Chapter 164 The Eighth Mask!

Looking at the sky in the afternoon, Zhao Zheng yawned.

The release of magic made him a little tired.

The recovery pills always restore only magic power.

Tap Tap

Two light footsteps sounded, with a little fragrance, which made Zhao Zheng's spirit slightly lifted.

"You're back so soon? Why don't you go shopping more?"

He showed a trace of joy on his face, turned around, was stunned, and his eyes began to wander.

Miss Angel is still so sacred and inviolable, but this dress.

The pure white dress only reaches her thighs, and her golden hair and light blue eyes make her look a little beautiful.

Add white silk?

Zhao Zheng glanced at it and immediately became more hesitant. Pure, sacred, and everything is normal, but it seems a little bitter.

Glance again, and the white is immediately blocked by red.

Shadow Kitten pouted: Stare!

Zhao Zheng﹏: His eyes wander.

Shadow Kitten blinked: Keep staring!

Zhao Zheng﹏: His eyes kept wandering.

Shadow Kitten crossed her arms across her chest, looking like she saw through you: "Sure enough, you are an old pervert, and you still flaunt your purity all day long."

Zhao Zheng:.

"I didn't, it wasn't me, don't talk nonsense." Zhao Zheng denied it three times in a row, looking up at the ceiling, with a serious face, and said with a lack of confidence: "I just checked whether the clothes you bought were genuine."

Shadow Kitten glanced up: "Do you think I believe it?"

Zhao Zheng felt a little uncomfortable being stared at, and said to the angel: "You should keep it secret for now, it's not good for an angel to be among the devils."

The angel paused, her eyes changed from arrogant to a little confused, she nodded gently: "I know."

As she said that, Miss Angel came closer, held Zhao Zheng's head and put her head close.

Shadow Kitten looked shocked: "You don't even carry people, and you still say it's not true, you're done, I'm going to tell Her Majesty the Queen."

Zhao Zheng was also stunned, and when the angel was about to kiss the corner of his mouth, he stretched out a hand and blocked them.

When the angel's kiss landed on the back of his hand, the angel suddenly smiled and winked at him, and then his body suddenly disintegrated into light particles.

A new sacred protection was instantly constructed.

Zhao Zheng:. So. So, it's okay not to kiss on the face?

Turning his head, the unbelievable look of Shadow Kitten came into his eyes. Zhao Zheng covered his face with a snap and explained somewhat weakly: "You saw it, I resisted."

Shadow Kitten o(≧口≦)o: "I don't listen, I don't listen, you scumbag, don't get close to the princess in the future."

Zhao Zheng was helpless. Why do misunderstandings always surround me?

Thinking of the angel's naughty wink just now, Zhao Zheng was even more helpless. Who knew that the angel could actually know tea art.

Zhao Zheng stretched out his hand, and with a snap, he tapped Shadow Kitten's forehead with two fingers, and said in a sloppy manner: "It's really nothing, and we have each other's handles, right? Can we live in peace?"

Zhao Zheng's eyes wandered a little, and after thinking for a while, he said: "Then I will give you the angel, princess?"

Shadow Kitten paused, her eyes brightened slightly. Although she didn't like angels, they were angels. Divine protection and divine judgment were all the signs of angels.

Everyone would want these powers, especially for gods, because the sacred power can nourish the divine power of gods, making the divine power more pure and majestic.

It's not an exaggeration to say that angels are good friends of gods, of course, this god must be a righteous god.

"Really?" Shadow Kitten asked with some suspicion.

"Of course it's fake." Zhao Zheng knocked on Shadow Kitten's head and said helplessly: "This angel is given by... Xiaoyu, and it will lead her astray if you put it there, because the monarch is called Basha."

When Shadow Kitten's pupils dilated and she was ready to accuse again, Zhao Zheng reached out and slapped Shadow Kitten into a tattoo.

Then he whispered: "Stop it, I almost forgot what I promised you, the princess. Don't be so dirty in the future. Isn't it good to be a positive Shadow Kitten?"

The Shadow Kitten was very dissatisfied and ran around on the skin, but this time she learned her lesson and only ran on the back and chest, and Zhao Zheng was too lazy to pay attention to her.

Just about to go and fulfill the promise of letting Xiaoyu fly the plane.

The magic device connected to Ao Chen suddenly flashed.

Zhao Zheng was stunned, and the magic device instantly merged into the body, and at the same time his projection was directly generated next to Ao Chen.

"What's wrong?"

