When the weak wears into a stallion male pig

Shangguan Qingrong glanced out of the window, there was a little boy standing outside, although he was younger than his current body, his physique was already strong, his exposed arms had bulging muscles, slightly trembling.Although the body is very strong, the face is pretty handsome, a pair of big brown eyes are watery, and the hair and eyebrows are also tan, which looks quite cute.

This child is called Lite, and he is the youngest son of Aunt Mary. Since he came, he has often brought the children of some servants in the farm to see him. It seems that he had a little friendship with this young master Drizzt before and treated him as his eldest brother. Come to worship.Although Master Drizzt is now a tuberculosis abandoned by the baron, the boy still regards him as a unparalleled hero.

Shangguan Qingrong smiled, called him in, and asked him what he needed to come to him.

Lite's eyes sparkled with excitement, he took out a curved silver object from his pocket, and held it in front of Shangguan Qingrong as if offering a treasure. "Master Drizzt, this is me—I, Anliott and the others found it in the swallow's nest you saw just now. You are so amazing, you don't even need to look to know that there is a baby inside. Look , could this be some advanced magic item?"

He said excitedly, and brought the things in his hand closer to Shangguan Qingrong's eyes so that he could see clearly.Shangguan Qingrong still had a good impression of this quick-witted and lively little boy, he kindly took the things in his hand, and took a closer look.

The silver product has a pointed end and a round end, and there is a small hole in the round end, and the surface is covered with patterns, which looks like a goblet.He showed it to the little boy and said, "This is a sieve. It is used to untie the rope. It looks very delicately carved. Maybe it was lost by a rich man and was picked up by swallows. But it's not very useful. You take it." Let's play."

Hearing this, the little boy was so full of admiration that it almost dripped from his eyes: "As expected of Master Drizzt, you know everything, you are really amazing! But, this thing is very precious, I am just a The servant's child, how can you keep it. Young master, can you officially accept this '觽' as a gift from me?"

Lite scratched his head and said embarrassingly: "I have been under your care. For so long, I have not been able to find anything suitable for your status. This thing is silver. I think it is still How much is it worth, please accept it as a gift from me? No, just treat it as a token, and when I grow up, I will give you a better gift, okay?"

Shangguan Qingrong was flattered when he heard this - he never expected that this little boy would still have such affection for him after he had grown up like this.This kind of friendship is so thick that it cannot be repaid without a physical promise!

Shangguan Qingrong made up his mind, put the silver jewelry on the table, touched Lite's small head that reached his chest, and promised earnestly: "Lite, I'm waiting for you!"

Lite went out happily, but Shangguan Qingrong sat back on the chair, lightly covered his mouth with his blunt five fingers, and spat out a small mouthful of blood in pain——while he was stroking Lite's head, he looked at the two of them. Compared with the shape, I deeply feel that I am more like a gong than Lite.I don't know when he will be able to return to a weak body, and he will be qualified to become a stunning person worthy of everyone's competition.

The bright red blood trickled down between his fingers onto the table, and then splashed in all directions, one of which actually splashed onto the silver gourd.Shangguan Qingrong let out a soft cry, and was about to wipe the blood on the silver cup with his hands, but found that the blood seemed to be being absorbed, becoming thinner and thinner, and finally disappeared without a trace.

Shangguan Qingrong's small mouth was slightly opened, he was too stunned to speak, he watched the silver goblet emit a burst of dazzling white light, which made him burst into tears, and he closed his eyes tightly.

A long time after the light disappeared, Shangguan Qingrong's eyes lighted up again, and the silver goblet was still lying quietly on the table, motionless.

Shangguan Qingrong thought he was dazzled, so he stretched out his hand, wanting to touch the silver chalice.As soon as this thought came to him, he found himself surrounded by darkness, everything in the room disappeared, and he was sitting in an unknown strange cave.

Here and there were heaps of great gems, piles of herbs, bundles of scrolls and books of parchment, and a strangely shaped silver-and-white walking stick with a large flaming gem in its end.Shangguan Qingrong did not dare to touch those things with his hands, but was willing to stand and watch from a distance.After reading everything, he remembered that he was inexplicably trapped in this place, and he didn't even know how to go back.

It was so hard for him to have the motivation to live, but he was about to die of old age in this dark place for no apparent reason!

As soon as this thought came up, his tears fell like broken pearls, his body limply fell to the ground, and he murmured sadly: "Since ancient times, the beauty is so unlucky, leaving the green mound alone to the dusk..."

At this time, an old voice suddenly sounded in the void: "Don't cry, my child. You are a man, how can you be so afraid? You are now the master of this chain of Emra, and the things inside It's all yours. The whole world is yours if you let it, and you should be happy."

"You... who are you?" Shangguan Qingrong felt startled and frightened after hearing this misty voice, covered his mouth with his hands, stopped crying, opened his eyes wide, and looked around.

A foot or so from the ground in front of him, an old man in a gray robe with white beard and hair saw him look up and looked for him, so he smiled at him and said, "Hello, my child. First, I have to do Let me introduce myself: I am the great magister of the Karakis-Usodic Kingdom, and also the greatest magister in the world according to legend—Sean Phelan."

After the old man finished introducing himself, he asked Shangguan Qingrong with a grimace: "My child, you already know who I am, so now can you tell me your name and which family you belong to?"

Shangguan Qingrong understood that he had passed through, he didn't know these famous people in this world, and he would reveal his secrets as soon as he said it, so he pretended to be innocent as a 12-year-old child, and replied timidly : "I am the son of Baron Huberley, my name is Drizzt, grandpa, hello."

