Nightmare Corrosion

"Sect Master, are you going to let him take people away like this?"

Qiu Luo lowered his head and stood beside Li Qinhu. The two of them stood on a window sill, watching Lu En slowly walk out of the White Bear Gate, with Malos following obediently behind him.

"Otherwise, are you his opponent?"

Li Qinhu had no expression on his face, staring at Lu En's back, clenching his fists unconsciously: "It's a pity that such a talent cannot be used by our White Bear Sect after all."

If he had some plans to recruit Lu En before and wanted to accept him as his disciple, then even if Lu En was willing, Li Qinhu would not dare to do so now. Lu En's character was definitely not to be inferior to others, and he saw this It was clear that neither he nor Mo Long could suppress this powerful dragon.

Although he was dissatisfied with his eldest disciple, in Li Qinhu's heart, Mo Long was always the best choice to inherit his legacy and mantle.

"Can this kind of strength also be explained by talent?"

Qiu Luo stood on the side, his tone was rarely full of frustration, but Li Qinhu sneered when he heard this: "Talent, no one can have this kind of talent, this is..."

His words suddenly stopped, and he turned to look at the door. A few seconds later, a White Bear disciple hurriedly walked out, with a strange expression of expectation but worry on his face.

"Master, the senior brother is coming back!"

"Well, Brother Lu, if you want to go home, I can have someone take you off. Why bother."

Lu En glanced at him, and Malos immediately swallowed back the words in his throat. Sitting on the chair felt like there was a needle stuck under his butt, almost restless, and his body kept shaking as the bus moved forward.

How pitiful it is that he is the second young master of the Meng family. He usually goes in and out of the upper class society. Everyone he meets is polite and polite. He is picked up and dropped off by a special car. Sometimes he is even served by a maid. When did he squeeze through the bus with a group of lower class people? .

If you tell me, people will laugh to death, okay?

But under the eaves, he had to lower his head. It was better to be laughed to death than beaten to death. Malos forced himself to control his crazy mood and prayed that he could reach his destination as soon as possible.

There were not many people on the bus, but the smell of sweat and food mixed with some weirder smells made Malos's face gradually turn pale. As the bus shook erratically, his face became more and more ugly. .

"Lu, Brother Lu, do you have it?"

His Adam's apple couldn't stop squirming, and his face was as ugly as a dead person. He covered his mouth while looking at Lu En with difficulty.

Motion sickness!

Lu En could see what was going on with Malos at a glance, and was a little speechless. He pulled out a white bag from under the chair and handed it to him, while not forgetting to warn: "Stay away from me!"

"Thank you, thank you. Ugh!"

A sour smell suddenly spread out and filled the carriage. Passengers around covered their noses and exploded.

"What are you doing!"

"Damn, I'm still eating!"

"Stop eating, I'm vomiting!"

Crunch!

The bus stopped, and under the murderous gazes of all the passengers, Lu En and Malos finally got off the bus.

"Oh my God, it's finally over, I thought I was going to die!"

There was an unknown object hanging from the corner of Malos's mouth. He was holding on to the street lamp next to him with one hand, showing an expression of surviving the disaster: "It's too scary. A lot of people will die every year. How do you endure it?"

"hehe."

Lu En glanced at him and patted his shoulder: "It's okay. Everything has a process of getting used to. I just need to take you to sit with you a few more times."

"What?!"

Malos's eyes suddenly widened, and he was extremely frightened: "Lu, Brother Lu, do you want to kill me like this?"

"Let's go, young master. Motion sickness won't kill anyone, but if you leave me more than three meters, I guarantee you will die happily!"

Lu En waved his hand, whether he was real or pretending, and walked towards home. Behind him, Malos's expression suddenly changed, and he rushed up: "Wait for me!"

The bus stop was still a few minutes away from Lu En's house. After walking for a while, Malos looked much better. He began to look around with a frown. There were dilapidated buildings everywhere, and even the ground was full of potholes. Some flower beds were planted with vegetables, but they were sparsely planted and many of them had been pulled up.

"Is this also a place where people can live? It's absolutely possible!" Halfway through subconsciously speaking, Malos remembered that Lu En also lived here, and he was so frightened that the conversation suddenly changed. At least he came back to his words.

"Brother Lu, living in a place like this is just too embarrassing for you. I didn't say that, as long as you want, you can choose any house in the city center here, except the mayor's hall, any place will do, even if I give you a meeting gift. "

"Don't talk about such a small place, even in the imperial capital, I also have several villas with good environment and large places. If you are willing, you can choose one of them. There are also special services!"

Malos was full of pride at first, patting his chest and speaking, and finally even winked at Lu En, as if you know what he was doing, and they almost became good buddies.

"Thank you very much, but I have already received the greeting gift."

Lu En was unmoved and chuckled. He took out a silver instrument from his arms and played with it in his hand. Malos's expression suddenly changed. His eyes followed the instrument for a long time before he said with a stiff smile: " That’s fine too!”

"I'm curious, you can develop such a thing, but why don't you even have a transcendent?" Lu En rubbed the transcendent suppressor in his hand. This thing is very simple to operate. It can be started by filling water, and it will automatically turn on when the water is poured out. Closed, Lu En tried for a long time but still couldn't figure out the principle.

The only thing that can be determined is that this should be a kind of creation that combines extraordinary and technological. The food spirit will have an extremely weak reaction to it. This cannot be achieved by just tinkering, and a force with such ability can cultivate A few extraordinary things should be very easy.

"Well, the reason is a bit complicated. It's not impossible to explain if you are willing."

Malos took a peek at Lu En's face and said, "The extraordinary power you speak of is generally called the evil spirit eroder. In other words, all extraordinary powers in the world are related to evil spirits."

At this time, he had followed Lu En into the three-story building. As he was talking, he suddenly saw Lu En raising his palms, and immediately closed his mouth. In confusion, the door in front of him opened with a click, and the two of them met. Lu Guang is planning to go out.

"I'm back. I'm going to visit the store tonight. Why don't you take a look at your sister?"

Lu Guang gave Lu En a few instructions before he saw Malos following behind him. He was stunned for a moment, but Malos responded quickly. He took a step forward and bowed respectfully: "Hello, uncle, I am Lu. Well, classmate, according to your custom, you can just call me Xiaoma."

"Ahem, you are too polite, Lu En, entertain your classmates well."

Lu Guang probably had never encountered such a battle before. He was a little embarrassed by Malos. He coughed lightly and explained a few words to Lu En before gradually leaving with doubts.

"How is it, Brother Lu, my performance is not bad." After Lu Guangyuan left, Malos returned the title without any violation and looked at Lu En with some flattery.

MMP in my heart and a smile on my face, what a talent!

Lu En glanced at Malos calmly: "Just call me Lu En."