"Let you practice hard, just don't listen. Now you know it hurts?"

A boy who is taller than Ivey, a bit older, looks, it should be said that each has its own merits, although he is not better than Ai Weijun, but more heroic.

Quite a few girls like that, especially the little girls who admire heroes.

Avril Lavigne, don't you need to come over to check in? I just talked about chasing stars.

He just learned from the air-conditioned classmates around him that this guy is the protagonist of this place, the chief guard of the Imperial Royal Guard-Quan Jian.

Although Quan Jian said that he was very strong, he didn't look like bullying at all. He clasped his fists slightly, and apologized publicly with his sword eyebrows and starry eyes.

"My brother is young and frivolous. I just offended him a lot. I hope my little brother doesn't mind."

That guy, his voice is still very gentle.

Women are visual animals, but also hearing animals. It is said that some masters can make girls overflowing with juice with just one phone call, making them fresh and delicious.

"Brother master is polite."

Ivey waved his hand casually and hurriedly walked inside.

Quan Jian's eyes flickered, carefully concealing his disdain and insidiousness, and then watched Ivey enter the toilet before smiling contemptuously.

Ivey sat on the toilet and writhed.

The energy that drove the river to the sea would be overwhelming.

In the sea of ​​knowledge, there are only 99 black holes left, and the trip to the city of sin has brought him a lot of benefits.

In Ivey's self-deprecating view, Daguai leveling up is much faster than practicing, and this business has been done.

Soothing the restless butterfly, teasing the souls of the two snakes. He walked out of the toilet quickly.

Ivey is very sensitive to other people's malice. It just so happens that Double Snake and Die Yi are also such animals.

They calmed down.

I found out that the flow of people was sparse and the lecture was about to begin soon.

Where did Avril Lavigne go?

She should have ran away by herself.

If there is a fight, who can take people away silently.

So, there must be some special reason.

"Hey, Avril, where did you go just now?"

"Ah, I think that girl's bag is very beautiful, let me ask where she bought it."

"Oh, huh." (mmp)

Sure enough, after experiencing strong winds and waves, it is undeniable that my nerves are a little sensitive.

Ivey laughed softly at himself.

When I walked into the auditorium, Ivey accidentally found a beautiful girl in the back seat, staring at the podium with a bitter expression on her face.

It was the girl who collided with Ivey.

Ivey smiled, there are stories everywhere.

But it's none of my business.

He was wondering about another thing and asked casually.

"Avril Lavigne, is this the library?"

"Yes."

"How come there is such a thing as an auditorium?"

"Oh, what's weird about this, the leader patted his head, everything is there."

"Do you still have space equipment in your leader's head?"

Avril Lavigne ignored him and said after a while.

"This place was originally used in the borrowing hall, but it changed because of two words..."

"secret?"

"Fate."

Ivey smiled again, he probably knew who made the decision.

But he doesn't care. Many people only care about things related to them.

The magical brilliance flickered on the rostrum, the kind of 16 million colors.

A man walked up vaguely, and when the light hit his face, his handsome face seemed to be in a dream.

Suddenly appeared and disappeared.

…………

Ivey looked at him with no sexual interest and looked at him casually.

The auditorium is surrounded by towering bookshelves. Although the soaring statement is a bit exaggerated, it is the core building of Phoenix built by magic. The vast sea of ​​books can always be described.

On the bookshelf are magic books of various colors, colorful and gorgeous. Of course, there will not be as many as 16 million colors, only dozens of them.

There are many precious orphans, rare books, rare books, and even manuscripts.

The common practice in mainland China uses colors to distinguish the series of magic books. For example, red is the fire type, black is the dark type, and the yellow-brown is the earth type (not the stool type that some people think).

Use materials to distinguish levels. Such as the first-order magic mouse skin, the second-order magic cat skin, the third-order magic dog skin, the fourth-order magic wolf skin, the fifth-order magic leopard skin...

Some people found it difficult to understand, so they made them into animal chess.

There is also a Mamaipi that is not in the arena.

Before the start, Ivey decided to take a cameo role as Xueba.

He picked up a book casually and read it carefully.

The characters above danced gently, and a burst of beautiful music was played out. Oh, it turned out to be a phonological magic book, which is quite interesting.

He took a copy again, the circle was turning, the lines were extending, a number popped out here, and a theory popped out there. He didn't have the relevant foundation, so he felt a little boring.

He pulled out a green plant magic book, so beautiful, those bright flowers, buds and stamens, a light fragrance, the red fruits are so attractive, it is not bad to learn a plant system, at least not starving.

It is also possible to insert plant officials in the excreta of Artiodactyla.

Stop and go, anyway, there is no purpose, just read the book casually, relax.

Until he pulled out a book.

So cute, cute~lightnovelpub.net~ The book is very small, but the decoration is beautiful.

But inside, what's the matter with this crooked character?

Those words are intertwined between the lines, which is very ugly, like ugly...

But when I took a closer look, I found a different taste.

Just like the "Nine Suns True Scripture" sandwiched in the four volumes of Sanskrit "Langa Sutra", Ivey's interest suddenly became strong.

Today is not what he used to be, he is no longer a rookie at the time, he has a certain degree of vision.

This is not a simple comment.

…………

Making a magic book is not simple at all.

Its pages are not paper, but specially processed beast skins.

The ink uses the blood of warcraft, the body fluids of high-end plants, the honey juice of the stamens, and even... in short, various precious materials.

To print ordinary magic books requires mana, and advanced ones need soul. At least there must be a great magician in charge.

I can't print a few copies just like that, but it's better than the non-magical industrial era.

At that time, the magic book could not be made by ordinary people.

The materials, time and effort are all extremely precious. Usually it can be made only if the magic master is above. Tired in years.

On the bookshelves in this hall, there are many works of art, handmade, master-level precious magic books.

Ivey has seen several copies, and he has the intention to steal them out and sell them.

Ivey flipped through this cute little book, oh, not a big book.

This is obviously a magic book printed in batches by a machine.

This was his initial thought.

Later he took a closer look, hehe, he was almost fooled.

The first idea was correct. This is a magic book printed by a machine.