The Villain Only Wants To Live a Buddhist Life

Due to the shallowness of his knowledge, Duck has not been able to give his own opinions on the study of frescoes. But Emma's research has undoubtedly revived his interest in frescoes. However, there are differences, and the cart cannot be put upside down. Under the current circumstances, the study of "magic language" is the top priority, and the study of murals can be carried out as a subject of partial interest. When he mentioned this - point. Emma said seriously: "Of course, study is the main axis, research is just interest, I will not care about one or the other. Then, she returned to her seat with a happy face.

Duck looked at the "Golden King and the Secret Treasure" that Emma had left behind, and had a headache. He also - this "Merlin Biography" has only read the beginning. I want to read more and more books, but less and less time. He left the library with the book in his arms, preparing for tonight's bedtime reading, which was supposed to be "The Golden King and the Secret Treasure". The Hong lounge in the House of Nobility was still lively. Classes start on Monday, but the students always play late on Sunday nights. He sat next to Diana and Rose for a while, rubbed a toffee, and then went upstairs. But when he was about to open the lock, Duck suddenly stopped his hand. He seemed to hear a sound inside the door? St. Mary's dormitory as a whole has sound insulation measures, and general movements will not be transmitted outside the door. In other words, there must be an unusual movement coming out of the door! Dak frowned, and his fingers subconsciously penetrated into the card bag. But he thought about it again, just clamped the magic card between his two fingers. without calling. "Crack!

There was a gap in the door, and the sound of the door slammed into the ear. It was extremely noisy, like -- the sound of a bunch of cats and dogs barking frantically. Dak's brows were slightly relieved, and then he frowned even more tightly. He quickly squeezed into the door and locked the door, so that the noisy sound would not affect the rest of the other students.

The lights in the room are on. Snow-white lights illuminate every corner of the dormitory. Whether it is on the table, on the chair, on the cabinet, on the shelf, it is full of all kinds of animals. Duck wasn't too surprised. He kicked the fat lion that was blocking the entrance, and the big cat was willing to move a little lazily to the side to make way for him - a barely passable path. But there were still two giants fighting on the road ahead, and a few monkeys were booing and patting their butts. The big-billed orange parrot was flying around in the air, feathers falling everywhere, and on the bird stand above the head, there were two winged birds performing double flight. The snake and the mongoose are intertwined, and the mongoose's scream pierces the eardrum. A white tiger is lying on the top of the closet, with rounded eyes and full of excitement. Cats and dogs are joking like idiots.

Duck covered his forehead involuntarily. He had nothing to do with this group of magic wizards from the beginning. If the Psychic Mage Red is the founder of Psychic Summoning, then "Sage of the Beast" Claire must be the master of contemporary Psychic Summoning. The intelligence level of this group of magic wizards must be above 3.0. As the saying goes, "the ignorant are fearless", when Duck didn't know anything in the past, he didn't think it was great. But now when I see this scene again, I will sincerely sigh, "The Sage of the Beast" is worthy of the name of the sage. He passed through the group of magic wizards who couldn't cook, roast, fry or fry, and came to the balcony of his bedroom. The only balcony in the entire bedroom is a clean place. Claire Kate was leaning on Dak's exclusive chaise longue, the active cat grass curled up on her lap, and the cow grass was sleeping peacefully at her feet. The soft moonlight shone through the glass window of the balcony, illuminating her Half of his face, showing a tired look.

For Claire, who likes to travel around the world, being able to get to St. Mary's in such a short time is obviously a lot of effort. There is no need to mention the suffering of traveling and driving. She just existed here quietly, which made the surrounding atmosphere soft and cottony, and the noise behind her seemed to disappear. Duck stood at the balcony door for a long time. Young and ignorant, no worries, no pain, no boredom. In the past, he didn't know what Claire had experienced, and he also didn't understand why such a quiet person could get such a strong alcohol addiction. The essence of spiritual summoning was the bond between man and magic wizard. The behavior pattern of the magic wizard is the embodiment of its deep soul. She is quiet on the outside, but violent on the inside. Think carefully.

Yallweite was her only friend left after the war. Duck silently sucked the memories in his head. Claire in 2 Z seems to always be sitting on the edge of the bed in the dead of night, wiping things that can't be wiped off - an old photo.

How many people are there in that photo? Is one, two, three, five or six?

Claire seemed to feel a chill, and sniffed slightly. From the chest to the abdomen, there was a slight ups and downs. Duck sighed, turned to open the closet, and took out the thick blanket of the bed. + It's almost winter in January, and the weather turns cold. If you sleep like this until dawn, it will be hard to avoid the cold. He opened the door of the balcony, walked over lightly, picked up the cat grass, and carefully spread the blanket over her. "Meow 0 woo~" Cat Maocao called softly. Dark touched its head and hid it in the folds of the blanket.

After returning to the bedroom, Dak raised his eyes to look at the still noisy magic wizards, and summoned the little evil beasts. After using [Pride I], the little devil has acquired the second skill. →[Nirvana: Devil Hypnosis]→[Devil Cliff Sleep fires a hypnotic wave that hypnotizes the enemy from his eyes. The bedroom finally fell silent. Duck entered the bathroom and pulled out the small animals hidden in it, before soaking himself in the bathtub and squinting for a while. When he walked out of the bathroom, his body was still steaming. The little evil beast had already warmed the bed.

He simply got into it, picked up the "Golden King and the Secret Treasure" and read it. The novels of this era are still mainly serialized in magazines, and if the response is good, a single edition will be published. Because of the mode limitation, long novels are not popular, generally there are more short and medium stories.

"The Golden King and the Secret Treasure" as a novella has a very compact plot. The protagonists, Joshua and surviving

The coming gold diggers] went on a deep expedition to find the treasure of the Gold King. The entire Golden City was split into several layers due to the changes behind the ground. The tomb of the Golden King is also difficult to find. The movement caused by their actions awakened the gold guards in the Golden City, and several unlucky gold diggers were slashed in half. The blood from the corpse was instantly sucked dry by the ground. The Golden City is like a giant beast that has been thirsty for a long time and finally met the person who came to deliver water, constantly devouring one life after another.

Dark gradually fell asleep and had a bad dream.

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