The Wolf of Another World

Tina moved very quickly, almost as soon as the game was over, she asked Sistar to introduce Gu Yan and Liaohuo to her.But she is not the only one who wants to see these two?The dormitory of Liaohuo and others was completely surrounded, and the students always liked to join in the fun.

For this expected situation, he just raised his eyebrows and walked straight to his room.

It was a middle-aged elf, and if calculated according to the age of elves, he would be at least 100 years old.Some wrinkles and fine lines can be seen on the face, the lips are tightly pursed, and the clothes are neat, even if they are waiting, there is no anxious expression on the face.A serious and meticulous person.

Seeing Liaohuo coming in, the middle-aged man saluted him respectfully, and introduced: "I am Lord Oser's servant, you can call me Kato. Lord Oser appreciates your performance today, and my lord sent I have sent an invitation card to invite you to come to the house for dinner tonight." A green-patterned invitation card was handed to Liao Huo respectfully.Between him and Gu Yan, who is in charge and who wants to come to the dean is very clear.

Liaohuo took it with both hands respectfully, bowed back, and said with a smile: "It is my honor to have dinner at Lord Oser's house. But..." Liaohuo pulled out another invitation from his bosom, and said apologetically, "Look , I just accepted an invitation tonight from the Magic Guild, what should I do?" Liaohuo put on a embarrassed posture, looking at the understanding servant.

Cato was stunned for a moment. Although he didn't directly explain, was this a polite refusal?Reject the request of the head of the Holy Academy of Magic? !However, being well-trained, he naturally would not show his dissatisfaction and surprise. He glanced at the invitation and said, "It's Cato who came late. You already have an appointment today, so I don't want to disturb you. I believe the Lord will welcome you very much." Went there at other times."

"Thank you..." Liaohuo raised a smile, a three-pointed smile, and no one could find anything wrong with it.

After sending the person away, Wang Hu collapsed on his bed, the atmosphere just now was too low, although he didn't say anything at all, it also made him feel a little indigestion.He rubbed his stomach in pain, and asked: "Brother, after you cured Brother Gu, the people in this Magic Academy regarded you as a treasure! But why didn't you go? That is Oser, holy magician Oser! If you go, he might give you a gift!"

Liaohuo looked at the two invitations, threw them aside casually, and said with a smile, "Go, why not? It's just that the time is not up."

Liaohuo has a lot of experience in the study of magic potions, and he has made a lot of breakthroughs in just half a year. With Liao Xun's help, he is handy in these aspects.

"Do you really want to give the formula of the potion to the Magic Guild?" Gu Yan asked hesitantly. It is undeniable that he felt that this was a loss-making business. People in the Magic Guild are like vampires, and doing business with them is of little benefit.

Liaohuo's eyes lit up, he picked up the quill pen and wrote those well-known formulas on the parchment. With a clear mind, he wrote more than two pages. Got it.

"Yan, this formula is only useful for people like you, and it's nothing for those born with magic defects. Besides, dragon teeth can't be found everywhere. It's not a disadvantage to use this formula to salvage a fortune. And It’s my fault, if I don’t hand over the formula, there will be constant turmoil around us. Instead of letting everyone try to trick us, it’s better to throw this useless thing to the Magic Guild!”

"You deliberately told that Cato about the invitation to tell Lord Oser the whereabouts of the formula?"

Fang Huo nodded, "There was a magic waste in his house, and he was concerned about this thing of course, and the walls have ears, and the fact that the formula was sold to the people of the Magic Guild will be known to everyone soon. Get it and you can break the magic. A flawed formula is something that excites everyone, but the Magic Guild holds the formula in their hands but can’t make the medicine... Haha, I find it interesting to think about it!"

Wang Hu listened blankly to the two talking to each other, only to feel that the content of the conversation was getting more and more wrong, "Do you want to see the magic guild in chaos?!" He concluded.

Liaohuo just put down his pen, and the sky was getting dark, but his eyes were shining like sparks: "Brother Huzi, do you want to watch the excitement? I really want to." The red tail flicked behind him. With a smile full of interest on his face, Wang Hu suddenly felt chills in his teeth.

It was getting late, Liaohuo and Gu Yan hurriedly packed up and went out with those calculation formulas. Just when they stepped into the carriage, they saw a familiar figure coming out of the academy.

"Where is he going?" Gu Yan muttered, frowning slightly.Liaohuo opened the velvet curtain and looked out, with a half-smile and said: "Everyone has secrets, don't they?"

The dark night is always mysterious, and many evils and ugliness happen here.

This is a bleak street, which is in no way comparable to the bustling Magic Street. What they reflect is the sharp contrast between the two extremes of the world, poverty and wealth.

Garbage can be seen everywhere on the street, exuding a rotten smell, and outsiders can't help but cover their mouths and noses when they pass by.But the people living here are already numb, they have lost hope in life, living is just a word for them, without any deeper meaning.

As the night fell, a black shadow flashed past. It was very cautious, looking around from time to time, and opened a broken door only after making sure that no one found itself.

This is a dilapidated manor. From the collapsed walls and broken pillars, it can be seen that there should be no people living here. The corners of the walls are already covered with slippery moss. It seems that this building has been quite old.

The black shadow walked through the place that was once called the corridor. It was familiar with the way, and it seemed that this was not the first time it had entered here.

"Are you here? Today is later than yesterday." A hoarse voice, old and tired, surrounded by a seemingly rotten atmosphere, making people feel suffocated.

