Wizard Bloodline

Ronan cut the black long sword along the belly of the two-headed demon lizard.

It was like opening a leather bag filled with water, and a large amount of smelly blood and organs flowed down.

Occasionally encountering obstacles, Ronan used his strength.

The strong and perfect body under the robe was like a big bow pulling, and the terrifying force was transmitted along the muscles, tendons, and bones one by one, and the long sword soon continued to slide down smoothly.

"Um?!"

While paddling, Ronan's expression suddenly changed.

He felt as if the sword that had just been inserted into the belly of the two-headed demon lizard had scratched something, and heard a slight crisp sound.

Ronan thought for a moment, then took the long sword and began to dig a hole in the belly of the two-headed demon lizard at the corresponding location.

He cut up the body of the two-headed demon lizard, mainly to see if he could find the rumored crystal core of the demonic beast.

It is said that a large number of energy particles gather and accumulate in the body of a powerful monster, which may produce so-called nucleation crystallization.

The composition and composition of this crystal nucleus are magical and complex. It is a material used in many potions and alchemy experiments and is of high value.

Generally, it only appears in the bodies of first-level monsters and above, but rarely in zero-level monsters. Ronan wanted to try his luck, but now it seems that he has really happened to him?

After digging out half of the two-headed demon lizard's cavity, Ronan finally found something that made a crisp sound, but Ronan was disappointed.

It was actually a nest of eggs.

They were about the size of a fist, and were glued together by yellow and white blood vessels. There were seven or eight of them in total. Ronan even scratched a few of them with his sword. It looked disgusting.

"I didn't expect this guy to be a female. No wonder he is so vindictive."

"These eggs are not yet ripe. Forget it, take them home, boil them and fry them. They are said to be very tonic."

Ronan shook his head, holding back his nausea and took out the remaining unbroken eggs of the two-headed devil lizard. He cut dozens of kilograms of devil lizard meat at will, collected some devil lizard blood and skin, and put them all in his pocket. Storage pocket.

He didn't come here to hunt monsters. He didn't know if the meat of monsters like the two-headed monster lizard could be eaten, so he didn't think about taking more.

Wash the blood stains on the black long sword with snow and put it back into the scabbard of the staff.

Ronan patted the [Clean] rune on his robe to remove the filthy and bloody smell, and then began to walk out of the forest.

This trip out, the harvest is quite big.

Not only did he get back his belongings, but he also unexpectedly got a fragment of a first-level magic tool, a two-headed devil lizard egg, and devil lizard meat...

It also confirms that the current forest tree house area is indeed much safer.

But if there are people living there, I think the risk is quite high.

The journey back to town, Shuidi Street, and my residence was uneventful.

Ronan put away his things, then picked up the matsutake, wild mushrooms and two rabbits he picked along the way, and walked towards the house where Old Wells and others lived.

I didn't take the World of Warcraft meat, not because I was reluctant to part with it, but for low-level apprentices like Old Wells, this stuff was almost like a poison that accelerated the decline of the body. Only strong men like Ronan who were successful in physical training could enjoy it at will.

I went to Old Wells' house first and found that there was no one there.

Jacob and Qiao Lin, the couple next door, were not there either, so Ronan walked around to the door of Venetia's house.

Knocked on the door.

After a while, the door opened.

After opening the door, Cheryl ran back with bare feet, climbed onto a high stool, held a book, and let Venetia manipulate her head while reading.

Venetia is giving her a haircut.

Ronan walked slowly in. The fireplace in the room was burning with orange flames, bright and warm. There was a thick cashmere carpet under his feet. All the furnishings were neat and appropriate, making it look very warm.

It's much better than my own home.

Ronan put down the things in his hands and asked, "Where are they?"

Venetia said nothing, but Cheryl spoke first.

"Grandpa Wells went out for something, brother Jacob went to find you, and Uncle Qiaolin and Aunt Qiaolin went out to buy gifts!"

"What gift should I buy?"

Ronan was curious.

"Barry and Sean said they would treat everyone to dinner tonight!"

Cheryl spoke quickly and crisply. After speaking, she asked Ronan loudly: "Sir Ronan, do you want Sister Winnie to cut your hair? Your hair is so long!"

Venetia, who was standing behind Cheryl, blushed quickly, but Ronan readily agreed.

"good."

His hair hadn't been taken care of for more than half a year and it really needed a trim.

Seeing Ronan agree, Cheryl jumped down from the high stool happily, and then quickly ran to move a chair for Ronan.

Half a minute later, Ronan sat on the chair and with a strange mood began his first haircut experience in this world.

Venetia's movements were very light, and she made almost no sound during the haircut. Ronan could only hear the sound of his cut hair falling down.

Cheryl was holding a wizarding book, lying on the edge of the fireplace and staring at Ronan intently, seeming to find his current state of sitting upright very interesting.

Ronan suddenly thought of what Cheryl just said, so he picked up the previous topic and asked, "Why did Barry and his son invite us to dinner?"

Ever since wizard Barry took his son to live with his uncle who was a tutor's assistant in the academy, he has never lost contact with them and occasionally comes to visit.

But I have never invited them over, and this is the first time I take the initiative to treat them to dinner.

Ronan felt strange.

"Maybe there's something good worth celebrating."

Cheryl replied like a little adult.

Ronan nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

At this time, Venetia, who was standing behind him, spoke like a mosquito.

"Qiao Qiaolin and his wife have vacated the house and plan to move back to the tree house area after this month."

Ronan's eyes moved slightly but he said nothing.

After a moment, he slowly said: "I'll send you some magic stones later."

"You have helped everyone a lot."

Venetia whispered without stopping, "We are also ready to go back, this place is not suitable for us."

Ronan fell silent.

In fact, he is very aware of the dilemma faced by everyone.

Those who choose to live in the tree house area are low-level wizards who have no skills and cannot live well in the town.

In this war-torn period, faced with expensive prices that are several times higher than usual, many people's meager savings have been exhausted in a very short period of time.

In the past few months, Ronan has been helping everyone in the team overtly and covertly for reasons such as "paying food expenses."

But until now, everyone is still unable to continue.

Their small, temporary group seemed to have finally reached the day when it had to be separated.

Thinking about it, Ronan felt Venetia stop her hand.

The hair is cut.

Cheryl had already brought a mirror over, trying hard to lift it above her head. Her eyes staring at Ronan's face seemed to be filled with bright little stars.

Ronan looked in the mirror.

What appeared in the bright mirror was a handsome and heroic young face, with long, slightly curly chestnut hair lying neatly behind her shoulders, gently tied with a delicate silver hairband.

Against the backdrop of those deep lake-blue eyes, the person in the mirror looked both mysterious and calm like a wizard, but also elegant and calm like an aristocrat.

This is Ronan's unique glory.

"Nice cut, Venetia."

"Thanks."

Ronan brushed away a strand of hair from his shoulders and said softly.