From the Dungeon, Slaughter the Demon Apostle Chapter 352

"Brother Lingfei, I beg you, just teach me."

On this day, Ling Fei was once again blocked at the door of the room by this aggressive young man, which made him a little helpless. To be honest, he is really not the type of person who is good at persuasion and education. For him, hands are better than words Easier to solve problems.

Momo was covering her mouth and snickering, Lingfei rarely showed an embarrassing expression, kneading his brows helplessly and said:

"Does your mother agree with you to study?"

When Jim heard that there was a door, he immediately nodded like a chicken pecking rice and said:

"Brother Lingfei, don't worry, my mother wanted me to learn kung fu a long time ago, if our family didn't have money..."

"Ahem...well, don't pretend to be pitiful, Momo must have taught you."

Lingfei glared at Momo unhappily. He knew that Jim was a very honest kid, and he couldn't think of such a trick at all.

Jim scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, feeling his face was hot, but what he said was true, and it wasn't a lie, it was just making the situation worse.

Yes, just like what Momo said, it's just a little more realistic, so simple Jim thought.

"I accept apprentices very strictly, only if they meet my requirements."

Ling Fei decided to let him quit.

Jim replied seriously:

"No matter how severe the test is, I can overcome it. Brother Lingfei, please test me."

Without even thinking about it, Ling Fei said casually:

"I have to complete 200 push-ups every day, and I have to insist on walking with weights every day."

Burning flames ignited in the boy's eyes, and he nodded seriously.

For three days in a row, Jim never bothered Ling Fei again, and Ling Fei forgot about this trivial matter.

It is said that under normal circumstances, the journey in the Midwest usually takes half a month, but this time, the trip has gone through more than ten days of storms, so according to the estimates of other passengers, this time it will take at least 22 days.

Ling Fei did the math, today is already the nineteenth day, and there are only three days before reaching the destination, his plan is about to be implemented, and his goal is getting closer and closer.

A golden light flashed in Ling Fei's eyes, and his hands tightened unconsciously, and subconsciously, a ghostly and magical power overflowed from his body and slowly flowed into his hands.

This is the result of his recent practice. Although he can't completely control the operation of the magic power, and even sometimes, the magic power will be released automatically when his mood fluctuates, but he can release it freely after all.

"Aww..."

A painful roar sounded, and Ling Fei was startled, and immediately realized that his magic power might be used unconsciously again, and it wouldn't hurt the little beast. He looked down, but was stunned.

Sanwei Xue's face looked very painful, his body exuded a faint white light, but the purple magic power in his hand was slowly being absorbed by it, and the white light was slowly rendered into purple-black by the purple magic power.

Sanweixue is the name he gave to the white liger, while the black liger is called Black Moon.

Sanwei Yuki was devouring his demon power! ?

Lingfei's heart was overwhelmed, what's going on? After being shocked, he tried to use the magic power on his body, and a tiny ray of magic power flowed to the other hand.

Hei Yue's body was immediately enveloped by a black light. When the purple magic power slowly flowed towards Hei Yue like a stream, the black light immediately wrapped up the magic power and swallowed it slowly, and Hei Yue also let out an intimate cry. Moaning, with a look of enjoyment on his face.

Sure enough, no matter it is Sanwei Xue or Hei Yue, they can absorb magic power independently, but they will give different reactions according to the strength of the magic power output. Sanwei Xue has used magic power subconsciously, and the magic power output is too much As for the pain, Hei Yue's side is just right.

After the verification was passed, Ling Feifu felt in his heart that a wonderful method of exercising the control of magic power gradually took shape in his mind.

But before that, he still needs to confirm one thing, that is, whether these magical powers will harm Sanwei Xue and Hei Yue. After a day of careful observation, San Wei Xue's state is a bit sluggish, but Hei Yue is just the opposite, much more lively , and became more intimate with Lingfei.

Shaking his head, Ling Fei still decided to put this plan on hold for the time being, and began to think about the plan after disembarking.

Ling Fei and Momo, one is the inheritor of the ancient royal family of the aborigines, and the other is the enemy who traveled through another dimension. With their sensitive identities, in the territory directly controlled by the apostles, no matter which one reveals their identity, they will not die on the street. They will definitely be secretly arrested and then tortured. It is not difficult to imagine how miserable the end will be.

In order to keep this secret and avoid unnecessary troubles, the only way is to try to avoid too close contact with any forces.

This has already restricted him from joining any forces or joining the mercenary group. The only option is to be a personal mercenary of the mercenary union. Fortunately, he is strong enough to do the job.

As a mercenary fighting alone, the biggest reliance is his own weapon, so Ling Fei plans to forge a handy weapon for himself after becoming a mercenary.

Speaking of weapons, this is Ling Fei's biggest shortcoming. As a ghost swordsman ~www.mtlnovel.com~, he doesn't have a sword in his hand, how can he be called a swordsman? This seriously affects his ability to display.

Speaking of which, Ling Fei's memory has already been recovered. Although his Black Lord's greatsword is gone, he still has a Phantom Blade in his belt storage. Originally, this was his best choice.

However, no matter how he called, his belt storage bag could not be opened. Later, Momo told him that it might be because the rules of each space were different, so his storage bag was restricted and lost its function.

And after he entered the Hope Plain, although the three lightsabers he obtained were lost during the battle with the Zerg King and the Zerg Swarm, they were finally recovered with the help of No. 7, and the entire Zerg King's The corpses were also collected. For Ling Fei, the crystal carapace of the insect king was a rare material.

Needless to say, the attack power of these three lightsabers is also very convenient to carry and hide. Even though they are all one-handed swords, Ling Fei is still very satisfied.

But what made him speechless was that when he was comprehending the skills of ghosts and gods in the battle with the insect king, Ling Fei suddenly discovered that all the sword skills of the ghost swordsman needed the assistance of magic power. To put it simply, a ghost swordsman is actually a magic swordsman.

What makes him depressed is that the attributes of the lightsaber are completely insulated from his magic power, which means that the lightsaber does not have the basic conditions to become a ghost swordsman weapon. Although he can still use it, in the long run Whether it is the control of his magic power, the comprehension of sword skills, or even the training of sword intent, there is no benefit, and the Aurora Sword is naturally ruled out by him. The two also made him miss his Heavenly Spine Prison Breath and Slaughter Blade even more. With the connection, he could find them, but it was obviously still far away, and now he needed a handy weapon.

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