The Good For Nothing Seventh Young Lady's

Mysterious Old Man (2)

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Chapter 115-

Chapter 115 - The Mysterious Old Man Part 2

“It is better for you to familiarize yourself with the skills of a witch first. Don't be too greedy, because you won't be able to absorb it all. If you want both parties to be compatible with each other, you should have a deeper understanding of them. 'Xiu pointed at him.

Shen Yanxiao could only drop the idea she was holding, and continue to fight to the death with the magician books in her hands.

During this time, a series of footsteps came from the stairs towards the second floor.

Shen Yanxiao immediately put away the Light Congealing Crystal, then immediately hid in a dark place.

The old man in charge of watching over the Warlock Tower was carrying a crystal lamp as he hurriedly walked towards the dense darkness covering the second floor. He quietly walked until he was in front of the bookshelf, and carefully placed the stack of books from his hands on the bookshelf. After which, he turned around and returned to the first floor.

Seeing the old man leave, Shen Yanxiao could not help but be somewhat touched.

Inside that huge tower, there was only an old man guarding it. He seems to spend all his time every day to refine some of these books — put his heart and soul into attending these books that no one has touched in all this time.

Shen Yanxiao walked over to where the old man had previously put down some books, and took out some of them.

They were only a few curse technique skill books and a few notebooks.

Shen Yanxiao's vision was very quickly drawn to an endless dilapidated sheepskin book. The old book clearly recorded the notes on the inside, regarding each stage of the witch's path. Not only are there details about the combination curse technique even that, on the side, there are comments about the detailed state of the single-based curse technique that the combinational curse technique is absolutely necessary.

This note was practically charcoal sent in mid-winter to Shen Yanxiao, as this was the thing she needed the most at the moment.

'Yun Qi's. '

It was clear that this book full of records had been personally written by someone named Yun Qi, and saw the level of depravity possessed by the sheepskin, he said, this book has at least fifty to sixty years of history.

Could the old man …

Shen Yanxiao quickly destroyed her own conjecture, as Xiu had verified that there was not the slightest bit of magic and Dou Qi in the old man's body. He was just an ordinary old man who could no longer be normal. If he was an expert, it would be impossible for him to not feel his arrival the past few days.

No matter who this Yun Qi was, just this notebook alone was extremely important to Shen Yanxiao. He immediately put the sheepskin book into his storage ring. After which, he quietly departed from the inside of the magician tower.

As Shen Yanxiao walked out, the magic tower welcomed the rarely seen guests.

“It's been years. Are you still not tired? ”The guest was a white-bearded old man who seemed to be around sixty or seventy years old. He was wearing a white robe that covered his entire body, which seemed to be extremely majestic and elegant. Above the appearance of his age was a pair of sharp eyes that carried a trace of a smiling expression.

The library manager who immersed himself in the pile of books unhurriedly raised his head. Glancing at the guest, he once again lowered his head and continued to refine the book in his hands.

“Why should I be tired? All of these books were the most valuable part of the wealth for the witches; I could not lose them in my hands. Instead, Ouyang Huanyu, the dean of the Holy Roland School, why do you seem to have the time to lower your honor, and come to this place of mine? "

Unexpectedly, the guests who were currently visiting the Warlock Tower were not just anyone. He was precisely the dean of the world famous Holy Roland School, Ouyang Huanyu, and also the strongest magician in the Long Xuan Empire.

“I'm here just to see if you, these elders, still insist on this meaningless task. "Ouyang Huanyu looked at the completely empty Warlock Tower and gently sighed.

It used to be a gathering place for a galaxy full of talent, but along with the withering path of witches, the magician branch had not recruited a single student in the past few decades.