"Dad, can this mark be peeled off?" Aiolos, after telling his tragic encounter, stared at his father with a look of hope. He had never suffered such grievance since he was young.

Although the school's schoolwork is very heavy, it feels good after getting used to it. And the experience this mark gave him was very bad. Every time he was drawn into the spiritual space, he was hacked to death by the swordsman in gray clothing. It felt really uncomfortable to execute the sentence on time every day.

"This mark is very special." Muria pretended to pull over his son's wrist, and then the translucent substantive spiritual power poured out of his eyebrow and sank into the mark of his son's wrist.

Bang ———

The familiar feeling of forced consciousness appeared, Aerlos' expression was tense, and the barren world that had been killed seven times appeared again. However, unlike the previous one, after this appearance, he did not cover his vision. Snow white sword light.

"Father!" Ai Luosi looked at the elegant temperamental father beside him with crystal glasses on his nose. At this moment, his appearance was the same as that of the outside sitting on the sofa, but At this time, the book in his hand was gone, but transformed into a long sword.

"Is this what you mean by the spiritual world? It looks pretty good!" Muria, who led the creation of this sword mark, looked around. He had already experienced this thing before giving it to his son. Once again.

"Be careful!" Ayelos shouted loudly, because the grey-sworded swordsman, who had become his nightmare, appeared, and waved his sword at his father.

"Is this kind of thing, cut you seven times?" Muria smiled in the face of her son's shout, without even turning her head, she just handed out the sword in her hand.

Then starting from the place where Muria's sword was wielded, a sword qi appeared, and with the rapid proliferation, a sword qi storm appeared, and finally, the gray swordsman was swallowed up.

"This is just a spiritual brand left by a swordsman. As long as your sword skills are better than him, you can easily defeat him! Every time you are spiked, you do n’t even have a chance to resist, indicating that you The sword skill gap is too big for him. "

A sword cut off the gray swordsman on the opposite side, and looked at Aorouss, who was startled by him, with a smile and said with a smile, while he was laughing, another swordsman in a Chinese suit appeared out of thin air.

"It seems that more than one swordsman left a spiritual mark on this mark you got!" Looking at the swordsman on the opposite side, Muria smiled, and it was a sword that passed.

... In the desolate world, Ellos looked at his father with a look of admiration, and the three swords blasted a small giant with a large epee.

"No. 316!" Ai Luosi silently counted in his heart, this is the number of the swordsman brand that his father has entered into this world of imprints to this day.

At the beginning of the sword spike, three swords were needed to slay the other side. This dramatic change made Ai Luosi realize that the swordsman appeared in the future, the stronger his strength.

From today's perspective, just the first swordsman can toss him to death, his father seems to be a strong man with extraordinary skills.

… "Father, you are so good!" It wasn't the first time that consciousness had been cut off. Ayelos, who was detached from the mark, opened his eyes, then looked at his father with excitement.

He saw his father's imprint of the 372th swordsman, killed with nine swords, and then the entire barren world began to collapse. In this way, the invincible force penetrated the style of the entire imprinted world and made Aeolos do it. Worship endlessly.

"Of course, I'm your father, can't you be great?" Muria lifted her head with a smug look, and looked at Michellea's speechless face.

"But ... why hasn't this mark dissipated yet?" But soon, the expression on Aoros' face of admiration suddenly freezes, because he found that the sword-shaped mark remained intact on his wrist. On top of that, the shimmering sheen seemed to dim.

"This mark belongs to you. If you want it to dissipate, you probably need to penetrate it yourself. If I pierce it, I don't think it counts." Muria looked at Aorous with a smile and smiled. Then said.

"Dad, if he can't dissipate by himself, can you help me strip it?" Aiolosi looked at Muria with a look of hope. His father is so strong, there should be a way to solve his problems!

"Why strip? This is a good thing for the sword-making technique. I don't know how many swordsmen can't help it. Your kid was lucky and got lucky in the labyrinth, so you should treasure it." Muria strangely Glancing at his son, he reprimanded him harshly.

