The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady Chapter 115: Mysterious old man (2)

‘You ’d better get acquainted with the skills of the warlock first. To get the two together, you must know more about both. ‘Xiu Zhidao.

Shen Yanxiao can only give up and continue to slay those warlock books in his hand.

At this moment, a sound of footsteps came from the stairs on the second floor.

Shen Yanxiao immediately put away the condensing crystal, and followed him into the shadows.

The old man guarding the warlock's tower, holding a crystal lamp, slowly walked up to the dark second floor. He walked quietly to a bookcase, carefully placed the stack of books on the bookcase, and then turned back to the first floor.

Shen Yanxiao looked at the old man's departure, and could not help feeling.

In the tower of the Warlock, there is only such an old man who looks after him. He seems to be tinkering with some books every day, taking care of these books that have not been viewed for a long time.

Shen Yanxiao walked to the place where the old man put his books, and took down the old books on the bookcase.

Spellbooks of some spells, and some notebooks.

Shen Yanxiao's eyes were quickly attracted by a broken sheepskin book. Ancient books clearly recorded notes about each stage of the Warlock's path, not only detailed combination spells, but also The details of the individual spells required by the combination spells are noted on the side.

For Shen Yanxiao, this note is nothing but a charcoal in the snow. Correct is what she needs most now.

Turning to the last page of the sheepskin, she saw a line of vigorous signatures.

Yun Qi.

Obviously, this note was written by the person named Yun Qi. From the perspective of the brokenness of the sheepskin, at least already has a history of fifty or sixty years.

Will it be the old man ...

Shen Yanxiao quickly overturned his speculation. already has confirmed that there is no magic or vigour in the old man's body. He is just an ordinary old man who can no longer be ordinary. If he is a master, it is impossible. I haven't noticed my arrival these days.

Whoever this Yun Qi is, but this note is very important to Shen Yan Xiao. She immediately received the parchment book and received it from the Warlock Tower silently.

As soon as Shen Yanxiao's forefoot is gone, the Warlock Tower welcomes a rare guest.

"Are you tired of it for so many years?" The visitor was a 60- or 70-year-old white-bearded old man. His white robe was extraordinarily noble and elegant. On the old face, the sharp eyes were with A smile.

The librarian who buried himself in a pile of books slowly raised his head, glanced at the visitor lightly, and then lowered his head to continue his mending work.

"Why are you tired? These are the most precious wealth of warlocks, and I ca n’t let them be lost in my hands. It ’s you, Ouyang Huanyu, the dean of Saint Laurent College, how did you have time to come to me? Come here? "

The guests who suddenly visited the Warlock's Tower were no one else. Correct Ouyang Huanyu, the dean of the Saint Laurent Academy, is also the most powerful magician in the Longxuan Empire.

"I just came to see if you old stubbornness is still insisting on meaningless things." Ouyang Huanyu sighed gently while looking at the empty warlock tower.

At one time, there was a lot of talent here, but as the Warlock profession withered away, Warlock Branch already had not recruited a student for decades.