, he also Be inspired in some way.

"Okay, my lord. This is fighting spirit..." Xier clenched his open hands obediently, while the muscles in his arms tensed, fighting spirit gushed out to cover his fists, which looked like some kind of high-end atmosphere High-end translucent gloves.

The radiant dou qi is indescribably beautiful. In the eyes of Fu Youguang, who has learned the basics of spiritual power, the "quality" of these two balls of gas is very high; it is as smooth as water, and it contains energy that can not be triggered; it seems The ultimate beauty and the ultimate crisis coexist, with a contradictory but wonderfully harmonious aesthetic feeling.

Having been in this world for so long, this is the first time that Fu Youguang has observed this kind of grudge that only high-level fighters can drive so seriously.As an energy body, it may not be pure enough to match the power of his faith, but it is still so beautiful that people admire it from the bottom of their hearts.

Seeger rolled his eyes and found a chair to sit down by himself. He knew Fu Youguang's thinking mode too well.Obviously, this guy is going to let Davis down.

Fu Youguang did have the idea of ​​disappointing Davis, the enlightener, and became more and more determined.He began to inquire carefully about the rules of Schiller's vindictiveness and exertion, and ignored Andrew, the target of this trip.

Master Everbright asked questions, and Schill naturally answered every question.As he spoke, he walked to the side, pushed away the bottles and cans on the alchemy platform, gestured with his fingers on the platform, and pointed out the sequence of exertion on his body.

Andrew used the sacred attribute magic card to fade the dark circles under his eyes, looked left and right suspiciously, and asked Sig: "Lord Earl?"

Sig stared at him silently.

"You... come to me if you are looking for Xier?" Andrew asked cautiously.

For the first time, Seeger showed sympathy in his eyes, and a sneer was drawn at the corner of his mouth. His tone was still full of sarcasm, and he said with deep meaning: "I was looking for you. But now, that fighter is more useful than you."

After all, he was a third-rank alchemist, and Andrew would not be so stupid that he couldn't understand the meaning of Sig's words.His eyes were wide open, and his mouth was wide enough to stuff his fist: "You, you mean, that guy Davis's enlightenment failed?"

"In a sense... yes." Seeger said deliberately ambiguously, and deliberately deepened the sympathy in his eyes.

Andrew jumped up all of a sudden, lifted the hem of his robe and rushed towards the two people beside the alchemy table, dancing and shouting: "Wait! Sil, shut up! Don't mislead Master Guang, the power of demigods is not used in that way— —Learn noble magic for me!"

The soul of the so-called demigod is already a very pure energy form; the physical body has been transformed into a substance close to the semi-energy body under the influence of the soul.The power and magic used by general professional powerhouses can't even break through the physical defense of a demigod, let alone cause damage to it.

Among the demigods in history, there are some who entered the altar with martial arts, but very few; unconsciously, people's impression of demigods is fixed as "extremely powerful spellcasters".Fu Youguang, who jumped out of the power rules and obtained the demigod status in the third way, was also cultivated as a spellcaster by Davis, who was an enlightenment teacher, subconsciously.

But it must be said that this kind of cognition is wrong. For a demigod whose own power has transcended the power system and is close to the purest, there is no difference between a spellcaster and martial arts.What's more, Brother Guang's nerves that are as thick as thighs really can't walk the path that spellcasters with high IQs who must have slender nerves can walk...

When Fu Youguang stared at Schill's fist and his eyes glowed, Sig knew that this guy still liked this kind of fist-to-flesh power form.According to the memories he shared, Fu Youguang's original body was also a strong man who was about the same height as Sear, with a rather strong build, and could punch one or two sets of so-called "military punches"... In short, it was completely inconsistent with the Earl. aesthetic.

Even Andrew has a strong obsession with the superiority of spellcasters; being prodded intentionally by Sig, how can he bear the honor of Seale snatching him "semi-god instructor"; this guy looks young on the outside, but is actually real He was also sixty years younger, but like an old urchin, he squeezed between Fu Youguang and Xier desperately, shouting and jumping: "Master Guang! How can a demigod be as rough as a barbarian?" Use your hands and feet! Magic is the path you should choose! Back off, Sil, and don't spread your superficial knowledge everywhere..."

Fu Youguang stretched out his hand to push him away, but the other party hugged him tightly, so he asked Daniel for help: "Brother, get this guy out!"

