Chapter 19: The Ancient Yunlong Chariot (This chapter is free)

But after just two rounds and turns, the array of hundreds of soldiers was destroyed, and Thomas, Philip and Bill were directly buried in the chaos. In the horrifying eyes of dozens of remaining soldiers, the chariots roared out of the valley and disappeared into the rolling smoke and dust. Only the loud noise echoed in the valley and the moans of the soldiers, indicating that everything just now was not a dream...

As he walked northward, the chariot driven by the bone horse galloped along the wasteland, making the creatures along the way avoid it in panic. An Ruoran leaned lazily on the throne, regulating the exhausted soul fire while also examining the results of the fifteen consecutive days of casting. The fifteen days of seclusion casting made his image look a bit savage, but while he was sighing in the mirror, he was also filled with compassion.

Gently summoned the soul fire, An Ruoran carefully observed the color change of the soul fire, nodded slightly satisfied - fifteen days ago, the soul fire remained red, only slightly exposed silver light at the edge of the periphery; however, after continuous super-level casting, most of the soul fire has been transformed into silver, and only the core light is still flashing red light. However, according to Victor's memory, the core is also the most difficult place to change, so it still takes several times more energy and time.

"I'm not satisfied, this is the fastest upgrade speed I've ever seen!" Naya held a cigar in her mouth and patted the chariot like a master. Looking at the exquisite structures everywhere, this demon dragon who had seen countless gems was also moved by it, and couldn't help but sigh slightly: "Good thing, good thing! This chariot is a perfect combination of weapons and art... An An, what name do you plan to give it? I think Naya's name is very good!"

"Oh, it turns out that a dragon can be so shameless." An Ruoran kicked away Naya, who was planning to engrave on the wall of the car, pondered and looked at the chariot. After a while, when he noticed the two divine dragon patterns entrenched in the clouds on the wall of the car, he couldn't help but feel moved and smiled and said, "I understand, then it's called Yunlong..."

"Yunlong?" Vivian tilted his little head for a while, bit his finger and nodded. Although Naya, who was kicked away, was still complaining repeatedly, thinking that the name was extremely vulgar. While speaking, the Yunlong chariot had crossed the field and rushed into the vast desert that was uninhabited. Driven by the two bone horses, its speed suddenly doubled, sweeping past like a rush and lightning, causing Vivian to exclaim.

"Can't you stand this? In fact, Yunlong's speed can be faster..." After gently pinching Vivian's cheek, An Ruoran's tone was full of pride. This alien chariot, which borrowed from the design of the ancient chariot in the Spring and Autumn Period, had a light body and a steady chassis. Coupled with the tireless control of the bone horse, the speed was naturally unimaginable. Relying on the unique magic circle in the throne, the entire chariot could actually communicate with the main driver, achieving a perfect combination of the car and the human being.

Taking An Ruoran's current abilities as an example, the bone horse that drives the chariot completely obeys his command and does not need a driver at all. This is a huge advantage. The Blood Soul Spear and Medusa Shield he possesses can also convey superpowers to the chariot, making the chariot an external incarnation. Imagine, when An Ruoran rises to the intermediate level, high level or even super level, what kind of terrifying power will the newly developed Qibao abilities in his body be combined with the Yunlong chariot?

In his excited imagination, Yunlong ran in the desert for several hours and finally arrived at an abandoned hunter's hut when it was dark. After working all day, the three of them ate some dry food and rested. An Ruoran generously gave the hut to Vivian and Naya, and he made some night on the straw pile outside the door. When Vivian walked into the hut with Naya in his arms, he kept wavering to An Ruoran and said good night to him with a smile.

"It's really a cute little girl. If she doesn't have amnesia and won't transform..." Looking at the little loli's sweet smile, An Ruoran couldn't help but show a knowing smile. Speaking of which, Vivian is actually really a child, not sophisticated and has no social experience, but it is precisely because of her silly that she is particularly loving!

As he sighed so, he leaned gently on the straw pile, silently thinking about his own thoughts under the moonlight. Looking at the stars that were gradually brightening, he suddenly thought of another world and couldn't help but sigh deeply. Traveling through time means not seeing parents and relatives and friends, it means no computer available, no TV to watch, no ice cream to eat, and it means no whistle to the beauties in the street with short skirts. Thinking of this, An Ruoran couldn't help but shake his head and sigh helplessly: "Meow, if I had known that I would have traveled through time, I would have brought this encyclopedia... Oh, what is that?"

