If you didn't know what Junan was trying to make, An Ruoran would even suspect that he had a masochistic tendency. Even though he was beaten up just now, the highness still came over to chat with him as if nothing had happened. An Ruoran even suspected that if he had beaten him harder just now, would His Highness Junan hug his thighs and cry and begged him to accept him as his younger brother?

With this idea, An Ruoran really had the urge to swing two more punches when he saw the little white face. However, after Junan promised to release Cole and provide fine wine and food, Vivian and Naya both calmed down and reluctantly accepted his repeated apology. After comforting the little loli and pet, Junan naturally smiled and took a few steps forward, aiming at An Ruoran who was repairing the chariot...

"Okay, I accept your apology." An Ruoran rolled his eyes helplessly. He felt that the noise of this guy was comparable to the noise when refining the Soul Stone. However, after a moment of pause, he secretly hooked his fingers and signaled Jun An to come over: "Your Highness, I know what you are thinking. Every prince who wants to be an emperor likes to collect famous generals and counselors. But the problem is that I am just a mid-level demon caster, and it is not worth your waste of time and energy."

"Damn, have you seen through it?" Jun An shrugged his shoulders meaninglessly, showing a bit of embarrassment. But when An Ruoran thought he was going to give up, the highness slowly stroked his chin and suggested without any reason: "Then, how about we go have a drink? The red wine and girls in Jiade City are very good!"

"Eh, are you listening to me?" An Ruoran patted his forehead helplessly and gave up his interest in continuing to entangle. Junan still kept smiling and patted his shoulder gently and said, "Mr. An, you are right. Now I do need a magic casting master - let's put it simply, my father's birthday is coming, and he likes Master Victor's works very much, so..."

"That's very simple. You just need goat's milk, so there is no need to take the goat home." An Ruoran shrugged. It seems that this highness did not like his ability, but his special identity. "Give him a reasonable price. I will cast a few pieces of real gems. Then you can send someone to pick them up."

"The price is not a problem, but I'm afraid you have to go to the imperial capital with me." Junan said slightly, and before An Ruoran spoke, "I mean, although the arms smuggling case was roughly solved, you and Vivian, as witnesses in this case, must go to the imperial capital for investigation. By the way, I forgot to tell you something that Duke Stan died mysteriously two hours ago, and it is said that he committed suicide by taking poison. In this way, the clues of the investigation were interrupted, and the envoy behind the scenes were also..."

As he said this, Junan sighed helplessly, looking confused and confused. An Ruoran smiled and had not taken over this dangerous topic - did Junan really not know, or was he pretending to be stupid? Perhaps his sigh was because of his annoyance and lost the opportunity to attack someone... So in fact, the reason why this highness put down his airs and wanted to win over was that in addition to his special casting technique, he might also intend to add some testimony to his confession?

"I'm not that stupid. What's my business about fighting for the throne? But when it comes to going to Andorra..." An Ruoran quickly turned his mind to repair the Yunlong chariot as if nothing had happened - for the sake of the two soul stones, he really wanted to go to Andorra to meet Christine. And speaking of that, Miss Weiya had also invited her to Andorra as a guest, and perhaps she would ask her for help in finding the Tower of Heaven.

"Okay, then when you leave, please inform me." After a moment of silence, An Ruoran finally nodded slowly and continued to repair the chariot. Junan watched with interest. Not only did he not want to leave, but instead suggested with a smile: "It seems that your bone horse is not very strong. Maybe you should use real horses to drive the chariot. So, do you want me to give you two good horses?"

"No, although I admit that the bone horse is indeed too fragile." An Ruoran focused on casting. Until the entire wheel returned to normal, he snapped his fingers as if nothing had happened: "Fortunately, after I was promoted to the intermediate level of the demon casting master, there are several more bone beasts that can be summoned."

Before the crisp snap of fingers fell, two giants had slowly stepped out of the black hole, and the roaring sound suddenly echoed over the entire jungle. Jun'an's face changed slightly, and he subconsciously took a few steps back, and reluctantly smiled: "Mr. An, I must admit that you surprised me again!"

At this moment, the two summoned beasts entrenched beside An Ruoran were giant bone tigers that were enough to compete with the intermediate warriors. The light golden skeleton was strong and steady, and it was not easy to defeat even if it was bombarded with magic. The green eyes shone in the deep pupils, like two beacons at night; accompanied by a low roar, four naked fangs closed interlaced, and the length of just nearly ten centimeters was enough to make people feel heartbroken...

