Remember in one second to provide you with wonderful novels to read. "What did you just say?" Feng Jian Youxiang gently held her hand and fell from Lu Yuan's arms.
She frowned and subconsciously tapped her forehead with her fingers, obviously not yet completely out of the illusion. To be honest, the ritual in the dream of wearing white clothes and walking around with Lu Yuan was really interesting... Youxiang quietly raised her left hand in front of her, and was happy but disappointed to find that her fingers were wet It's clean, and there's really no finger... No, it's a ring - damn, that's a beautiful big diamond... Why do you have to wake me up just when you're about to put it on!
Feng Jian Youxiang stood up straight, with a bright and resentful smile on her face. "You seemed to be saying just now...you fell in love with Yakumo Murasaki?!"
"No, no! You...you heard it completely wrong..." He saw Feng Jian Youxiang smiling and staring at him, like a giant beast staring at a piece of meat and bones. Suddenly, a small amount of sweat began to form on Lu Yuan's forehead, his heartbeat accelerated involuntarily, and his fingers subconsciously rubbed uneasily... All of this was clearly observed by Feng Jian Youxiang's eyes. "What I'm saying is...I hurt Yakumo Purple." Lu Yuan's tone changed instantly. He stared into Kazami Yuxiang's eyes, seriously and solemnly, as if stating an indisputable fact.
"It's a traumatic injury."
"On the bed?" Youxiang smiled charmingly, but followed closely.
"I feel really sad for your art teacher..." Lu Yuan complained softly. He turned his head and looked behind him - here was Kratos with a distorted face and running towards him. In front of the two people, there was a surging cloud that covered half of the sky, and there was a nasty guy hidden inside. Surrounded by two sides, and Feng Jian Youxiang had awakened, Lu Yuan had no reason to continue evading the battle.
"The war is about to begin, Youxiang. If you insist on knowing the answer before the end of this battle, I can tell you." Lu Yuan said, "Yakumo Purple and I are indeed..."
"Ha!" Feng Jian Youxiang laughed softly and stopped him from continuing. "If you say Fujiwara Meihong, I will believe it. Because that little turkey is willing to do anything for you - but Yakumo Murasaki? Ha!" Youxiang shook her head in disbelief and said decisively. "That is impossible!"
"You don't know how deep the relationship between Yakumo Murasaki and Hakurei's mother is. And they... they often do... that kind of thing, so she is the least likely." Kazami Yuka categorically denied. Lao Lu was stunned, why is Yakumo Purple so trustworthy? ! We obviously have to line up numbers 1,35,246, right?
And "that kind of thing"...you're talking about wrestling, right? Why are you blushing when talking about wrestling... Could it be that Grandma Hakurei has already used the power of Hakurei in the Great Barrier? Has the concept of human ethics of all creatures in Gensokyo been completely distorted? ! I knew that Grandma Boli was not simple, because she had a deep dark belly...
Lu Yuan tilted his neck, looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, and burst into tears. Although you should be happy to be denied, but... why do you feel so sad in your heart (being fucked)? The two people continued to talk. No one seemed to care about the two powerful opponents who had already rushed to a stone's throw away.
"Besides, you are a bastard!" Feng Jian Youxiang laughed and cursed, and before Lu Yuan could react, he punched Lu Yuan on the chin beautifully! "The best martial arts in the world is Shenglong." Lu Yuan was sent flying high by this punch, and even flew up into the clouds.
Youxiang turned around, clenched her fists, and shot towards Kratos like an arrow from a string. "It's time to switch opponents!"
*****
"Ding-ding-dong, ding-ding-dong." Sometimes sparse and sometimes dense, it's like rain hitting plantains.
There was a chorus of pots and pans at their feet. Yakumo Murasaki and Kratos were like a hammer versus a pair of swords. The head-to-head confrontation without giving in to each other turned into a fierce fight in an instant!