In his astonished sight, a white object was squirming and slowly crawling. An Ruoran was a little surprised, but he held the wooden stick without hesitation, intending to give a blow. But a few seconds later, Vivian suddenly exposed his little head from under the white blanket and said with annoyance: "An An, I can't sleep... Can you tell me a story, okay?"

Because she was already asleep, the little loli only had her close-fitting underwear, exposing most of her skin to the blanket. An Ruoran looked at the young but gradually developing her hair, and suddenly felt the blood surged one after another. A thought in her mind was clamoring wildly - "It's reasonable to push down the innocent, it's reasonable to push down the evil!"

But before he could stretch out his claws, Vivian just raised his head and bumped him with a light bang. Two seconds later, An Ruoran's unscrupulous nose suddenly burst out with bitter blood. Vivian was shocked and quickly sat down cross-legged, forcing An Ruoran to lie flat on her legs. Under the faint moonlight, the little loli imitated the adults, patted his forehead gently for him, and occasionally puffed up her cheeks to blow out a sweet breath...

At this moment, the tender little face was a bit mature, which really made me feel like a virtuous housewife. An Ruoran lay down and looked up at Vivian's imitation, but couldn't help but be funny and moved. The two of them played for a while, and Vivian finally patted his chest gently and breathed a long sigh: "Fortunately, fortunately, it finally stopped! An An, am I very awesome? I learned it myself!"

Her little face had a complacent expression, as if this was a great thing. An Ruoran couldn't help but smile, but she also tactfully praised her repeatedly, making Vivian smile, and couldn't help but slap him as a reward. However, in such close contact with the little loli, An Ruoran felt that his heart was rising, so he hurriedly changed the topic and talked about the magic caster competition that he was about to participate in.

According to the information Vivian had inquired in advance, this competition has prepared extremely abundant prizes and invited many famous founders to participate, so it can be regarded as one of the few grand events in recent years. Although magic casters above the level rarely participate in such competitions, a few people appeared as judges this time, so Victor played by An Ruoran also participated in the competition, which did not look so weird and conspicuous.

"But why do you have to participate in the competition?" An Ruoran heard Vivian explain for a long time, but couldn't help but have such an idea. "Anyway, our goal is to attract the attention of the Stan family. As long as you report Victor's name, you can go around the field with a cool breeze in the competition, the effect should be similar!"

"Then, that's OK!" Vivian bit his finger and hesitated after a while, "But An An, are you willing to give up this opportunity to participate? I heard that several prizes are very valuable, and the winning magic casting master will also receive a kind invitation from major families. Moreover, it is said that the messengers of the Tower of Heaven may also come to the scene to observe..."

"Wait, are you talking about the messenger of the Tower of Heaven?" An Ruoran was slightly stunned and shouted in disbelief. Compared to the prizes and invitations from the aristocratic families, Vivian's last words immediately made him ecstatic. If he could meet that messenger, perhaps he could have a way to directly enter the Tower of Heaven, why bother to advance towards the holy founder?

As soon as she thought about this, An Ruoran immediately made up his mind. After thinking for a while, he gently stroked Vivian's hair and coaxed her to tell the rules of the competition. Speaking of which, there was nothing new and surprising about this competition. It was nothing more than selecting twelve contestants from the contestants and evaluating them by several judges. As for the evaluation criteria, they were measured from several aspects - such as the grade of the work, the magical use of the work, the technique of casting the work, and the efficiency.

"Do you still have to take the level of the school work? This seems a bit troublesome..." If you talk about the wonderful uses and casting techniques, An Ruoran is still a little confident with Victor's memory and his creativity. But when it comes to the level of the work, with his current strength, he can only cast mid-level treasures, so why should he fight against those high-level and super-level magic casters?

"That, actually level doesn't mean everything!" Seeing his frowning expression, Vivian couldn't help but gently hold his arm and comforted him a few words. An Ruoran looked at her cute appearance and couldn't help but smile and embraced her in his arms, and gently pinched his fat little face: "I understand, in short, I will definitely find a way to win, for myself and for you, Vivian!"

Under the clear moonlight, An Ruoran looked up slightly at the sky, and a faint smile gently overflowed from the corner of her mouth. Vivian bit her fingers and looked at the young face bathed in the clear light. She suddenly felt her heart beating violently. She felt the heartfelt love and smelled the strange masculine aura. The girl who had just started to fall in love was a little frightened, but she was reluctant to push the man around her away...

"Well, An An is the best!" After a long time, Vivian couldn't help but murmur, hiding her hot little face into An Ruoran's arms. But a few seconds later, she couldn't help biting her finger and wonderingly: "But why did An An hide a stick in her pants?"
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