"Oh..." Edel lengthened his voice and winked: "Are you thinking about your little lover again?"

Chu Ming, who was still thinking, suddenly heard this sentence and almost choked on his saliva, "Ahem, what a little lover, I have a name, Isabel."

"Yes, yes, I said, brother, relax, we will be able to reach the royal capital in a few days, there is nothing to worry about."

Chu Ming glanced at him and said, "I can't explain it to you, a single guy."

"You and I……"

Although he didn't know what Chu Ming meant by being single, he felt as if he had been insulted.

"Forget it, Master Edel, I'm going to kill the pig."

After saying that, Edel dragged the wild boar to deal with it.

After Edel left, Allen asked with concern: "Narende, are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Chu Ming sighed, "I just didn't receive the letter Isabel sent to the Wizard Tower. She might think I had an accident."

"Now I just hope that she can receive the letter I asked Maria to send."

Allen listened silently and suddenly suggested: "Narende, how about you teach me witchcraft."

"Things have already happened. It's useless to worry about it. It's better to do something to divert attention."

Chu Ming was stunned and said with a smile: "Alan, your personality seems to be more cheerful."

"Yeah……"

Allen touched his face, feeling a little embarrassed.

Chu Ming continued to smile and said: "If you want to learn witchcraft, you can. Do you want to learn something traditional or something new?"

"Traditional? New?"

Allen is a little confused. Can this witchcraft still tell the difference between old and new?

Chu Ming saw the doubt in his eyes, stood up, and found the empty space in front of him.

"Look carefully." Chu Ming stretched out his right hand, "This is traditional blood witchcraft."

Thousand-hand mandala.

Purple color spread from Chu Ming's hands and came to Allen.

The little fat man swallowed his saliva and nodded.

Chu Ming dispelled the witchcraft and stretched out the rings in both hands.

"Did you see the ring on my finger?"

"This is how spiritual witchcraft is currently driven."

"Spiritual witchcraft?"

Allen looked confused. He had never heard of spiritual witchcraft.

Chu Ming smiled slightly, and the rings on his hands flashed according to a certain pattern. A simple thorn spreading witchcraft appeared, and thorns appeared from behind him, as flexible as snakes.

Allen was completely confused. He couldn't see the difference between the so-called spiritual witchcraft and blood witchcraft.

But as the thorns in Chu Ming's hands changed, and one witchcraft after another appeared in his hands, the little fat man's eyes gradually changed from confusion to surprise.

"Narende...how do you know so much witchcraft?!"

"I remember those wizards were not that powerful!"

The corners of Chu Ming's mouth raised, "Actually, there is only one thing I know, and that is witchcraft runes."

"Although this is still just a start-up system, it should be enough for you."

Allen's breathing became rapid, and he stood up excitedly, "Narende, which great wizard invented this?!"

Chu Ming smiled slightly and pointed at himself.

"ah?!"

The little fat man's eyes were completely confused, and then there was a look of shock that could not be concealed on his face.
Chapter completed!