"Sir, we have arrived at No. 14 Vito Street." Beside the street, the carriage driver pulled the reins and reminded in time.
The wheels of the carriage gradually stopped turning, and Renn handed the coachman a silver coin without asking for change, and got out of the carriage under his respectful eyes.
This is the temporary residence of the old goat, a single-family house. The garden in front is planted with roses, crape myrtle, mint and other flowers.
The door is open, and as soon as you enter, you are greeted by a carpeted porch with two high-back chairs and an umbrella stand.
Through the porch is a spacious living room. The walls are covered with light-colored wallpaper, the floor is painted dark brown, a small rug with a printed pattern is spread in the middle, and a heavy round table is placed.
On the smooth tabletop, there are four witch formations with complicated patterns engraved on them. Red, blue, green, and yellow lights flow through the patterns. There are also some materials and tools placed on the edge of the tabletop.
Fang Baishi, red flame crystal powder, wind eye wood, loess core, blue sand solution... Renn glanced at it. Thanks to the materials class he had taken at Bushen University and reading several extraordinary materials illustrations, he could recognize some of them.
thing.
The old goat did not greet Ren. He held a white ring with his fingers. He first used a special small steel knife to draw a certain pattern, and then picked up a thin purple needle to carve runes.
After doing all this, he picked up a small brush, dipped it in some blue sand solution, smeared the ring one stroke at a time, and used a needle to poke shallow holes from time to time.
Ren stood with his hands behind his hands and said nothing, quietly observing his actions. He could not compare to an [Array Transformation Warlock] in terms of rune formation.
despair!
The old goat threw the ring painted in light blue into the center of the table, and tapped the void with his fingers according to a certain rhythm, and streams of white light flew out.
The blue ring was held up by white light and shuttled back and forth regularly among the four witch formations. Each bright rune was imprinted on it and then quickly disappeared.
"call!"
Exhaling a breath of turbid air, the old goat hooked his index finger with his right hand, and the blue ring slowly flew over and was put on his finger.
"Hahahaha! Ahhahahaha! I am indeed a genius. If I just work hard, I will be the greatest warlock in the history of Faloran.
How can I be so handsome, so smart, and so talented, and how can others live like this?" The old goat looked up to the sky and laughed.
As he spoke, he raised his right palm. Except for his thumb, he was wearing rings of different colors, four in total.
Ren twitched the corner of his mouth, shrugged his shoulders and said: "It's dawn, Master Nicholas. If you don't wake up, I can slap you twice to refresh you."
He felt that after the other party was promoted to the fourth level, he completely let himself go.
Rolling his eyes, the old goat looked like he was pointing his nostrils, and said proudly: "Boy Ren, what do you know? I have improved the combination formation. The repulsion and interference between the formations have been reduced. Compared with before, the power has been greatly improved.
Thirty percent!
Next time you meet that idiot Duke Tucker and that bitch Marquis Fenner, teach them how to behave in a minute!"
"Okay, okay, you are the best, specializing in treating all kinds of dissatisfaction." After a casual remark, Renn took out a silver pocket watch with a branch pattern from his suit pocket.
In fact, he also understood that Lao Goat was indeed very powerful in the art of formations, and there were very few warlocks at the beginning of the fourth level who could perform four-overlapping formations.
After snapping open the cover of his pocket watch and taking a glance at the time, Ren said, "There's still enough time. Let's get ready. It's time for us to set off."
"Wait a minute, I need to change clothes." The old goat glanced at the slightly dirty warlock robe.
An hour later, the old goat in a suit and leather tie stood in front of a full-length mirror, applying hairspray and combing all the hair on his forehead into a chic back hairstyle.
"Are you done with your grinding?" Ren said impatiently, sitting on a recliner nearby.
Poof─poof─
The old goat picked up a bottle of men's perfume, sprayed it on his body, and shouted: "What's the rush? Wait a minute. I'm making my grand finale tonight, so I can't be hasty."
Seeing his extremely coquettish actions, extremely narcissistic posture and tone, it was Ren's turn to roll his eyes this time.
"You are more particular than women, do you want to put on eye shadow and lipstick?" Ren teased.
"That's not necessary. I am already the most handsome and handsome man, and I can no longer steal the limelight from the beauties." The old goat coughed lightly, picked up the cane inlaid with gems, and invited him to set off together.
After the two of them left the house, they took a public carriage to the villa area above the street and got off in front of a certain wrought iron door.
Glancing at the yard behind the iron gate where birds were singing and flowers were fragrant, the old goat sounded a little confused: "Whose house is this and why are you here?"
"The home of a pretty widow." Ren replied calmly.
To be precise, it is the house of Baron Camel. He just came here not long ago, bullied an orphan and a widowed mother, and took some precious artistic images.
Lao Shan started to wink and smiled very obscenely: "Tsk, tsk, that's amazing, I didn't expect you to be so good at this.
But it’s normal. Young people like you mostly like mature and charming wives.”
"Do you think you and I have the same moral character? Mrs. Ellie and I have a normal relationship between a man and a woman.
Don't look at me with that dirty look of yours, I already have a name and I won't fool around outside." Ren said without blushing.
hehe!
Grinning his teeth, the old goat couldn't help but laugh like a pig. He pointed at a tall maple tree and said loudly:
"Men are all woodpeckers. Occasionally they will stop on a tree, lower their heads, work diligently or take a rest.
But when he raised his head and flew up, he could see a large dense forest, which is every man's dream!"
"There are still good men in this world, it's just not you." Ren retorted weakly, a little lacking in confidence.
The old goat looked disdainful and didn't bother to defend himself. In his opinion, only birds without wings (no ability or capital) could not fly around.
For a man who is rich and powerful and can get girls at will, the possibility of not taking any trouble is very small.
For extraordinary people, their greater energy than ordinary people makes most of them more romantic. Especially for high-level extraordinary people, secular etiquette can no longer restrain them, regardless of whether they are men or women.
According to surveys, master-level extraordinary beings, even those in the St. Joan Empire, which has the most rigid rules, have had an average of more than twenty members of the opposite sex in their lives. For the strong, it is too easy to hook up with the opposite sex. If you don’t take the initiative, there will be someone.
Come and post it.
Not long after, Mrs. Ai Li walked over elegantly wearing silver high-heeled shoes and a light white high-waist gauze skirt.
The old goat's eyes widened when he saw it, and he reached out and poked Ren's arm: "You kid actually has the nerve to quibble. You are a shameful winner in life, and you have already acquired such a top-notch product."
Ignoring the strong jealousy in his tone, Ren curled his lips and said, "Stop talking nonsense and get in the car!"
