Reverend Insanity

If ordinary people were forced to look at them by this middle-aged man, I'm afraid they'd be frightened.

But after a glance at him, Fangyuan lost interest and refocused his attention on the food on the table, treating the middle-aged man around him as an invisible man.

“Who is that man? How dare you question Prince Fong Yuan, dressed as a slave and not a magician?” A fellow innkeeper looked bad, shrunk in the corner, and asked inexplicably.

“Well, he's a fox fake tiger. At first glance, it was the Ho Nu of the Apostolic Family. It was against the back of the mountain that he dared to yell at His Majesty the Mage. If it were any other mortal, who would dare?” Someone laughed with disdain.

“Nevertheless, a single mortal dares to yell at the magician. Tsk, this must be a great experience. ”

“Cut, don't look at the magician too well. Dude Fang Yuan is only a first step, he has just refined his magic trick. He really fights, he may not have been able to beat this stately and healthy mortal. ”

“Alas, I hope they fight later and don't break anything in our inn. ”

Guys, you say something, I don't even dare to move forward, I just dare to look away.

“Huh? You're still thinking about eating and drinking.” Seeing this speech didn't scare Fong Yuan, and the cold glistened in the eyes of a strong middle-aged man, "you think I lied to you? Someone has informed the young lady that she will be there in a moment. Boy, you don't want to run. Of course you can't run, either. I'm just here to watch you. You'll feel better later. ”

Fang Yuan has not heard of it and continues to eat meals.

The middle-aged slave frowned and did not see any fear or panic on Square's face. It made him feel disregarded, offended in dignity.

He has been a domestic servant for more than a decade in the desert and is trusted by his masters. The contact took a long time and I know a few things about the magician.

Most martial arts fighters rely on their fists and feet as soon as they turn to beginners. In combat, the deterrent effect of the maggots is far greater than the actual effect.

Especially he knows that juvenile magicians like Fangyuan have just practiced and are far less powerful in themselves than their rightful adult counterparts. If you fight your feet and work out for a long time, you can totally take the upper hand.

Meanwhile, Fangyuan only refined the moonlight trick, and can send out a few memories at most.

Middle-aged men were used as companions long before. He has all the physical knowledge, and the mind is clear: once the Moon Blade is turned, if it is really printed on the body, it can only cut open the palm of the palm of the hand, and the killing power is very limited.

Plus, he had an apathetic back, so he faced the source, he had no fear, and he wanted to perform positively in order to attract the favor and attention of his masters.

“Boy, you've got a lot of nerve...” The more the middle-aged man spoke, he clasped his cuffs and revealed his muscular arm. His arms were very thick and covered with scars. A bluish muscle on the forearm twisted and the upper arm was thicker than the thigh of the source.

The innkeepers looked at the coolness in their hearts, and some of the diners had already gotten up and checked out in a hurry to stay away from the wrong place.

“Found Fong Yuan?” At this point, there was a bright, arrogant female voice at the door.

The indifference took a giant step and stepped into the inn. Behind you is a bunch of house slaves.

She's in good shape, a bit tall, and she's backward and forward. But a horse's face, inherited the characteristics of the blood of the desert, greatly diminished the beauty of her appearance and could barely count as moderate.

However, she was wearing a blue martial arts suit with a wide red belt at the waist and square iron pieces at the waist. There is a striking “two” inscribed on the iron sheet.

And she just got back from her family assignment, and she still has some frost left all over her body.

These creates a lean and compelling atmosphere for her.

So as soon as she stepped into the inn, the wind she had wrapped had left the entire inn dining room in silence.

“Bowl of slaves. Bye, miss!” When a middle-aged man saw indifference, he suddenly changed his face.

He stacked a smile on his face, bent down, bowed his back, took a few small steps, then pounced down on his knees and greeted his indifference.

One of the guys in the inn, watching this transition of middle-aged men, was a little dazed.

The tall bowl is tall and thick, with a slightly uncanny, somewhat ridiculous bowl. But the innkeepers couldn't laugh. The performance of this middle-aged servant underscored the power of indifference.

Some guys can't help but pinch a sweat for the source. Fang Yuan is their main customer. What's the difference? It's not good to be unable to take care of the inn business in the future.

