When the weak wears into a stallion male pig

Under the dual monitoring of the school nurse and senior elves, Shangguan Qingrong's life was extraordinarily regular. The time outside of class was strictly monitored, and there was nothing else to do except practice.Fei Lun also praised him for his hard work in learning light magic, and even spared time for teaching elemental magic to let him practice light magic, so as not to be so embarrassed next time he meets a black mage, and almost loses his life into the hands of others.

He has also been unable to go to the painting club. Although senior sister Anna came to him several times and he also reported to the school, the slim and charming nurse who was in charge of picking him up thought he was seriously injured and should not Because of the activity, Anna was rejected.

Not only senior sister Anna, but even the three friends in the same dormitory had no chance to talk to him.Almost every day he stepped on the class bell and was sent in by a beautiful female nurse, and then stepped on the get out of class bell to be taken back to the school hospital by another female nurse.The attitude of those nurses towards him was so kind that they carried and hugged him, and pressed their soft body tightly against his arm, blocking the eyes of the students looking at him probingly with their turbulent body. .

Drizzt Hubley was seriously injured in the interschool league, and rumors of impaired walking were flying all over the campus.Even though he hardly saw anyone, he could still hear some rumors from afar.Every time he heard it, he had the urge to escape from the nurse, but he was afraid that with his eighth-level fighter strength, if he was not careful, he would hurt her.

well!How did he get seriously injured!

Since returning to school, he has been undergoing various inspections, and even went to the temple a few times to check his body and soul, and he almost got his soul out of its shell and filtered it with light magic.The tooth mark on the wrist was still a little black when he came back, but now he has already exposed the red, white and tender flesh, and he no longer bleeds, so he almost stopped talking.

No matter how much he protested, the school always treated him as a critically ill patient. When he went out, he was accompanied by a nurse, and when he entered, it was just a test.He could understand that the school hospital hadn't received a single patient injured by black magic in thousands of years, and it was so hard to see one alive, so he wished he could get checked eight times a day.But he is a big living person, and he is penned like an animal every day. Sooner or later, as Senior Leslie said before, he will develop a tendency to self-mutilate.

After thinking about it this way, he didn't dare to really resist the school's arrangement in the end, he just leaned against the window of the ward, looking at the blue sky and white clouds outside, heaving and sighing.Just as he was sighing, there was a rustling sound outside the door. He heard it was coming towards him. He hurriedly stood up, straightened his clothes, and waited for the nurse to come in and take him for the next examination.

This time he was wrong, it was neither the glamorous and plump head nurse, nor the elf-like nurse who had been nursing him, nor the upright and beautiful female doctor, and he hadn’t seen him for a long time Classmates - Adrian; Miloch.

Seeing his appearance, Shangguan Qingrong was shocked.He was not surprised because he hadn't formally met Mi Luoqi for a long time, but was horrified to see him now.His face was haggard and pale, with a tired expression, several layers of gauze were tied on his head, and some red and yellow blood stains were faintly stained from under the snow-white gauze.

Shangguan Qingrong jumped up at once, and when he was in front of him, he didn't dare to approach him, for fear of touching his wound, he moved his hands half an inch away to touch his wound. "What's going on, Adrian, did you fall and hurt yourself? Or was there an accident?"

But Mi Luoqi grabbed his hand and pressed it on his wound, and gave a rare smile: "It's nothing, the injury is not serious. It's really not easy to see you. If I wasn't really injured, I wouldn't be able to get in." The serious injury department is here."

Could it be that Miloch got hurt on purpose just to see him?This guess suddenly appeared in Shangguan Qingrong's mind, and he looked at Mi Luoqi with a lot of guilt.A hot stream rose from his heart to the tip of his nose, and when his eyes turned red, tears fell down one after another. "Adrian, I'm fine here, you're not worth it..."

Mi Luoqi was slightly startled when he saw his tears, and quickly took out a handkerchief from his arms, wiped away the tears under his eyes, turned his head, and said rather awkwardly: "What are you thinking about, I It’s not because I got hurt because I came in to see you. I just accidentally lost control of my magic power when I was casting magic, and it has nothing to do with you.”

"Yes, but, Adrian..." Shangguan Qingrong was still a little choked up, every word was almost squeezed out of his teeth, extremely difficult.He gently raised his hand from Miroki's head, and whispered a spell to heal him, but was interrupted by Miroki.

"I entered the critical illness department with great difficulty. If you cured me so quickly, how can I stay here? Never mind the wound, how are you doing recently? I... We heard You were injured a lot in the league, and I was very worried about you, I heard that you were controlled by a necromancer, with black magic painted all over your body, and your soul is still imprisoned?"

Is it too exaggerated?Shangguan Qingrong quickly stated that there was absolutely no such thing, that the necromancer's fighting power was insufficient, and he just said something to scare him, making him think that he had been planted with magic, and felt a little uneasy.Later, when I went to the Mage Tower for inspection, I already said that there was no problem. I checked no less than a hundred times in the school and the temple. No matter the body or the soul was injured, only a dirty wound was left on the hand. Almost cured.

After talking, he stretched out his hand again, and showed Miloch the tooth marks showing the tender flesh.This time it was Miloch's turn to touch but didn't dare to touch. He rubbed around the tooth marks several times, as if he had hurt himself, frowning, with bitterness in the corner of his mouth, he asked cautiously: " Does it still hurt? Why haven't you healed after so many days, it must have been very serious at the time, right?"