Lu Yuan had only stood on the cloud for three to five minutes, and the world under his feet had turned into a hell on earth - the earth collapsed, volcanoes erupted, magma burst out, hurricanes raged... It was as if Gonggong and Zhu Rong were having a party under their feet. Fortunately, we didn't let these two people start a war in the main world, otherwise when they finish fighting... the world can be reset directly.
"Come out, 12345!" Lu Yuan rubbed his chin and adjusted himself to the best condition. Then he floated above the clouds with his left stick and right sword, shouting loudly towards the dense stratus clouds. "Let me see the power of the Supreme Mage."
After finishing speaking, Lu Yuan raised the Eternal Staff and released his magic power in the direction of the sea of clouds. In an instant, the endless sea of clouds retreated like a tide.
"Sorry. I'm afraid I've disappointed you, little friend." An old voice replied, which sounded from hundreds of kilometers away, but clearly reached Lu Yuan's ears. "I think my old friend Elminster is not here." followed the voice. An old man wearing a gorgeous blue robe studded with stars, holding an old wooden staff in his hand, walked out of the clouds with some staggering steps. Although his pace was slow, he covered hundreds of kilometers in just a few steps and stood in front of Lu Yuan.
"Who are you?" Lu Yuan looked at the old magician in front of him with some confusion. There are no funny red robes and pointed hats, and there is no logically confusing speech like a madman. Obviously this person is not 12345. This old man looks like he has the standard "I'm a great surgeon" look. It was obviously impossible for Lu Yuan to know all the magicians. He carefully compared the people in front of him with those famous magicians who were legendary.
"Mordenkainen? Or Isaac?" Lu Yuan thought of the Big Slap series of magic he had stolen, and said with a guilty conscience, "It can't be Bigbye?"
The old man didn't speak. He stretched out his left hand without the staff and raised his index finger - at the tip of his finger, a small ball of blue sparks bloomed...
"I really didn't expect it to be you," Lu Yuan smiled, a bit contemptuously, after guessing the person's identity. The old mage opposite sighed silently, as if to say, "I knew once I said the name, this would be the result"...
Lu Yuan is a mage trained under traditional magic education. To a certain extent, he is a very traditional person. In the world of Baldur's Gate, the magical concepts he absorbed before awakening still affect his behavior all the time, everywhere. Among them is a very important one - mages do not need gods, because every magician is his own god.
Even Mystra, the goddess of magic, is one of the most powerful gods and controls magic and the Weave. In the eyes of mages, most believe that Mystra is the possessor of magical knowledge and the manager of the magic network. She is worthy of respect from mages but definitely not worship! We all know that a certain awesome mage (Karsus) once tried to snatch the power of Mystra... This is the consequence of a lack of reverence for God... The mage thinks that God is just a more powerful mage, The divine power and authority in them are like the king's crown and scepter, they are things that can be snatched away.
But these unruly guys like mages have a nominal god! A guy who claims that he can sit on their heads and have the authority to manage them all - how can this be tolerated? Not to mention that this guy was still a member of the mage back then, and even his enemies were still alive and well! Even as a mortal, a mage could not overwhelm all his peers.
What's so arrogant about a guy who eventually became a god by working as a secretary and guest for Mystra? ! (Of course there is a discrepancy between the facts and the magic education Master Lu received. It’s just a textbook.
Moreover, this guy who became a god from a preaching mage also has other nicknames including "Supreme One" (die once!), "God of Mages" (die twice!!), and "Lord of Spells" (die countless times! !!And all the arrogant titles, in fact, he is just the god and husband of the goddess of magic Mystra - as long as they hear his name, most mages will immediately start to feel unhappy for no reason!
Because he tried to squat on everyone's head and give orders, and even more because he could go to Mystra openly!
The same goes for Lu Yuan, of course because of the former... and Youxiang was tricked by that guy just now.
"Azus," Lu Yuan called out the name of the mage god without any awe. "I really didn't expect that my opponent in the third game would be you - you sneaked out like this, does your wife know?!"
Immediately, a huge force field slap emerged from the void, and it was slapped towards the God of Mage unceremoniously! (To be continued.).
