Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

The guy in the dark didn't keep Azhao waiting too long.

Two days later, at 10: 00 p.m., Shenghai stayed in the flower shop until 10: 00.

He got a good harvest today, learned a few little spells, and planted a pot of flowers himself —— the flowers on the right side of the florist, for the evening guests.

This “flower”, in fact, is also a spell.

Communicate a spell between the two worlds of yin and yang.

Zhao was very pleased that Shenghai could learn so quickly and did not hesitate to give him the task of making flower pots in the future.

Do not shake hands too simply.

Azhao was too lazy to hide anything.

Sheng Hai doesn't feel bad, but he thinks that such a straightforward and lazy master is really cute.

His willingness for pleasure serves as a struggle.

Azhao didn't say anything in his eyes.

“Master, I'm going back to school first.” Shenghai pack your things and say goodbye to Azhao.

Azhao waved lazily: "Let's go. ”

Shenghai took the door and went outside.

It's a gloomy day and the air is extra depressing and dull, making people uncomfortable.

There are a lot fewer people on the street in this weather.

Step out of this main road, turn left, it's the school gate.

Sheng Hai walked and just turned to the left, his chest felt hot.

This is where he placed the sachet.

Rin in the heart of the sea, almost unconscious, the whole person flew to the left to hide.

“Bang!”

A giant flower pot bowl fell and hit him just as he was passing.

Shenghai: “…”

He looked back.

The roadside is an artificially enclosed wall.

Construction is under way inside the fence.

It's after 10: 00 p.m. and it's already closed.

Where's the flowerpot from?

Obviously, the guy who did it in the dark didn't give a shit about logic.

He just wants to kill the sea.

Sheng Hai did not lean on the main road, darkly raised his mind and continued to move forward.

He found something wrong with this walk.

When it started, there was a thick layer of grey fog around.

The fog poured over and approached from the surrounding area towards the sea.

Like, eating him up.

I can't see the way around me, and I can't hear anything.

Goodbye to Azhao as a teacher, and now it is also understood that the people in the front door are in the high seas: he is in the formation of others, or in the established boundary.

And, obviously, not by chance.

From the flower pot, they waited here deliberately.

People don't like it.

The fog had approached him by a meter, and he was about to get caught in the eye.

Shenghai doesn't know what this fog is, but his instincts tell him it's definitely not a good thing and it's best not to get it on.

He moved in his heart and meditated on a few words: "The sun shines brilliantly, the evils retreat, disperse! ”

The fist-sized light bulb rises from the top of his head, illuminating his surroundings, and as the light diffuses, those grey mists fade back like some gram star.

Standing in the fog reveals itself.

It was a man, a pointy-mouthed monkey, with green eyes, looking at the sea, full of greed and desire.

“It's kind of funny, you're a little bit more powerful than I thought.” The man looked at the sea and licked his lips.

That's the way you look at food, you're just drooling.

Sheng Hai was seen a little sad and asked directly: "What are you? ”