The moonlight sprinkled mottled light and shadow, and the black shadow froze and looked towards the source of the sound.It was an old man, he was dressed in tattered clothes, his exposed limbs and face were wrinkled like dead wood, a huge magic circle was drawn under his legs, and two huge iron chains extended from the eyes of the formation Shackles his shriveled feet.When he spoke he pulled the muscles of his face mechanically and stiffly.But it could be seen from his ears that the old man was an elf.

There is only one possibility for an elf who is treated like this in the elves, and that is heinous!

Heiying paused when he heard the sound. It held a cloth bag in its hand, and a strong smell of blood emanated from it.

"Today... I have something to do today, it's late." It replied timidly, it tried to shrink its body as much as possible, like a mouse that can't see the light.But from the voice, we can hear that she is a girl.

The old man's eyes shot out when he saw the cloth bag, as if his withered skin was twitching.Licking his lips with his ugly tongue, he urged hungrily: "Still...not bringing the thing over!"

The madness of the old man may have frightened Soi Ying, after she trembled slightly, she did not dare to hesitate for a moment to present the package.Immediately, he retreated to the side and waited with lowered eyes.

The old man eagerly opened the cloth bag, his hands trembling slightly because of excitement, he was already impatient!Inside the package was a black clay pot. As soon as the pot was opened, a strong and familiar smell of blood immediately spread out.It was a can of thick blood, and the bright red color showed that it was still very fresh.The old man chuckled dryly, with a weird expression on his face, then picked up the jar and began to swallow, sometimes sighing contentedly, and his chapped skin gradually became paler due to drinking blood. Moisturize, this sinful blood is his best nourishment.

The last drop of blood was licked into the mouth, not enough!These are not enough!The blood beast in his heart was clamoring, he wanted to eat more, human blood...or human flesh!

The empty clay pot was smashed on the ground and shattered into pieces. The weird old man picked up the pieces and licked the remnants distressedly.

Heiying trembled slightly watching this scene. No matter how many times she watched it, she felt that this scene was extremely disgusting, but she had to endure it... When the old man was full of hiccups, she carefully asked: "Did you say that?" Will you help me as long as I send a sacrifice?"

The old man nodded. At this moment, his skin was not as dry as it used to be, but there was a bit of vitality.He doesn't like the girl in front of him, he hates cowardly and humble creatures, but this child's ability to understand witches is amazing, and this girl who wants to escape from the cage is the only one who can help him.The old man picked up a branch and drew on the ground. It was a small formation. After finishing, he ordered: "Blood sacrifice!"

When Hei Ying heard this, he immediately bit his own finger, and the red blood dripped down drop by drop.The old man looked at the magnificent red color, and greed flashed across his eyes.

There was a sound of cracking on the ground, and it slowly trembled, as if something was knocking under their feet, trying to break through the ground!The black shadow showed horror, dodged to dodge, and then an arm stretched out from underneath!

Rather than talking about the arm, it would be better to say that the ground of the hand bone was thrown away by the white fingers, and one by one skeletons crawled out of the magic circle, and five or six of them gathered in a short while.

With a hoarse voice, the old man laughed fiercely: "This is a summoning technique, a low-level summoning of skeletons, used to set up an ambush."

Seeing the row of skeletons, Soi Ying trembled, and began to study the formation after forcing himself to calm down.Unlike the magic formation, this formation is opened with human blood, and does not require any magic power.In other words, this is not a magic formation at all, but a witch formation!A black wizard formation.

There is a saying that magic and witchcraft are twins of the same origin, but one is admired by the world and the other can only be hidden in a dark corner and struggling.So one day the brothers finally turned against each other, and the magic circle defeated the witchcraft and expelled it.

The black shadow seemed to think of something, and there was a flash of struggle in the green eyes.She gently touched the formation with her fingers, and she could feel the power of the witch, the pulse of the witch... just like her sister can feel magic... In fact, she is not a waste... It's just that her ability is not allowed to exist in the family, Not allowed so must disappear!

The unwillingness and anger in the green eyes attracted the attention of the old man. He smiled and didn't care about anything else. He sat back in his corner and said before retracting: "Tomorrow, I want two jars!"

Soi Ying's figure stiffened a little, but he didn't refute.She is making a deal with the devil, there is no room for negotiation.From the moment she was abandoned by her family to fend for herself in this slum, everything was irreparable.

Tranquility has always belonged to this small courtyard, but it is also full of blood and rain.The old man has a pair of dark red eyes, his eyes are cloudy, complex and deep, cunning and hard to distinguish.

How long has he been stuck here?ten years? 20 years? 100 years?Or 300 years?When he was about to forget the meaning of time to him, he finally waited for a chance, a chance for him to regain a new life.

The old man was imagining how he would call the wind and rain after he was free, with a weird and ferocious smile on his face, but he suddenly found that the black shadow who fled away after every study was standing motionless today.

"What's the matter?" The hoarse and ugly voice, accompanied by the grunt from deep in the throat, sounded extremely strange.

Heiying hesitated for a moment, then said: "Today... I saw a man who said he was a magic defect, but... he could use ninth-level magic, which is different from mine... His is real magic. "The shadow clenched his hand tightly.

"Oh?" A trace of confusion and confusion flashed through the old man's cloudy eyes, and then he looked at the shadow and his confusion turned into anger: "What do you mean? You want to go against your own words? Why do you want to go for treatment too?" See if you are a magic waste?! Or do you think that old man Oser will allow you to stay in the family after healed the magic defect?"

Soi Ying's lips turned white, and his body trembled uncontrollably, but he didn't know whether it was from anger or hatred.

After the old man roared, he calmed down his emotions and said, "Child, you are destined to be born for witches. You are destined to fight against magic in this life, and there is no chance of escape."

The tone of vicissitudes is like a sentence of concern, but it cannot erase the curse contained in it.