Shangguan smiled and said: "It didn't hurt very much, and the poisonous blood was forced out at that time. It's just that the curse of black magic is relatively strong, and the wound is not easy to heal. Moreover, now that the black magic has been eliminated, I don't think it will be long. , I can go back to class.”

Mi Luoqi still didn't believe it or not, he looked back and forth at the light with his hands on his wrists, and said with emotion: "Fortunately, you know light magic, if I meet that magician, I'm afraid I'll be killed on the spot, The corpses will also be made into puppets."

Shangguan Qingrong looked at his slender and powerful hands, and his heart suddenly moved: "Actually, although the necromancer is strong, he is not flawless. He can only cast spells from a distance under the cover of dead objects, and he The little monster he commanded was only quick-moving and had some black magic on his minions, but he wasn't too strong. As long as he could get close to him, he would be completely helpless... Adrian, do you want to come with me? Learn fighting skills?"

This proposal is a bit abrupt, and it doesn't sound very realistic.The idea that people who practice both magic and martial arts are good-for-nothings has been circulating for a long time. Although Shangguan Qingrong himself can achieve both magic and martial arts and has made rapid progress in any aspect, others dare not take this risk. Mi Luoqi himself With a very high talent in magic and a mutated ice magician, he was naturally a little hesitant about this proposal.

Seeing the embarrassment on his face, Shangguan Qingrong also felt that his proposal was a little inappropriate, so he smiled, turned around and said: "The master who taught me fighting skills has gone out, and my father is busy with work. There is only a senior elf at home, and he is teaching me archery now, if you want to learn it, you can go and have a look, archery doesn’t need guilt, cough, fighting spirit, maybe you can try it too.”

Mi Luoqi was not interested in archery, but he was interested in going to Shangguan Qingrong's house, so he agreed.After making a reservation to wait for him at the door of the classroom on weekend nights, I asked a few times about the black mage in the relic forest, until the beautiful female school doctor came to take Shangguan Qingrong for a routine examination, and then reluctantly left.

At the end of the week, Senior Leslie came to pick him up in person, taking Miloch, whose wounds had already healed and looked as good as an Antarctic fairy, along the way.

It was the first time for Shangguan Qingrong to bring his friends home, and he was so excited that he could fidget. When he got home, he left Mi Luoqi alone in the living room, and went back to his room to take a shower and change clothes.When Leslie accompanied the guests for him, he tried on seven or eight sets of clothes, and he was extraordinarily gorgeous and brand-new. He wore a red military-style short jacket inlaid with gold, white tights, and his long hair was tightly tied. Under the neck, I didn't know where to turn out a wide-brimmed hat with white ostrich feathers. I tried it a few times and felt that it was not suitable to wear a hat in the house, so I finally put it on.

He was already blond and blue-eyed, with snow-like skin and a slender figure, but this exaggeratedly gorgeous dress didn't seem to be inconsistent with him at all, on the contrary, it made his face look like the morning glow, regal and graceful.This was so different from his usual appearance in plain student gowns. Miroki couldn't take his eyes off of him for a while, and couldn't put the black tea in his mouth.

Leslie stayed in his house for so long, and rarely saw him dressed up like this, he was surprised and understood his desire to impress his friends, and teased him: "Drizzt, I'm also from your family. Guest, why didn't you dress up so carefully when you saw me?"

Shangguan Qingrong dressed up excitedly, but when Mi Luoqi stared at her, she felt a layer of shyness in her heart for some reason, wishing to go back and change into her usual attire.After Leslie made such a joke, he couldn't even lift his head up, hesitating in the hallway, and wanted to turn around and go back.

Leslie saw his timidity, stepped over a few steps, took him into the living room, and pressed him to the sofa where he was sitting before: "Why are you shy, young man, it's normal to like to dress up nicely. Alright , you are free to accompany your little guests now, so I won’t bother you, I’ll help you take care of your bow and arrow, and when you’re done chatting, I’ll see if classmate Miroki is suitable for learning archery.”

The kind and considerate senior elf walked out of the living room lightly, leaving the two teenagers sitting together in a slightly awkward position.Shangguan Qingrong was thinking about how to bring up the topic, but Mi Luoqi suddenly said: "You look good dressed like this." After only saying one sentence, he picked up the teacup and drank it as if nothing had happened, his expression and movements were smooth It's like you've never spoken.

Since he opened his mouth first, Shangguan Qingrong also used his words to reply: "After I passed the eighth-level grudge test, my father wanted me to enter the social circle, so my father asked someone to make it for me. It's a pity that I couldn't." From applying to graduating early, I have never had the chance to attend any proms. It’s rare that you came to my house this time. I don’t want to show off, but I just have no friends who have visited me at home. I’m a little nervous.”

Eighth level grudge...

Mi Luoqi looked at Shangguan Qingrong's downcast and pleasing eyes, and his appearance of being too weak, suddenly appeared in front of his eyes when he was fighting against a fifth-level fighter, and he could immobilize the opponent with a few fingers.Amidst the black tea smoke, the fighter's face gradually turned into himself.He suddenly felt a little chilly in his heart, and he didn't dare to sit with this classmate who had a good relationship with him anymore, so he stood up straight.

"Dizzy, why don't we go and see if that senior elf has anything else to do. If he's free, I'd like to try to learn archery."