Daniel walked over and lightly kicked the hemp on Andrew's calf. When the other party let go with a strange cry, Daniel picked up the back of his neck and threw him out of the door, and then closed the door.

Ignoring Andrew's wailing and howling outside the door, Fu Youguang continued to ask Schiller for advice on how to drive a fighter's vindictiveness; after such a fuss, Schier figured out that he had inadvertently become Master Guang's mentor, and his calves were spinning in circles with nervousness , Excited and excited.

Fu Youguang, who possessed heaven-defying mental strength and the way of magic, was extremely difficult, but he learned the rules of the fighter system very quickly.A few hours later, he was able to wrap the pure power of faith in his hands, and when he pressed it on the alchemy table, he formed a five-fingerprint.

"Ahaha! Ahahahaha! Sure enough, this is more suitable for brother! Have you seen Sig!" Fu Youguang was incoherent with joy, even with his powerful physical body that would never be broken by a demigod He can also press the so-called high-level spellcasters to the ground and beat them, so what kind of magic do they have to spend so much effort to learn!

Sig snorted coldly.

I didn't expect to solve the problem of using the power of faith so easily, and Fu Youguang was not in a hurry to go back with the time saved.Abandoning the sad Andrew, let Schiller accompany him around the farm, met with the permanent residents of the farm, Shemir, Sally, and Shirley, and went to the newly planned composting area.When wandering around to the lake where the ducks were grazing, Fu Youguang thought of something and stopped.

A large number of fish fry obtained from the Hunter Association were placed in this lake, and there were many schools of fish in the past.But now calm down and think about it, it seems that I have never eaten fish or fish soup in the cafeteria...

Fu Youguang stood by the sparkling lake, not far away was a flock of ducks overwhelming the sky.There are aquatic plants and countless plankton floating in the blue water of the lake. Such a freshwater lake should be the most suitable for fish to grow. How come there has been no report of fish harvest?In other words, it seems that the farming company has never organized fishing...

"Sill, has the fish breeding in this lake failed?" Fu Youguang asked suspiciously, and he had indeed left the farm to sit in the city for a long time.

"No, my lord. Look." Xier pointed at the lake, and Fu Youguang turned his head, just in time to see a big fish at least one meter long jumping out of the water from the center of the lake.

"...!!" Fu Youguang slapped his chest hard, a one-meter-long freshwater fish? !Is he dazzled? ! "This, this big?!"

"It's the fish in the lake before. When the fry grow so long, they can be fed to ducks. It's too big to handle..." Silby said, waving his fingers.

"Wait! The fish fry you put in to feed the ducks?!" Fu Youguang spat out a mouthful of old blood.

"Ah... It was too troublesome to catch those small fish later, so I let the ducks catch them by themselves. So I didn't release the fry this year." Xier looked purely at Mr. Guang who suddenly became excited.

"Who said those fish were used to feed ducks! They were raised to eat!" Fu Youguang beat his chest and stamped his feet.

"If Mr. Guang wants to eat fish, it's better to airlift it from Innadril, right? These fish can't be eaten." Xier said quickly.

"...Why can't you eat it?" Fu Youguang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"The stench is too strong, and there are too many thorns." Xier was confident.

Fu Youguang fell headlong to the ground.

What a mistake... Fu Youguang grabbed the grass stems on the ground and burst into tears.As a region with abundant inland water resources, Hydesy should be rich in freshwater fish; however, he should have been surprised that he hadn't eaten fish once after coming here for so long...

I guess Wendy and Nancy were also very strange when I ordered people to put fish fry... It's just that they are used to obeying and didn't ask questions...

"My lord?" Xier hurriedly helped Fu Youguang up, and was terrified to find that Master Guang was full of grief and indignation, as if he had accidentally discovered that he had lost his virginity. "Are you all right, my lord?"

"I'm fine. This is just one of my many negligence, hehe..." Fu Youguang's face was full of disappointment, and several large freshwater fish over half a meter jumped out of the water in the center of the lake, as if mocking He generally said, "It's normal for a nation who doesn't know how to use chopsticks and whose cooking skill tree is not full to despise freshwater fish... Well... I just realized this now, and I really have a broken picture... "

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Mr. Davis wept fainted in the toilet.