Frost Wings

"The Tower of Eight Leaves! The Eight Leaves Missionary Society!" Jonker shouted anxiously: "Only them! Antas, no! The main material world! No! All the high-level and low-level planes connected to the entire main material world, only They follow the principle of 'absolute equality' and will never discriminate against any seekers who come to the door! As long as you can pass their test!"

"High-level and low-level planes? Stupid humans! Do you want me to go to the outside world to find this organization?" Bai Long's eyes narrowed, revealing a look that could scare Jonker.

He believes that this timid guy has been successfully trained to be his twitching M. He only needs to scare and frighten, and he will tell the truth.

"No! No no no no! Just look for a naturally growing **** with eight leaves at the border of summer and autumn, call out the spell when the first drop of morning dew appears on the petals, and then the test question is It will appear, as long as you can pass, you will be summoned to the Eight Leaf Tower! Those who are recognized by the Eight Leaf Tower! Will definitely become the top spell caster!"

"Huh? Humans, what are the requirements for joining this Eight-Leaf Tower?" Bai Long squinted again, he intuitively felt that this Eight-Leaf Tower was not simple.

After interrogating Jonker for a long time, he took out a lot of information from the wizard's mouth, and Baihe finally confirmed that the world he had passed through was very different from dndol, and had some similarities, such as creatures and occupations, but the whole map was different. Unrecognizable, such as the many mage organizations that Jonker said, he has never heard of it.

This eight-leaf tower aroused a high degree of interest in Bai Long, but many years of experience in running a group told him that this kind of organization must be very problematic.

This wizard may not dare to make up random things, but one question is, why didn't he go to such a powerful organization?

"He...their requirement is that the age must be within 20 years after birth! The maximum natural lifespan is over 600 years. The longevity race can be relaxed to one-thirtieth of the upper limit of lifespan! You must bring your own spell book. The test is in Cast a spell under the guidance of the reception ceremony! And, most importantly, this seeker must have never released any spells through the magic net since birth!" Jonker shouted: "They only recorded, Only the most precious gems in the multiverse are included!"

Well! all hit.

The most precious jade in the multiverse... So the difficulty of the test is very high? It's worth a try though.

Bai Long thought about it and grabbed Jonker: "Where did you mortal know this?"

"This! This is something that everyone who is interested in magic in Antas knows!" The pain in his head made Jonker groan: "The Eight-leaf Tower has its own way to announce its existence to Antas. All who are interested in magic!"

So it's easy to verify?

"Say... what is the spell?"

"No! You're going to kill me!" In an instant, a wave of IQ flashed out from the bottom of Jonker's mind like lightning. What use would he have if the things he knew were taken away by the dragon?

"I want to live! I'll tell you when you perform the ritual!" Jonker screamed.

"Idiot." Bai Long smiled contemptuously: "Since it's something that many people know, your secrecy will only anger me!"

"No!" shouted Jonker. "They know what spells do? Who knows where the hellish eight-leaf **** grows naturally? Only me! Only I can lead you to it the fastest! I Mind you! Great dragon! It's less than 20 days until the fall!"

"...Hi..." Bai Long pondered for a few seconds, bared his teeth at Jonker, and grabbed Jonker's leg: "Stupid human, if you dare to deceive me, you should take a good guess at what you will be like. The end? Take me now!"

"...No..." Seeing Bai Long dragging his legs and starting to flap his wings, Jonker's soul flew out of the sky: "No! Stop hanging me upside down and fly! Please! Ah!—You're flying backwards! That's the right way to go!"

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For the next fifteen days, Jonk Varage felt that living in the Nine Prisons of Baator could not be more unbearable than the torture he suffered during this period of time. If he could choose - he would definitely choose to fall. Into the bottomless abyss, most of the violent demons will tear him to pieces and eat him directly, instead of carrying out long and cruel torture.

During the day, the white dragon threw him into the hole at the top of the glacier, and froze the entrance of the hole with his breath. When Jonker shivered and regained some physical strength, the dragon who returned from hunting would let him be responsible for lighting the barbecue-Damn Tiamat , There are actually people in Bailong who like to eat barbecue food instead of frozen meat! But this is also a rare time when he can be comfortable for a while - after all, he can share a little leftover from the barbecue to fill his stomach, and he can cook for a while.

However, this time is usually very short. After the Bailong Taotie is over, it will immediately pick up Jonker and continue to fly south. Rest is occasional, but most of the day is spent on the road, only a few days of effort, Jonker Varage's face was ripped apart by the high-altitude cold wind.

He once tried to protest, tried to negotiate terms with the white dragon, but the result of the negotiation always made him miserable - this white dragon's temper was much better than Jonk imagined, and the most brutal act was just beating people - —Well, beat people, every time he wakes up after being beaten into a coma, Jonker will find himself still flying in the sky by the white dragon.

Seeing the farms and manors of the Principality of Varda, Jonker once thought that his life could become a little easier, but the white dragon did not let him idle, until the territory of Varda, it was often hidden to the side, Force Jonker to ask farmers or roadside travelers about the Eight-Leaf Tower. Whenever the person being asked expresses no interest in magic and doesn't know the name of the Eight-Leaf Tower, Jonker has a kick The fear of stepping into hell, fortunately, those who are interested in magic are not very rare, and Jonker can still confirm the reliability of the information about the Eight Leaf Tower to White Dragon.

Bai Long's caution and suspicion made Jonke miserable. At this time, he had completely given up the idea of ​​​​hands-off, and all that was left was to send the **** of plague away quickly. He led Bai Long to a high mountain - this When Jonk entered the private garden in the Valage territory, full of purple-petaled **** flowers, a strange emotion seemed to dispel his pain~www.wuxiahere.com~ and replaced it with A twist and nostalgia, he searched among the violets, leading the white dragon to a flower.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight.

It is not surprising that among the tens of thousands of flowers, there will always be a few special ones.

The night is about to disappear, and the dew before dawn is brewing.

"The spell is 'the eight doors, the flower of the leaf, the leaf under the flower, where the seeker pleads, the way of the law, the way of the secret. (8doors, flowerinleaves, andleafundertheflower, aseekerbeggingathere, thewayofmagic, thewayofsecret)' said in magic words ." Jonker seemed to accept his fate, and he slumped on the ground feebly: "Please don't kill me! I have done my best to serve you."

Bai He squinted at Jonker, pondered for a few seconds, then waved his paws: "Okay, you can get out."

Jonker's eyes widened, at first glance it was incredible.

This dragon actually let him go and didn't kill him?

He rubbed his ears, and it took a few seconds to be sure that he heard correctly. He knelt down and bowed to the white dragon with great excitement:

"Thank you! Thank you! I won't let anyone come in to disturb you! I swear!"

He rushed out, looking back several times for fear that the white dragon would knock him down from behind, but in the end, this didn't happen. He walked out of the garden with a sluggish expression, as if he had been living in a dream for nearly a month.

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Bai Long stared at this **** seriously, the morning sun had risen from the east, and a dewdrop was blooming on the petals.

Bai He's expression gradually became serious.