The old man's face was full of hesitation, obviously he thought Shangguan Qingrong's attitude was not good enough: "Son, haven't you ever learned magic? Have you never heard of Sean, the greatest magister in the world? Phelan Even the Pope would respectfully call me Grand Magister when he saw me. How could you call me Grandpa? Besides, when my body disappeared, I was only 398 years old. For a Grand Magister Said he was still very young..."

Before he finished speaking, Shangguan Qingrong had already realized the meaning of the word "disappearance of the body", he sat down on the ground implicitly, covered his chest with his hands, and called out delicately: "Ghost, ghost——" , Then he tilted his body and fell limply on the ground, his comatose posture was extremely graceful.

It's just that although the posture is beautiful, the person can't really faint.His current body is no better than before, and he can pass out if he wants to.Although this body has been hungry for a month, it is still as strong as an ox, not to mention that the old man said it was a ghost, so he didn't look too eerie, and Shangguan Qingrong didn't look too scared.But after all, he still has to maintain his true nature of being weak. At this time, it is more suitable for his identity to faint, so he fell down.

The great magister saw that he had passed out, but couldn't tell whether it was real or not, so he quickly cast a sober spell on him.Shangguan Qingrong only felt a burst of coolness all over his body, unconsciously let out a "huh" and opened his eyes.

Seeing him waking up, the Great Magister of Faerun quickly explained: "Don't be afraid, I'm not a ghost. I just lost my body due to heavy injuries in the battle with the demons 5000 years ago. My soul sleeps in my strongest magic weapon, the chain of Emra, created by the god of craftsman Odos? Suoye? Yida? Emra himself in ancient times."

Shangguan Qingrong couldn't understand what he said, and he had never heard of the god he said.But in order not to let the magister see that his soul is a fake, Shangguan Qingrong still pretended to listen carefully and nodded repeatedly.

Seeing that he was listening seriously, Fei Lun immediately regained the sense of pride he had when he still had a physical body, and talked endlessly about how much he was respected in various countries back then, and what great feats he made in the war against the demons.

"...Later, because the chain of Emra lost its owner, it has been regarded as an ordinary ornament and has been circulated in the world. Fortunately, your blood dripped on it, making it recognize you as the master, and my soul can regain Wake up. In other words, my dear child, you are my benefactor and the new owner of the chain of Emra, the most powerful magic item. I will definitely do my best to teach you all my skills and make you a continent The number one magician!"

Previously, Shangguan Qingrong only gave him one ear to listen, and didn't care what he said. When he heard the old man said that he wanted to learn his magic by himself, Shangguan Qingrong immediately woke up.

Will learning this magic make the body stronger and more powerful?He has become like this, and it is hard to have a little hope of recovery. He must never learn this kind of thing that will make his body strong again!

"No, I will never learn magic!" Shangguan Qingrong said firmly.

"Why?" The old man said in surprise, "it is everyone's dream to have a great magister like me teach magic with his own hands. Why do you refuse? I can see that you have learned fighting qi before, but you can learn the rough things like fighting qi." In the future, at most, he will become a warrior, and only a magician is a profession that is truly respected. And a magician at the level of a great magister will be the object of all the nobles and kings of all countries!"

"Being scrambled by the powerful and the king?" Shangguan Qingrong didn't care if the magician was not respected, but being scrambled by the king and the powerful, like his previous life, was his biggest goal in this life.The great magister said so many benefits, but he didn't pay attention to it, and he didn't pay attention to it. Only this, as a weakling who was supposed to be loved by everyone, he absolutely couldn't refuse.

However, with this thick body and dark skin, even he himself can't bear to look at it, let alone someone else?He really didn't have the confidence for the time being.He sighed lightly: "My body..."

Fei Lun looked at his body, nodded solemnly, and said with some understanding: "I can see that you are not satisfied with your body. Accidentally recognized the Lord of Emra's Chain with bleeding. You are still young, and your body is actually very easy to recover, really. Magic will completely transform your body. In this respect, magic is far stronger than fighting energy. "

Shangguan Qingrong's hope just raised because of Fei Lun was shattered in the blink of an eye: "You mean, after I learn magic, I will be stronger than now?"

"Cough... Well, child, you need to know that we mages are people of status, we don't have to have such a majestic body like a rough fighter. However, if you want to make your body more... If it is more attractive, you can learn alchemy. Although my attainment in alchemy is not as high as magic, it is enough to guide you to refine some useful medicines."

"Can't magic make the body stronger?" Shangguan Qingrong is most concerned about this now, and then asked the question about the alchemy: "If you use alchemy, can you completely change your appearance? Can you completely change your appearance?" In a different way?"

"You ask too much, my child. However, I regret to tell you that the body of a magician is indeed not as strong as a fighter. We will not spend all our time on training muscles and fighting spirit. As for using magic Medicine, um... Theoretically, alchemy cannot be used on living objects, this is a rule made by the gods. But! My dear child, you still have the opportunity to change your appearance.... This, I think you can refine medicine to change your appearance, as long as your alchemy reaches a certain level in the future, you will definitely be able to achieve this goal."

"Really?" Shangguan Qingrong was not so much persuaded by the old magister as he was conquered by his own desire to turn back into a weakling.He looked at the great magister of Faerun conscientiously, clasped his hands in front of his chest, his eyes shone brightly, his face was serene, and he replied devoutly: "I am willing, I want to learn. I must learn that alchemy technique!"