"How about these two bone tigers compare to war horses?" Under An Ruoran's command, the seemingly ferocious bone beast was like a docile kitten, and obediently took on the driving task. An Ruoran held Vivian and stepped onto the chariot, but turned around and said to Junan: "Then, I will say goodbye first! According to the agreement, I hope you can release Marquis Cole and his family as soon as possible."

With the roaring sound, two bone tiger men stood up and drove away in a chariot, speeding a few minutes faster than the bone horse. Jun'an took a few steps back slightly, avoiding the rolling smoke and dust. Looking at the shadow of the car that suddenly disappeared within a few minutes, the highness suddenly smiled and slowly stroked his chin and said, "Very good, maybe his value is not just a magic caster - so the trouble is that I seem to be more and more interested in him..."

"An An, have you been successfully promoted to the middle level?" The moment the chariot started, Naya came out of Vivian's arms and asked impatiently, "Let's explain honestly, what are the uses of your new skills? Especially the clone and the Blood Assistant, it seems very interesting."

"That is the new ability obtained after the promotion, and it is only a part of it." An Ruoran smiled proudly, and the werewolf blood servant slowly appeared under his call. "You all know that when my soul fire is upgraded, the Qibao that is fused in my body will also improve its ability and even discover new effects. But this time the harvest is really beyond my expectations, and it can almost be said to be a great harvest."

Overall, his ability improvement can be divided into two types - the continued development of the original Qibao and the emergence of the Qibao. The former is an example, the Blood Soul Spear, Medusa Shield and the Bone Beast Ring Belt are all Qibaos he originally had, but after the soul fire was improved, the new abilities of these three were developed.

The petrochemical technique of Medusa Shield has just been shown on the battlefield. Although it is limited by An Ruoran's strength and is invalid for enemies above the middle level, it is enough to deal with the unfavorable situation of group fights. What's more, as An Ruoran's soul fire continues to improve, the level of petrochemical technique will become higher and higher, so the prospect is naturally worth looking forward to.

As for the Blood Soul Spear, its main evolution is reflected in the summoning Blood Suit. Judging from the memories left by Victor, the Blood Soul Spear can suck their souls into the Blood Soul Crystal after killing the enemy and refine them into the loyal Blood Suit. Although it can only have three at most, as the Blood Soul Spear continues to absorb the killed souls, the Blood Suit's ability will continue to increase, and can even be transformed into a blood demon with a strong strength comparable to the super-level powerhouse.

In addition, the Bone Beast Ring Belt can now summon mid-level bone beasts, represented by Bone Tiger and Bone Vulture. Bone Tiger is good at attacking and has amazing destructive power; while the Bone Vulture has a strange flight speed, which is most suitable for tracking and investigation. However, An Ruoran is obviously not satisfied. He dreams of having a flying bone beast of some kind of huge size that can allow the chariot to fly in the air. Of course, the realization of this dream is not impossible, but it will take until he is promoted to a high-level demon caster...

"In this way, even if we face that bastard Nicholas again, we can at least protect ourselves!" After hearing An Ruoran's narration, Naya couldn't help but twist her butt to celebrate. Vivian habitually bit her fingers, but she suddenly remembered something: "An An, what's going on with that clone?"

"Well, that's a new treasure in my body, which seems to be called the Shadow Demon Ring." An Ruoran patted her little head and sorted out her thoughts, "In fact, to put it bluntly, it's just to turn my shadow into my clone. However, because my soul fire is not strong enough, this clone only has 30% of my ability, so it's still a good idea to fool people."

"So, can he do the same thing as An An?" Vivian raised his head uneasy and looked very cute when he bit his finger. An Ruoran was stunned and replied in surprise: "Although it is relatively weak, it is theoretically feasible. But Vivian, why do you care about this very much?"

"Of course, because this is very important!" Vivian bulged her fat cheeks and said complacently, "Then before I go to bed, I can listen to An An tell a story first, and then listen to An An's clone tell a story..."

"Idiot!" Naya leisurely spit out a smoke ring and sneered at her nose, "But if you are disobedient, An An will slap your ass, and then An An's clone will slap your ass too! In addition, if you marry An An, An An, on the wedding night... Well, what are you doing, I haven't finished talking yet!"

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