Luo Qing had the rare opportunity to experience the happiness that money brings. Whether it was in his previous life or this life, this kind of consumption method that did not care about the amount of money stored in his account was the first time for him to get on the sedan chair as a big girl.
Looking at the scene of one of the few five-star hotels in Mexico, I took a sip of a famous wine I had only heard of on TV, (￣￣)
Luo Qing sighed with enjoyment: "What a corrupt life, a bottle of wine costs hundreds of thousands."
Daolong, who was wearing a black and purple wizard robe but was lying on a massage chair, glanced at him and said lightly: "When you get used to enjoying it, you will lose the qualification to become a wizard."
Luo Qing was a little indifferent: "I'm just a living dead, and it's almost as good as becoming a lich. That's it. I just want to live comfortably."
Daolong closed his eyes and didn't say much. Everyone has his own ambitions. He would not object to whatever life his disciple wanted. After all, the threshold of eternal life was right in front of him.
He no longer needs the successor or anything like that. He will find the true meaning of the wizard.
Luo Qing shook the red wine glass and leaned leisurely on the balcony to look at the scenery below, his eyes a little blurry for a moment.
Rarely have I been so relaxed. The patter of people walked below in a hurry or leisurely. It was only a short distance, but it became the epitome of a modern city. Everyone was walking on their own road, showing
All kinds of things in the world.
This feeling of looking down seems particularly fascinating, even though this is only an eight-story building.
After drinking up half the glass of red wine in his hand, Luo Qing seemed a little tipsy, with a nice blush on his originally pale face.
He looked up at the dusk where the sky became more and more gorgeous. The endless gold and red colors filled his field of vision, allowing the magnificence of nature to freeze in people's eyes. Luo Qing stretched out and put down the wine glass.
"Master, tell them to come out. It's almost time."
The crowd gathered in the distance had a tendency to disperse at some point. They all came for the undefeated God of War, and when the God of War's performance came to an end.
People with strong goals will naturally look for new goals again.
Daolong opened his eyes and called calmly: "Gan, Wen, Cui, Shan!"
The purple smoke disappeared in a flash, taking away part of the air, but it sent four dark warriors with a strong sense of oppression.
Luo Qing picked up the red wine next to him and poured wine into the cup. His tone was a little lazy: "You four follow Xiao Shui. Just follow the orders."
The four dark warriors all looked back at Daolong. They did not receive any objection orders, so they stood silently and waited quietly.
Luo Qing picked up the red wine glass, and the water vapor on his body shone slightly. An incompatible evil spirit wearing white clothes and wet appeared next to him. It was obvious that Xiao Shui was referring to it.
Evil spirits are not afraid of the sun, especially the evil spirits controlled by him. The most they can feel is some discomfort.
Therefore, when the dusk light shone on the wet figure, there was no other reaction except that the sound of dripping water became faster.
"Go." The tipsy boy glanced out the window, then lay down on a beach chair and said calmly.
As soon as he finished speaking, five figures, one white and four black, disappeared almost at the same time.
After drinking all the wine in the glass, Luo Qing slowly closed his eyes.
The evil spirit has no IQ, can only understand brief commands, and needs to be controlled remotely.
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"Wow, the game just now was really exciting. You defeated the challenger in one fell swoop. It's so cool. Come on, this is today's signature."
Under the setting sun, the golden afterglow shone brightly on the little boy's adoring eyes, leaving words full of hope at the back door of the wrestling ring.
In front of him is a tall figure about 1.9 meters tall. The muscles on his body bulge out in a black suit. You can tell how strong this man is at a glance.
In addition, on the forehead of the red hood, there is an octagonal talisman with an ox inscription. It is obvious that this is the ox warrior who has just participated in the competition.
He reluctantly took the signature book from the little boy's hand. Every page was signed by the same person. He turned the page to the latest page and signed his name.
People around looked at this scene a little strangely, but most of their eyes were kind. Children's expectations are always the best and most worthy of blessing, right?
The Bull Warrior handed the signed book to the boy: "You're here again, Parker. It's better to study at this age."
"No, you are my idol. I want an autograph for every game you play. My dream is to be an undefeated God of War like you when I grow up!" Parker raised his face and said seriously.
The action of holding the notebook tightly in his arms showed his determination. The Bull Warrior didn't know what to say for a while. He helplessly touched Parker's head and encouraged: "I believe you will be a good person when you grow up.
A qualified wrestler, but a wrestler must also be literate, this is the basis of modern life."
Parker's face was a little dissatisfied. Just when he was about to say something, the Bull Warrior continued: "Go back quickly, Parker. I can teach you about wrestling after the holidays, but I'd rather go to school first. How about it?"
Parker's eyes lit up, and he nodded decisively and replied: "Then it's settled, you must teach me next time!"
"No one can deny the promise of Warrior Niu, just like no one can take off Warrior Niu's mask." Warrior Niu said, touching his head again, turning around and walking towards home.
Looking at the tall figure reflected in the sunset, Parker smiled and waved, shouting: "Then I'll come back in a month, don't forget to promise me!"
The Bull Warrior waved his hand and turned into the alley between shops.
Just out of sight, his eyes were no longer as warm and helpless as before. Instead, they revealed a deep sense of uneasiness, and his pace accelerated a lot.
Although he didn't know where this uneasiness came from, he still subconsciously stayed away from the crowd.
Because, if even he, a professional wrestler, can't solve the problem, there will definitely be greater riots if ordinary people get involved. I just hope that this is all an illusion.
Just as the thought of praying emerged, the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped to freezing point. The cement walls of the alley suddenly became wet for some reason, and the air seemed to be moist, making people extremely uncomfortable.
The Bull Warrior's footsteps gradually stopped. He looked solemnly at the figure that appeared out of thin air in front of him. He was two meters tall, had a ponytail, dark brown skin, blue patterns all over his face, and no whites of his eyes.
The extreme sense of oppression came instantly, making the Niu Warrior's heart sink continuously.
Ta, da, da!
Three soft landing sounds sounded behind him, causing his sinking heart to fall directly to the bottom. This alley seemed to be his dead end!