More people pray in the dark in their hearts: the source of hope is best captured. It would be even worse if we really started a war and broke something in the inn.

Instead of looking at the bowl beneath her knees, her eyes stared closely at the square source, and a few big steps went to the table, the tone was so sharp: “Are you the square source? Looks like you're eating good. Oh, I wonder if you've ever had a fist? I'll give you a taste of it, maybe more. ”

That being said, the indifference did not begin immediately.

Square's behavior is too calm and weird. Is there anything hidden behind him?

“But it shouldn't be. I've investigated it before I got here. This source is the standard uncle who doesn't care about her grandmother and doesn't love her. Her parents died early and were kicked out of the house by her uncle and aunt. Plus his qualifications are only C, what kind of background can a weak teenager have?” I couldn't help but mumble in indifference.

But anyway, anomalies are demons. This is weird. We need to pry.

Fong Yuan smiled and glanced at his indifference: “Who told you I was Fong Yuan of the ancient moon? ”

When he stood still, he turned his head toward the tall bowl.

The tall bowl just stood up and suddenly knelt down, his forehead sweating cold, stuttering and not knowing how to answer: “Master, slave, slave...”

They have portraits of Square Source, but they all know that Square Source and Square are twin brothers, very close together.

“No wonder this teenager looks bullied. Turns out he's square, not square source.” For a time, the slaves around the indifference had this conjecture.

“Square is not comparable. The latter are but district C, alone and without any support. However, the former is a genius such as A, who was included in the clan chief at the Kai Dai Festival. As long as he grew up, his future was immense!” The indifference did not receive a positive answer from the high bowl, and I was more hesitant.

Only a bunch of guys in the corner of the inn know who Fong Yuan is at this time.

But either side, they can't afford it. So keep your mouth shut.

Fong Yuan was full, he stood up slowly and glanced indifferently: “Aren't you looking for Fong Yuan? Come with me, I'll take you to the dorm to find him. ”

“If this man is Fang Zheng in front of me, I don't want to offend him. If it is Fong Yuan, I will follow him closely, and I am not afraid of his impersonation.” Time flips through the mind of indifference and a decision is made.

“Okay, I'll go to school with you. Please!” Asympathetic side leaves a path flat, palms flashing, eyes flashing, indicating square source.

Fang Yuan smiled and stepped forward.

The indifference followed closely, followed by a group of slaves.

“It's dangerous. ”

“Finally gone. ”

“Even if it's a fight, it's none of our business. ”

Leaving a bunch of innkeepers, mostly with their chests patted, luckily.

A group of people came to the front door of the school.

“Somebody stop! ”

“Stop, the family school only allows free access for local magicians.” Two guards at the door stopped a group of people who were ignorant.

“Outrageous! You don't even know me? How dare you stop me.” The indifference swept the eyes of the two of them and scolded them.

“I dare not.” The guard hurried to his fists.

“Young ladies of indifference, the little ones have you in their hearts. But the rules are real, so, miss, you can be allowed to bring in a domestic slave. This is our biggest concession.” An old guard answered with respect.

She snorted indifferently, though reluctantly, but did not dare to blatantly disobey the rules in front of the people.

The Apathy family is strong, but it also makes a big deal of sense. Don't forget that in addition to the Apathy family, there are also Chikas fighting with their chambers. In addition to the Qi family, there is a clan of elders waiting to grab the handle of the Apathy family.

“All of you stay here and follow me in the bowl.” When I thought about it, my indifference gave the order.

When the bowl was high, his head was raised and his chest was raised, and his face was rejoicing: "Thank you, miss! ”

“Let's go, brother.” Indifference means a long smile in the direction.

The square surface is still flat, take the lead.

He came to the door of the dormitory, unlocked the lock and pushed the door open.

He stepped into the room and stopped.

The door was open and the room was empty at a glance, with simple layout and no one else at all.

He stood at the door, glanced inside and looked slightly heavy: "Brother, you better explain clearly, there is no one in the room! ”

Fang Yuan smiled slightly: "Am I not a man? ”

He stared at Fangyuan with indifference and his eyes flashed. He seemed to realize: "What I'm looking for is Ancient, Moon, Fang, Yuan! ”

Fang Yuan smiled softly: “I never said that I am not an ancient Yue Fang Yuan. ”