Zhao Zheng looked around, and it seemed to be the rooftop of a high-rise building.

Ao Chen was covered in wounds, but his aura was strong. He held a mask respectfully and bowed his head slightly, saying, "Father God, I encountered Zhu Lan, but I broke through the limit in the battle and luckily got this mask."

The mask was red, with two red convex corners on the forehead, which looked a bit ferocious.

Zhao Zheng thought about it and immediately remembered whose mask it was.

General Manny represented the Scythe Shadow Legion.

The Scythe Shadow soldiers had sharp feet without soles, and their claws were steel claws, which had very strong destructive power.

But what Zhao Zheng was more concerned about was that Ao Chen could actually break through in the battle with Zhu Lan, even though he was now a dragonborn and Zhu Lan was so weak, but this was a bit exaggerated, right?

Zhao Zheng thought about it, and the spatial authority urged, his body fluctuated for a while, and the projected body also solidified in front of Ao Chen.

Zhao Zheng took the Scythe Shadow mask casually, and the light of a horse spell flashed, and Ao Chen's injuries recovered quickly.

He thought for a while, and his black and white eyes gradually turned into Tai Chi's, looking at Ao Chen's whole body.

As if he noticed something, Ao Chen raised his head and immediately looked at Zhao Zhenglai.

Ao Chen was stunned for a moment, feeling uneasy looking at these strange eyes, as if all his secrets had been exposed in front of Zhao Zheng.

After reading Ao Chen's message, Zhao Zheng breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, apart from his improved strength, nothing else had changed.

What he is most worried about is Yao Chen's physical problem. After all, it is shaped by his own flesh and blood and the power of the divine realm. He may be counterattacked by the real demon monarch.

That's good. He thought for a while and asked, "Have you achieved the legendary breakthrough?"

Ao Chen shook his head gently: "Not yet, but it will be soon. I have not encountered a bottleneck."

Zhao Zheng nodded, Ao Chen's strength has always surpassed the realm. Since he is not out of practice yet, everything is still under control.

Zhao Zheng stretched out his hand, and more than a dozen bottles of pills floated in the air.

Zhao Zheng handed it to Ao Chen and said with a smile: "Of these elixirs, only the violent elixir has side effects. The other elixirs can probably temporarily increase your strength by twice. If you drink the violent elixir, it can temporarily triple your strength." Even four times." Ao Chen's eyes suddenly lit up and he reached out to take it: "Thank you, Father God."

Zhao Zheng thought for a while and asked curiously: "How did you take off the mask without specific magic?"

Ao Chen lowered his head and said respectfully: "Blow his head and the mask will fall off naturally."

Zhao Zheng paused and said, Ah, is this okay?

He thought about it and felt that what Ao Chen said was quite right. First of all, the mask was in a sealed state. It needed a host to temporarily lend its power to others and lure them into darkness.

If the host is killed directly, the mask will naturally fall off.

The reason why dad and the others didn't use this method was just because it was dad.

Try switching to Daolon? Where else can magic be refined?

"I understand, how are the preparations for Sakura's shikigami?" Zhao Zheng continued to ask after thinking.

"They did it within the time limit you gave them. Those three losers have returned to the United States with their shikigami. It's almost time." Ao Chen answered respectfully.

"I understand. You can contact me directly using the same method next time the Holy Master appears again." Zhao Zheng nodded and gave a final explanation. His figure slowly became weak and disappeared into the cherry blossoms with a sickle mask.

Feeling that the shadow kitten was still squirming crazily and sulking.

Zhao Zheng pressed her down with a snap, and then said helplessly: "I'm going to my father's antique store later. Don't be so jumpy. After all, you don't want your queen to know. You want to train the queen with commoners, right?"

Shadow Kitten, who was still struggling, paused, and an angry voice came out: "Why are you like this? How can you threaten someone twice for the same reason?"

"You are not a human being." Zhao Zheng said helplessly.

Buzz~

At this time, a special wave swept across. Zhao Zheng was stunned and looked in a distant direction. Ximu came out now?

But Zhao Zheng ignored it and walked directly into his father's antique store.

"Welcome to Zhao Zheng, are you looking for Xiaoyu?" Jackie Chan, who was reading a book, asked with soft eyes.

Zhao Zheng nodded: "That's right. Master Chen hasn't come out yet?"

"No, he entered the magic room with the crystal you gave him, and he has been there until now." Jackie Chan answered honestly.

With that said, Zhao Zheng ran upstairs, leaving Jackie Chan staring at his back in a daze.

