Black Wizard Zhu Peng

It is not so easy to directly destroy the basic physique that has been cultivated for more than 20 years. After spitting out the qi from the body with a mouthful of blood, Zhu Peng quickly relieved a lot. At this time, his mind was slightly swollen and dizzy, but his mental consciousness became clearer and sharper.

Although he clearly knew that what he should do most at this time is to quickly stand up and exercise his fists and feet, soothe vitality and blood, warm up the body, and make up for the loss of the previous backlash to the minimum, but after hesitating for a while, Zhu Peng finally grabbed it again. I took the rune pen beside my hand.

The path of the wizard and the inheritance of Chinese martial arts sometimes really conflict with each other. The strong negative emotions that continue to spread and radiate the whole body are constantly wearing Zhu Peng's body like toxins. However, this is very good from the perspective of the dark wizard. The state, mental power, and magic power were all abnormally active. It can even be said that because of Zhu Peng's physical and qi and blood weakness, they became more and more excited and active.

Yin is prosperous and yang is declining, yang is declining, and yin and physique are both yin and yang. Taoists call it "life" and I want to stay in the middle of the wheel, suppress balance, and not overthrow... This kind of light flashes naturally in my mind. At the same time, Zhu Peng continued to write, using Han Xueyi’s soul and nameless bone fingers to melt ink, and he realized that the huge black iceberg in the world melted, spreading a huge amount of negative emotions as a traction. The golden card just now can only be regarded as a practice. . This time, Zhu Peng invested all the power that the fate card had accumulated so far.

...Darkness breeds in the small room, and the power of pain and torment gushes out, turning the world into the abyssal world of the lower plane. The little spiders in the dark corners all crawled out. They greedily sucked the diffused breath, their bodies grew rapidly and became stronger, and then burst into a green poisonous paste...

"Sir? Are you inside? I heard your phone ring inside."

After knocking on the door of the room, Zhu Yin, who couldn't find Zhu Peng everywhere in two days, was really anxious. Finally, she took out a heavy javelin from the weapon placed on the side of the room, and chose to forcibly break into the door, but the next moment experimented The gray-green poisonous gas in the room forced her out. It was a breath that spread like a strong acid. Just inhaling it made Zhu Yin unable to breathe.

Coughing violently, waving her hands, ran to the side and opened the window of the room. After a long while, the breath was almost dispersed. Zhu Yin rushed into the laboratory again, and this time, she saw a man in the corner of the room Stand up slowly by supporting the wall.

His face was almost as pale as a dead person, and his eyes were bloodshot like hot coals due to extreme energy consumption and days of restlessness. In just two days, this originally strong and well-proportioned man was actually violent. As if he had lost half of his weight, the large but decent black robe seemed a bit wavy when worn by Zhu Peng at this time.

Looking at Zhu Yin, the black robe wizard slowly put away a dark golden pattern on which a luxurious birdcage card with pure gold and runes painted on it, and put almost everything in his hand to make the dark gold medal." "The Cage of Despair" is not any of the combat, tactics, and strategy that Zhu Peng had before, but a very special background card. To say that it is powerful, it is outrageous, to say that it is weak, and it is a weak exaggeration.

"Fate is really interesting."

With a low and hoarse voice, Zhu Peng walked towards the door staggeringly. Seeing the man's astonishing weakness, Zhu Yin stepped forward to try to help, but he waved away casually.

"My body is now full of rot like high-concentration sulfuric acid. You can't stand it if you get too close."

"Sir, you stayed in the laboratory for the two days you disappeared? How did you make yourself like this, and how did you stay in this environment for two days and one night?" Looking at the mess in the room, everywhere. It was stains and cobwebs, a laboratory like a haunted house for a hundred years, and Zhu Yin asked her nose and mouth.

At this time, the whole room was full of acid and sulfur-like aura. It is estimated that most people would pass out directly after staying in it for an hour, and maybe hang up directly after staying for a day and a half, and Zhu Peng stayed in this extreme environment. Two days and one night, in Zhu Yin's eyes, it was unimaginable. He just felt that this guy in front of him was not a cockroach, otherwise how could he have such exaggerated vitality?

"The closer I am to the limit, the more I can realize the true meaning of life... As for why I can stay here for two days, it is because I understand the thorns and pains of the self-masochistic martial arts... the body is suffering, but the spirit On the contrary, he is with God.” In such words, Zhu Peng slapped his fingers lightly, and a light white flame ignited on his index finger. The light it radiated would instantly fill the darkness, despair, and sins in the entire room. Repulsion and suppression with the breath of torture: Bright fighting spirit, God Armed with Thorns.

(Those Christians on the earth really have a hand, worthy of being the No.1 religion in the 21st century, a hundred-legged insect, although it is not dead.)

Closing the door of the laboratory, Zhu Yin poured a cup of hot water for Zhu Peng. The weak black robe wizard sat on a chair and drank half a cup slowly. His pale and terrifying face gradually improved.

Under this extreme state, realize the weakness of one's own existence, and then slowly cultivate and recover. This is also a kind of martial arts practice. In ancient times, there was the profession of "ascetic monk", who used physical pain to obtain spiritual satisfaction. Zhu It's okay for Peng to try hard occasionally for diligence, but it's unbearable for him to do it often. The human body is subtle and mysterious. Blindly nourishing and squeezing are not the right way to move forward. The yin and yang of Taoism and the golden mean of Confucianism are the correct guidance on the path of cultivation.

Just after drinking half a glass of water, Zhu Peng suddenly frowned and looked out of the door. His body was extremely weak, but his spirit was extremely strong, he felt a certain maliciousness and disharmony outside the door.

