Ling Yi didn't know how the maid reported it to the old monster. In short, after waiting for a while, the maid ran to open the door tremblingly.

"I'll lead you. The master is waiting for you in the study?" The maid said carefully, her attitude was quite reserved. She really didn't know what the old monster said to her.

"Then I'll trouble you."

Ling Yi replied casually, his eyes swept around the furniture and the hall decorations. At first glance, he was actually carefully observing whether there were any magic fluctuations.

After all, it is the enemy's nest. Even if the servants and the emperor are not there, there is also an old magician who has lived for hundreds of years. It is really unscientific that his family does not make any adjustments.

Under the guidance of the maid, Ling Yi came to the study where an old monster was.

The quiet corridor, although there are bright lights above your head, makes people feel a dull and gloomy atmosphere.

"The master is inside. Then, I'll take my leave first." At the entrance of the study, the maid bowed respectfully and left.

Ling Yi raised his hand silently and tapped on the door.

The knocking sound passed through the door, as if it was sinking into the sea without any response.

Very abrupt-

"Come in." A hoarse, completely different voice sounded.

Ling Yi raised his eyebrows, opened the door and walked in.

The interior of the study room is very empty, and the area is almost the same as a living room, or even larger.

However, there is very little furniture. An old office desk, small bookcase, and two single sofas form the overall decoration. To be honest, it is very inconsistent with this empty space, giving people a lonely impression.

It is also worth mentioning that there is no light in the study room. The only thing that can be called a light source is the moonlight that falls in from the window on the left, and the desk and bookcase on the right are dim.

There was a person sitting there on the sofa bathed in the moonlight.

However, from Ling Yi's perspective, he couldn't see the person's appearance clearly. I don't know if it was a coincidence or intentional way, but the part above his neck was hidden in the shadow, which inexplicably added a bit of mystery and weirdness.

Even so, when Ling Yi saw the hunched and thin body, he had already confirmed the identity of this person in his heart.

"Sit down." The owner of this villa made a hoarse voice.

Ling Yi sat opposite him and said, "You don't seem to be surprised, Matsuki Dirty Inkstone."

The tone was a bit surprised.

The old guy shouldn't have known about the battle on the warehouse street in Weiyuanchuan Port. Under this extremely special situation, a sudden visit without saying a word was obviously not just for the sake of being a guest.

"Hehe, can I understand what you are thinking. If I say this, I don't know if you believe it?" The old magician Matsuki Yuyan, who has lived for more than a hundred years, laughed.

"Don't believe it." Ling Yi said these two words lightly. As a qualified tactician, he naturally has some understanding of the competition in language conversation. Although he is not an excellent negotiator, not being moved by others' words is also one of the essential qualities for tacticians.

"That's how I said it. Even I don't believe this, but this is a fact. Just a few simple conversations will make me understand-"

Ling Yi suddenly frowned and noticed that the gaze that seemed to lick all over his body fell on him, and he was suddenly a little unhappy.

The old guy's eyes felt like he was looking at a work of art.

And it is not an ordinary work of art, but a work of art worthy of praise from others.

"Do you understand that you can't get the Holy Grail? If this is true, I would like to praise you for your wiseness."

Ling Yi's attitude is lukewarm.

"Hehe, let's not talk about this for the time being. What I want to say is that we are actually the same kind. Even if the surface is different, the nature is the same."

"What are you referring to?"

"——Doing to do anything for some purpose. Isn't it? Although this is also the way of survival of magicians, the degree we can do is not comparable to ordinary magicians. They are humans who call themselves aliens, and we are magicians who call themselves aliens. Can you understand the differences? Excellent juniors."

Ling Yi fell into speechless silence, not much shock, panic, or something, but simply felt confused. Did this old guy see his secret?

It is not just as simple as transplanting treasures, but becoming the successor of a mythical civilization and a group of malicious cosmic gatherings that have caused the world to collapse wildly.

If the insect magic of Matsuki Inkstone is called a spell, then what he inherits is a forbidden technique.

Yes, the knowledge that is forbidden, the mystery that no one can understand.

At this time, Ji Tong Yuyan made a sound again, with a sense of regret in his tone.

"It would be great if you were born in the Maki family. Although I don't care much about the family heritage, it's rare to meet an excellent junior. I always feel sorry if I don't say anything."

"So, what exactly do you want to say?"

After listening for a long time, Ling Yi felt that he was just sighing, there was no substantial content at all.

"Hey, young man, are you willing to be the heir to my Matsuki family? I can't see the history of the family from you, that is, it's only about three generations at most, and even magic seals are not formed. Joining other families is not unacceptable to you."

"ha?"

Ling Yi was shocked even if he had sufficient psychological preparation for the sudden invitation from the Matsuchi Dirty Inkstone.

What's the point of making a fuss?

He was a strange emperor. Less than ten minutes after the first time he came to the door to talk, he sent out a family invitation and qualified as an heir. You should know that the older the demon family, the more conservative it is, but this is because their bloodline has reached a certain purity, and it is not difficult to select an heir.

But if you think about it carefully, the Maki family is different from the ordinary demon family. Although it has hundreds of years of inheritance, it is now heading towards a declining path due to some inhumane factors.

Sooner or later, they will completely become an ordinary family.

In this case, it is not surprising that Matsuchi Dirty Inkstone would make this decision, but Ling Yi does not believe that this old guy is so kind and generous, and he also does not look down on the magic inheritance of the Matsuchi family.

The problem of poor physical fitness that was originally troubled by magic is also solved because the magic circuit completely disappeared.

Humans cannot understand the knowledge of that civilization - due to this conclusion, after transplanting the Luoyan City Teaching Book, Ling Yi also accepted the baptism from this knowledge, and his body has undergone transformation. There is no need to use a magic circuit. Just blood circulation and take a breath to generate magic. Compared with magicians, it is a "magic furnace heart" of different dimensions.

This is also one of the original effects of Luoyan City Teaching.

In other words, Ling Yi now has no difference with the heroic spirit except that he has no treasures, no specific parameters, and has a physical body.

Not bad than the dead Jill de Les.

(As long as I can see recommendations, clicks, and collections every day, I will be satisfied and I can continue to update...)
Chapter completed!