When I arrived at the door of Xiaoyu's room on the second floor, I thought of Xiaoyu's warning last time when I was about to open the door.

Boom, boom, boom.

Some heavy knocks on the door disturbed the girl who was studying magic inside. The girl rubbed her eyebrows. Her hair, which had not been cut for five months, had already reached her shoulders. She looked more feminine: "Come in."

Zhao Zheng opened the door and entered, approached the girl with a smile, and joked: "It's rare for Xiaoyu to work so hard."

Xiaoyu rolled her eyes and said dissatisfied: "I also work very hard, right?"

As she said this, she began to feel discouraged. She fell back on the bed, looked at Zhao Zheng with dull eyes and asked, "Do you think I can't become an official mage?"

"Um, why do you say that?" Zhao Zheng asked in surprise. Needless to say, Xiaoyu's talent, the power of those three will increase a person's qualifications even if they just stay barely, not to mention her ability to control power at any time. or.

"There are eight magic vortexes, and I'm still an apprentice." Xiao Yusheng said helplessly: "Even dad's apprentices are moving towards the great mage."

Zhao Zheng:.

It's the same as when she was Daolong's apprentice, and it seems that her talent is even higher.

"Then you should have the last one. Nine is the ultimate number. The legendary mage with nine lines has entered the official level. He will definitely be able to enter the legend. What do you mean? How can you let others live?"

Zhao Zheng has become somewhat immune to these people's Versailles. They have almost nine lines in three or four months, and he has not been able to draw even one in several years.

And the genius was still complaining in front of him, it was so uncomfortable.

"I know, but it's just too slow. You are all so strong, but I am still so weak. I need your protection and worry every time."

Xiaoyu reached out and pulled Zhao Zheng to the bedside and sat down, then scurried away and rested her head on his lap, her eyes a little dull.

"How about telling you some good news?" Zhao Zheng asked somewhat mysteriously.

Xiaoyu was stunned, and then she became more energetic: "What good news?"

"It's almost February, and you're going to start school." Zhao Zheng told her seriously, which was cruel and bad news for students.

Xiaoyu stretched out her hand and slapped Zhao Zheng's leg, and then said more desperately: "What good news is this? You are a bad person. My father told me to play with you less."

Zhao Zheng:.

Ah, just teasing her and she found out that her father-in-law was backstabbed?

Zhao Zheng rolled his eyes and raised his eyebrows and asked: "Am I bad? But I came here to fulfill my previous promise."

"What promise, let me treat you to a meal?" Xiaoyu glanced at him, closed her eyes and said: "I have no money, Uncle Long doesn't give me pocket money, and you are poking my pain point again. Sure enough, you are the worst."

Zhao Zheng was speechless. He thought Xiaoyu had forgotten it, but she still remembered the meal?

Is she remembering the meal but not the plane? It's Xiaoyu after all.

He sighed, straightened the girl's hair, and muttered casually: "Since you forgot about learning to fly a plane, forget it."

"Hmm?"

Xiaoyu opened her eyes in a daze, and the boredom and laziness in her eyes disappeared instantly. She looked at Zhao Zheng with sparkling eyes, which were full of surprise.

She immediately turned over and got out of bed, put on her shoes quickly, and walked out with Zhao Zheng in her hand: "What are you waiting for? Let's go."

Zhao Zheng smiled and was dragged downstairs by the girl.

Then after saying hello to Jackie Chan, he rushed out of the door and flew into the sky in an instant, which stunned the people strolling in Chinatown in the evening.

"Uh, do you know where it is?" Zhao Zheng asked helplessly, why are you so anxious?

Xiaoyu paused, turned her head, and her sparkling eyes sparkled: "Tell me quickly, where it is, I have to come back before 11 o'clock in the evening, and I'm running out of time."

"Okay, take you there." Zhao Zheng said, urging the space authority, and took a step.

Instantly appeared on the top floor of the Black Hand's headquarters.

Xiaoyu looked around excitedly, and then asked in surprise: "Isn't this the hotel we were in last time?"

"Yes, this is still the Black Hand's headquarters. There are various types of aircraft here. Let's go and communicate."

Zhao Zheng said, holding Xiaoyu's hand and taking another step. As the scene in front of them changed, Walon appeared in front of them.

He seemed to be a little busy, signing some documents.

Feeling the movement, Walon looked up, was stunned, looked at Xiaoyu, his eyes flickered, and then said respectfully: "Boss, Afen and the others have brought the things you want. They are in the safe in the basement."