"Who is outside? And, Zhu Yin, why are you looking for me in such a hurry?"

"Ah... uh... this..."

"Don't hesitate, talk about something, face difficulties, and look directly at it is better than an ostrich mentality." Zhu Peng said slowly with a sip of water.

"Outside the door is Captain Flindahl and the others... they... they said..."

Shaking his head, Zhu Peng directly stood up and walked towards the door. Then, in the bitter color of Zhu Yin's face, he opened the door of the room with a click. Outside stood Flindal, the head of the mad wolf mercenary group, and his The old men, there are also some young soldiers from the Corps watching around.

However, these people seemed to be just waiting here, and did not expect the door to open from the inside out.

"...Zhu Peng, it turns out you were inside, and your little assistant said that you can't be found anywhere."

"I did a small experiment, and for a while, I forgot the time. I didn't know in advance that the head of the group would come to me, it was rude." The bloodshot eyes swept over everyone present, probably because of excessive exhaustion. But lacking a bit of anger, looking deadly and full of murderous aura.

Sweeping Zhu Peng’s gaze, everyone present was a little confused. Whether it was the man’s combat power or the horror of the wizard professional, these had penetrated into the hearts of the mercenaries present, even the fierce Flindal, When I saw Zhu Peng at this moment, I felt a little stunned. However, the old guy turned his eyes and said with great momentum: "Well, there is something trivial to talk to you, I'll go in and talk to you. You are all waiting outside, don't disturb us."

He turned around and warned for a while, and then Flindal, who had come from unknown, entered the room with Zhu Peng. At least at this moment, the strong man with the face of the Chinese character behaved like a leader of a group.

...Flindal's tactics...

As soon as he entered the room, the door snapped shut.

With a plop, the strong man with the Chinese character face suddenly knelt in front of Zhu Peng. This scene made Zhu Peng also startled. Hua Xia senior advocated the obsessional instinct of Han people for thousands of years, so he hurried to the side. Gives a step, avoiding the direction the opponent is kneeling.

"No, you have something to say, what are you doing?"

"Mr. Zhu, you are a wizard, you are an uncle, and your methods and abilities are in my eyes these days, but you have to face Mr. Anni. Our mad wolf mercenary group is sandwiched between you. Get up.” Flindal wailed to Zhu Peng with a sad face, and knelt a few steps as if he was about to come and hug Zhu Peng's thigh, but Zhu Peng stepped back and avoided him.

"That has nothing to do with you. Get up quickly and talk about it. How long does it look like in a group?" Zhu Peng said as he insisted on helping Flindal up, but at this moment He was physically weak, and Flindahl was a strong side fighter with a considerable level, so Zhu Peng could not help him up for a while.

At this moment, Flindahl saw Zhu Yin behind Zhu Peng. At this moment, the little girl covered her mouth with her hand and looked at the unbelievable face of the uncle who was kneeling there.

Frindal blushed, but he just knelt there, just incapable.

"If you don't agree with me, I won't get up."

"What's the matter, say."

"Our mad wolf mercenary group is a small group, can't afford to support..."

"Understood, you give me half a day to pack things, and I will leave the crazy wolf mercenary group in the afternoon. Xiaoyin, go and go through the formalities." After a promise, Zhu Peng successfully helped Flindal from the ground.

The survivors of the earth in the 21st century still find it difficult to adapt to the kneeling ceremony of others even in the age of wizards. At this moment, Zhu Peng finally understands why the beggars in the 21st century are the invisible wealthy industry, and they have been passed on from the Han Dynasty. In the new century, it is indeed not without reason.

At 2:30 in the afternoon, two young men and women carrying gift boxes were standing outside the gate of the Crazy Wolf Mercenary Group, looking at the giant wolf group emblem that roared up to the sky, and they were speechless for a while.

"How does Captain Flindahl look the same as the former and the latter... I have always admired him." Zhu Yin muttered, looking at the majestic emblem, only feeling extremely ironic.

"This is that he is clearly not strong, but he can manage the mad wolf mercenary group as better as possible, and can afford it. UU reading www.uukanshu.com can put it down. It is difficult for such a person to become an elite in a certain field. , But in the middle and lower classes of society are often mixed... He is so stubborn, but he can marry a beautiful woman like Dina's mother. It's enviable that he will be a winner." , Zhu Peng turned around with the heavy gift box in his hand, and Zhu Yin also trot after carrying some things.

"How do you know that Dina's mother is very beautiful, you haven't seen it."

"Flindal looks like that, isn't Dina following her mother? Is it possible that it is a genetic mutation..."

"It might be because of the old king next door..."

"..."

At the same time, in front of the windowsill on the second floor of the mercenary group, a girl with black hair and long hair with blue eyes watched the pair of young men and women leave. She looked calm, but the palm of her hand was getting tighter and tighter.

"Sister, if you feel uncomfortable, just cry out. It's too much to cry out." Sister looked at his old sister with some worry. As a playboy, he knew very well that the more arrogant a girl was like her. The more unable to bear the blow.

"Uncomfortable, why am I uncomfortable? Teres has activated the blood of the ancestors belonging to the ancient cyclops, and its combat power and potential have been increased by nearly ten times compared with the original. Two months later, the recruitment of Kadias Academy in Wizard City, I almost have the certainty that it will happen... For my path as a spellcaster, the long years have only just begun today." Turning around abruptly, with long black hair dancing, Dinadal's eyes at this moment Sharp as a knife, and within the scroll in her hand, the fierce roar of the giant beast faintly came.

The story has just begun. The battle between powerful spellcasters is always long and lasting... Zhu Peng, you wait for me.

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