Versatile Mage

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In the military building, Leng Qing slowly entered the empty room.

The military mages have already entered the battlefield, and they can't see a few left behind.

Leng Qing slowly walked to the room of Wang Xiaoyu. It was a small utility room, but it was neatly packed. The slightest mess that could be seen was just some gray fluff that didn’t pay attention...

"Sir, Wang Xiaoyu still has no military rank and can't be arranged in a regular military house. His brother is a Skyhawk Master. After his whereabouts are unknown, I see him pity and arrange him to live here, hanging the name of an animal trainer apprentice. ...how, this kid is not a big disaster." Xu Li, with a face full of pocks, asked cautiously.

Leng Qing stepped into the room with his cold heels and picked up a photo frame on the table.

On the photo frame, a young sunny military mage pressed the head of Wang Xiaoyu, who was only twelve or three years old, and his smile was very bright. Wang Xiaoyu was very reluctant. He thought he would believe that he would not grow tall after being touched. This spell.

Behind them there is a snow-white eagle, majestic, tall, and looking up at the head with a very proud look.

And Wang Xiaoying holds a gray egg in his hand. From his careful appearance, he can see that he loves it very much.

"This kid regards the pedigree of the pedigree as a treasure, and has been raised to the present. After all, it was given to him by his brother before he left. The animal battalion was not allowed to appear in this gray eagle, considering him. It’s the relatives of the victim. Everyone closes one eye. He is still young, and he is going to be the strongest Skyhawk Master in the West Fortress. I know that he has violated the military order, but he should not be alarmed. The deputy presiding judge personally came to ask the sin, the adult really wants to punish, just look at his younger..." The Xu Li tamer who is full of numbness does not know what happened, but only pleads for mercy.

Xu Li and Wang Xiaoyu’s brother are just nodding. Xu Li is very strict and impatient with Wang Xiaoyu on the surface, but after all, he still feels distressed by this poor little devil. Seeing that he will be 18 years old, he can officially enter the mage. Li does not want him to be driven out like this.

"You can help me with his things and give it to me. In addition, let you give him a title of Skyhawk Master. He understands." Leng Qing put the photo frame back on the table and took Wang Xiaoyu to the name. The Mazi face trainer said.

"Mr. Skyhawk, are you giving him the rank of Master of the Skyhawk??" Xu Li looked at the cold blue with some incredible.

However, soon Xu Li discovered something again, his face changed suddenly, his voice chilled down, and he continued with a tone he could not believe: "What did you say, chase...add?"

Granting the title of the Skyhawk Master and adding the Skyhawk Master title are two concepts! !

The grant is that the party personally obtained the title from the chief, and the addition is that the party has been unable to collect it himself... because the person is dead!

The level of Xu Li is not high. He doesn't know what happened in the strategic meeting room of the West Fortress. When the people of this level appeared in the cold, Xu Li thought he had a big disaster.

"I am sorry, we did not protect him." Cold Qing said to Xu Li.

Xu Li is frozen all over.

I can't believe this fact... One year, he can officially become a military mage.

No one knows more than Xu Li how much he wants to be a formal soldier, and only Xu Li knows that he wants to be the Skyhawk Master like his brother. Even if his eagle feathers are gray, this determination has always been Did not shake.

Xu Li feels a little breathless and he wants to know what happened.

"Xu Li, Xu Li, beastmaster, Xu Li, beastmaster..."

Suddenly there was a shout from a logistician outside the military house. This voice echoed for a long time, and Xu Li did not return.

"I... I am here." Xu Li said weakly.

"There is a red eagle flying out to your Skyhawk whistle. Someone recognizes the eagle, it seems that you are raising it. You are not sure if you want to kill it. Come over!" The logistics staff shouted.

Xu Li was puzzled for a while, he couldn't remember what he had raised in the gray-red eagle...

"Look at the past." Leng Qing said

The two quickly walked away from Xiaoyan’s room and walked to the Tianying Sentinel in three steps.

There are a group of logistics personnel around, and there are also several combatants. They are surrounded by the whistle platform and want to come to hesitate to be an enemy.

Leng Qing and Xu Li went to the whistle platform, just to see a gray-red sky eagle flew up and down in the low air...

The red eagle flew a little hard, and on several occasions it felt like it would fall to the ground all at once, but eventually it would still flap its wings and rise.

Finally, this gray-red eagle is near, it is only 50 meters away from the whistle.

Xu Lizhen had his eyes wide and his eyes were shocked.

Yes, he never raised any red eagle, because he did not think that the red smudge was shocking blood! !

It’s not a red sky eagle, it’s a gray sky eagle, it’s full of blood, on the head, on the neck, on the wings, on the body, on the claws... there is no wound that can’t see the cockroach, no I can't see the red blood in one place.

The blood is still dripping down, covering its gray feathers and dyeing it red! ! !

Xu Li joined the army for decades and saw too many lives and deaths. He already knows what tears are...

It can be seen that the gray eagle, which is covered in blood, stumbles and falls on the Tianying whistle platform. When the gray eagle’s back is carrying a boy with no life, the hot tears are spewing. come out! !

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Leng Qing was equally shocked.

This gray eagle...

It will be backed by Wang Xiaoyu! !

From that far, it passed through half of the battlefield of **** hurricanes, and backed its little master "in good condition."

Blood must be drained!

Gray feather red red! !

This pedigree, which was mixed with blood, never stood up again. It fell in front of everyone, and the half-broken head turned to Wang Xiaoyu’s position, and there was no more rotation in his eyes...

It is dead.

Leng Qing has seen too many noble pedigrees, their fighting power is extremely powerful, the feathers are extremely white, from now on, it will only remember this mixed-race, gray feathered eagle.

The master is like this, the same is true for the beast, and the respectable one can only cry silently!

(I finally got home, but I just hit this story. Considering that I can't write well when I read it, I can only write this chapter with the pain of the neck broken... In any case, everyone should support the support that is not easy. Uncle. In the next chapter, nature can't let the bad guys go unpunished!!)