Chapter 2014    2013 Dragon Slaying Boy vs. The Last Dragon (10)

Chen Zhaomu tried to chant a spell, but found that it was at his mouth, but he couldn't recite a word.

He looked at the girl who was pulling him up in panic. The latter looked for granted, but he felt extremely panic.

It was so easy that she had ruined what he had learned for ten years.

——Ding, the favorability of the target person -10, the current favorability of the target person -10, Gong...Ph, unfortunately, I informed the host that you have changed from a zero duck egg to a negative man.

The system hasn't encountered this situation in a long time, and the starting number of favorability is zero, but it becomes negative after the host comes.

It's really good, I'll take it off now.

It has been waiting for this day, but it has been a long time!

Sorry, it's really not a thing.

Chen Zhaomu will naturally have negative emotions towards Chi Yan. Let me ask, who has been learning martial arts for ten years and suddenly came out halfway to teach your master. He was useless in one move, and he had no explanation, and he could still feel gratefully?

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, this is the look," Chi Yan laughed instead of anger, and she was confident when she lost her favor. "Remember this anger, no matter how powerful the enemy is, you must maintain this tenacity."

Chi Yan reached out and wiped away the cold sweat from his forehead. Her movements were gentle but her expression was cruel and cold.

"Because next, you will face the most cruel tempering."

Her eyes were so beautiful, but in these rubies, the embarrassing and weak figure of herself was reflected. For a moment, Chen Zhaomu wanted to cover her eyes.

Tell her not to see what she is now.

He was angry at the moment when he lost all his abilities, but now he calmed down.

If you don’t destroy or establish, you won’t have any useless skills, it’s better not to do it.

From now on, he has only learned the most powerful magic.

Chen Zhaomu learned too many things, including low-level magic taught by his unreliable teachers, and some of the ones he learned secretly and unformed, as well as the half-baked master of the male protagonist Alvin.

This is called him, who had a very high understanding and good roots and bones, and became a bottle full of waste. If he didn't throw this waste out, how could she put her pure treasure in it?

"Do you want to learn the art of change?

Come, read with me—”

She pulled her hand in the air, took out her cloak, spread it on the ground, and sat in front of him, matting the cloak.

Then his fingers changed and he taught him the spell with his mind.

She only did it once, but Chen Zhaomu still remembered her gestures and the difficult spells.

And, it was copied perfectly.

"Close your eyes, focus, and imagine the person or thing you want to become."

Chi Yan opened her eyes, and she was lazy, with a smile on the corner of her lips, but her thoughts were filled with hypnotic temptation. Chen Zhaomu Anxin followed her words, closed her eyes, focused her attention, and chanted the spell and formed a handprint, imagining what he was going to turn into.

After a while, with a "bang", the sound of smoke blew up, and Alvin appeared in front of him.

Chi Yan raised her eyebrows. It seems that what this child wants to become the most is his old enemy, the male protagonist in this plane.

The halo of the hero seems to make children envious.

"It's not as handsome as you."

Chi Yan commented lightly.

To be honest, Alvin is the pure Western noble young master with tall figure, short golden curly hair and blue eyes, deep eye sockets, high nose bridge, thin lips, clear edges and perfect jawline.

Compared with this, Chen Zhaomu looks too gentle and delicate, and even has a bit of a petty and background style because he is not outstanding.

He is too thin and always has gloomy eyebrows, making people unable to feel the sunshine and vitality.

But as long as Chen Zhaomu's face changes, no matter how much it changes, it will not be crippled.

Chi Yan is still very confident in her aesthetic aesthetic of choosing a man. If a prodigal businessman does not rely on this face, he will not be able to chase him if he has a mouth that is destined to have no wife.

After Chi Yan's words fell, Chen Zhaomu, who was recognized as the most popular face in the Magic Academy, could not calm down his heart's beating for a long time with Alvin's picture.

This is the first time that someone has compared him with Alvin and is so firmly aware of him.

She said he was more handsome than Alvin.

Nancy is a rare girl in the academy who is not so mean or obsessed with his illusion, but she will also compare him with Alvin from time to time.

He heard too much, and she said, "You are also very good, but I still like Alvin", "If you can have the same talent as Alvin, you will definitely be very outstanding", "Come on, you are not bad, and there are still many schoolgirls who like you."

Even if it is a compliment, it brings some affirmation that means alms, who would rather it be?

So Nancy may not have known it all the time. He hated her more than Alvin.

The straightforward and beautiful girl of heaven.

——Ding, target favorability 1, current favorability 9, congratulations... Oh, this is a fuck, I can't help but swear, why is this kid so stingy at such a young age!

The system was once again unable to be solved by the favorability of the small fragments, and the "congratulations" it said to the mouth was once again unable to say the completeness.

Chi Yan is not surprised at all.

I only affirmed how much trouble it can bring to this young man who is mature, sophisticated and sleek, and has a desolate heart?

It's just that I got a candy, so I only gave it back a little.

"continue."

Chi Yan stared at Chen Zhaomu like this, asking him to use the transformation technique he had just learned to change what he wanted.

What she taught is actually a bit different from Western magic. Specifically, her transformation lasts longer.

The low-level magic that Chen Zhaomu learned can last for a few minutes or at most for a few hours, but as long as he practices diligently and concentrates his mind, he can last for a long time.

After all, she is a dragon clan with great combat power in both myths and Western Fantasy World stories.

Chen Zhaomu was indeed diligent, and Chi Yan asked him to practice, but he just practiced until dark.

She was lying in the flowers beside her and fell asleep, and he was still working tirelessly.

It was not until his stomach was hungry that Venus began to appear in front of him, and new and old injuries were piled up on his body, that Chen Zhaomu suddenly looked at the dark sky.

The night in the swamp of desire was darker and more depressing than outside. He even smelled the rotten stinking and the sound of ghosts and howlings from the wind.

He suddenly had a sharp ear and looked at the grass behind his right, and saw a few pairs of green eyes staring at him.

It's a wolf!

Chen Zhaomu stood up from his cloak with his hands and feet. Because of hunger, fatigue and pain, his eyes turned black when he got up and almost fell back.

But he forced himself to hold on, reached out and picked up the cloak on the ground, shook the dust, and hugged it in his arms.

Search for Chi Yan's figure everywhere.

Not here.

A trace of truth flashed in his eyes, but there was still a little bit of loneliness in his heart.

Sure enough, there is no false good thing in this world that falls from the sky.

But there will be inexplicable malice.

For example, in front of me, a few wolf that I wish I could eat him.

Perhaps he smelled the bloody smell on his body, the wolves dug a few digs of soil on the ground and then rushed out.

Chen Zhaomu, who only transformed, thought he was about to die of a wolf's mouth, and there was a slightly cool breeze behind him, bringing a faint fragrance of flowers.

The next moment, he was held with his neck and his body was carried to the treetops.

Chi Yan had just woken up, her face was light pink and her red eyes were shining with dazzling light like gems even in the dark.

She chuckled, almost in his arms.

But Chen Zhaomu would not blush at this, because when he saw the girl sitting in his arms with a peach blossom face, his fingers rising and falling gently, the wolf was bound by the vines.

Wrapped, tightened, and howled.

Chi Yan blinked, "Do you want to kill?"

Her face is so tender and beautiful, and her eyes are so clean. Her words are like the cruelty of being a king who looks down on life and death.

It was clearly a loli's voice, but there was such a strong contrast.
Chapter completed!