"Oh!" Aylos promised with a low expression. He just watched his father pass through the whole world of the imprint. It was really cool, but if he let him come by himself, when would he wait to be like his father? ?

You know, just the first one can easily kill him. He defeated this one, and the second one, the third one ... A total of 372 swordsmen left a spiritual imprint in this mark. Defeating them is too difficult. Without being able to defeat them, they will be killed. Thinking of this, Ai Luosi feels gloomy for his future.

… The time passed quietly, and soon Aeros called from a primary school student to a junior high school student. His life changed little. The junior high school education was slightly heavier than the primary school education, but still Within Ayrlos' tolerance, he can still maintain a full-score score.

However, every time he got a perfect score, there still existed a group of guys tied for the first place like him, which made Aerlos always feel that he was ordinary.

The only thing that made Aerouss feel a little special was that he was punctually punctual every night and was mentally killed once! In fact, Aerouss found that he was used to it. Anyway, this death was just a mental illusion, not real death.

In the life that was killed once every night, Aerlos had not found that his spiritual will had been tempered to an almost indestructible level, and general mental control and charm had no effect on him.

At the same time, in the self-evaluation of Aerlos, his actual combat experience is richer than his classmates, because he will be transported into the maze every week by the rune sword that he cannot throw away at all. And teleport back before dawn.

The once-weekly maze trip makes Aorous's familiarity with the maze to the fullest extent. From the beginning, he can only struggle for survival, and now he can hunt and kill the weak. Of maze monster.

"Dad, mom!" The upright teenager returned home and called his parents, and his attention suddenly fell on his mother, or more precisely, on his mother's swollen belly.

"It's been three years. How long will it take for my sister to be born?" Ai Luosi, his mother's swollen belly, had a look of loss and anticipation.

I remember when I was in junior high school, my father told him that he would have a younger sister, but now that his junior high school is about to graduate, his younger sister has not yet been born. The birth of his sister.

Because soon after, he will leave Shengyan City to go to other cities to attend high school. At that time, he will be away from home and will never see his younger sister.

"Quick, it won't be long before your sister is born, what are you anxious for!" Muria, sitting on the sofa, glanced at her son.

"I'm going to high school soon!"

"Oh, your sister will probably be born when you go to high school."

"Ah!" Ai Luosi's face showed an undisguised regret, and he regretted that he couldn't see her when he was born.

"Ah, what, high school is not without vacation, when you are in high school, you can come back and see your sister."

"Oh!"

...

"Dad, mom, I'm gone!" Aiolos, who had packed all his personal luggage, stood on the door of the room, watching his calm parents sitting in the living room, saying goodbye.

"Well, let's go. I will hit your magic card on time every month for your living expenses." Muria, sitting on the sofa, turned his back on his son and waved his face impatiently. He is now ready to concentrate on being a dad.

"Oh!" Aiolos, who had not waited for the birth of her sister, left the house with regret, took the magic carriage to the floating boat port, and took the floating boat to another big city.

"This kid has finally grown to the point where he can live on his own!" When Aiolos closed the door of his villa, Muria dropped the newspaper in his hand with ease, and his costume quickly changed.

"Well, I found that since I became pregnant, you have paid less and less attention to Aeolos!" The big belly of Michelangela quickly disappeared when Aeolos left home. Become flat, even if you conceive three ~ lightnovelpub.net a year, her body shape will not change like a mortal.

"It's so old, so concerned about what he is doing? He's not a kid, let's go, Micah, let's go back to Cylops to raise a baby, and just leave two detached here!

"Aeros is divided by the age of dragons. He is still just a young dragon!"

"The young dragon is also a dragon!" Muria responded.

"Well, what do you plan to raise after our daughter is born? Is it the same as Aerlos?"

"How does that work?" Muria's face suddenly changed dramatically. "How can girls suffer this kind of suffering? When they are born, I want to announce to the world that I have three lovely daughters! I To hold the grandest banquet for their birth, they will become the most noble princess in the world! "

"You are too eccentric!" Miguelella was embarrassed for her eldest son. Her little daughters have not been born yet, and Muria has been eccentric to such a degree. If she was born, then her eldest son is It's not about being taken aside by Muria.