Demon Sky

Chapter 54

Speaking of martial arts practice, Ye Feng is much more serious than his sister, at least two hours a day, without interruption. Wang Qi's first impression of him was that he was smart and dexterous and not calm enough. Only then did he know that he was also a hard-working person. On the contrary, his sister Ye Jingjing fished for three days and dried the net for two days. Although she has surpassed Ye Feng at present, she must not be an opponent in less than two years.

As for Wang Qi, he is more serious than Ye Feng. In addition to eating time, he rarely leaves the room and devotes himself to magic learning. He was not a person who pursues power, but he suffered a lot of loss from lack of ability. Now his mind has changed a lot, not to mention that there are people staring at him, and life and death are not in his hands. Since the last incident, Wang Qi has found that there is still something to be improved in the materialization of spiritual power. He has been devoting himself to this aspect these days. It is almost the only way to quickly improve his combat effectiveness. As for the mage level that is difficult to upgrade for the time being, it is useless to waste time on it.

The sister and brother didn't know what Wang Qi was doing. They asked him several times, and Wang Qi talked about him. After several times, they didn't care about him.

A few days later, in the evening, a Chinese teenager walked into a remote street in the city and came to a more remote thrift store. He learned from several gang members that this was actually one of the illegal goods sales offices in the city. He opened the door, and the door creaked. There seemed to be dust falling from it. He walked in. In the store sat an old man with messy hair, in his seventies, dressed in old clothes and with putty on his skin. He slowly wiped a pottery in his hand, his eyes were blind, and he didn't care about the arrival of the teenager.

"I want the most advanced micro camera." Youth.

"Like you can see, this is a thrift store, and there is nothing you want. If you are looking for electronic equipment, you should go to the big mall, not to the thrift store. The old man looked up at the visitor and lowered his head to wipe the pottery.

"Real, but according to my conclusion, it's not like this?" The teenager walked to the old man and looked directly at him with a compelling look. "Before I lose my patience, take it out."

"Young man, I said no is no. What you inquired about must be just a rumor." The old man was a little silent and said.

"Huh, do you want to sell it?" The teenager suddenly grabbed the old man's arm, and then exerted a force. The old man let out a low and sad cry, and his expression on his face twitched.

"Let go of me, I'll just give it to you." The old man said.

"Very good," the teenager let go of him and said, "Don't play tricks..."

The old man pretended to bend down to get something. Suddenly, he took out a gun with a ferocious smile and pointed to the teenager and said, "I don't know who sent you here."

"Huh..." The teenager's figure suddenly flashed, and the old man's arm had been firmly held back, and the pistol had been grabbed in his hand, pointing to the old man.

The old man saw a flower in front of his eyes, and his hand was empty. Then he found that he was pointed at by a gun. He couldn't help but be shocked. His face was sweaty and he quickly shouted, "I'll give it to you, I'll give it to you."

The teenager let him go, and the old man was afraid. He quickly took out a very small camera for him. As long as the position was right, it was extremely difficult to find, and the imaging effect was excellent.

"It's right to do this early. If it is found, I will smash your store." The teenager sneered and checked it and went far away. The old man watched the evil star leave with fear, and his heart pounded.

On Sunday morning, Wang Qi and Ye Jingjing walked side by side on a clean street, casually explaining to him some of the architectural knowledge they knew. Although Wang Qi used declarative language, Ye Jingjing, who was not used to the exotic scenery, was still interested in listening. A few hours ago, Ye Feng announced that he was going to entertain his new girlfriend and drove them out of the house. They had nowhere to go, so they had to wander around. Ye Jingjing came to Europe for the first time. Although Wang Qi had never been to this city, he had stayed in Europe for more than two years and was already very familiar with it, so he became her guide.

Wang Qi wears casual clothes. Since he made spiritual equipment, there is no need to wear a magic robe and go around at any time. The reason why the mage wears a magic robe is to strengthen the role of magic and defense, but another factor is to put the body in a more comfortable state, which is easy to quickly enter meditation. State and magic, but for Wang Qi, because of his strong spiritual power, he doesn't care about the loss of magic. And once there is a battle, he can instantly change into a full set of equipment. This can also avoid some trouble, just like last time because he was dressed too strangely, no one wanted to take him back to the city or something. Ye Jingjing also wore very casually, wearing a red sportswear and a pair of running shoes. She was young and beautiful, which attracted the attention of many young people, but she was unrestrained. While explaining, Wang Qi was still thinking about a magic problem. He was distracted and hit a telephone pole, which made passers-by laugh.

Wang Qi shook his head awkwardly, stopped thinking about those annoying questions, and continued to explain to Ye Jingjing. The two casually visited a few more distinctive places, found a restaurant for lunch, chatted for a while, and came to the church next to the central square. Although the church could not be compared with the world-class attractions of St. Peter's Cathedral, it was also worth seeing. Wang Qi took Ye Jingjing to the church. Walking to the door, a middle-aged man in a priest's costume came out of it. He looked about forty years old. His eyes were soft and his face was calm. He hung on a crystal cross on his chest. From the cross, Wang Qi faintly felt a powerful magic fluctuation. The crystal of this cross is obviously a magic crystal, and it is much more advanced than what York has seen, and it seems to be not far from the fluctuations felt on Helena's mirror. Is this priest also a magician?

It seemed to notice that Wang Qi was looking at him. The priest suddenly turned around, was stunned when he saw Wang Qi, and then left with a slight smile.

Wang Qi looked at his back and fell into meditation. Ye Jingjing looked at a priest with a strange expression and couldn't help asking, "What's the matter? What's wrong with that priest?"

"...No, it's nothing. Let's go in." Wang Qidao. He has a feeling that this priest must be a quite powerful magician. Even if he doesn't reach the tutor level, it won't be too far. Fortunately, he doesn't seem to be malicious to himself.