Chapter 194

Looking at the notebook and pen handed over in front of him, Wilde asked noncommittally, "What's your real name?"

Feilong was nervous and scared, and excited at the same time.

Nervous and afraid, of course, is because of the oppressive feeling of the tentacles that have been cruising around and seem to stab at any time.

The looming ferocious wolf-shaped skull in the center of the huge mass of meat, and the eyeballs staring at him, always reminded him of how he had commented on this "big white-haired dog" just now.

The sense of danger that I noticed in a flash before is really true!

Now he can only be thankful that his ability to adapt to changes has been mastered, and he barely made up for it just now, otherwise he might be killed right now.

...Although it is not far from death now.

The excitement is naturally because the idol that he has been thinking about for many years is right in front of him, less than one meter away, and he is absolutely in close contact. He even asked the other party for his autograph!

Not only that, but he also witnessed the scene of Wilde's attack with his own eyes. The elegant demeanor and decisive posture were exactly as he imagined!

Now Feilong's mood is comparable to that of the fans shaking hands with their idols in the front row of the concert, bubbling with happiness.

In addition, there was a trace of embarrassment in his heart.

Not only did he fail to recognize him before, but he also took the other party as a fake Wilde admirer and said a lot of strange things.

This is certainly what he said in his heart, but the scene of meeting his idol in his dream is definitely not like this.

Every true fan dreams of meeting their idol, of course, using their strongest and most perfect side to attract the idol's interested eyes, and then say "you are very good".

Where is this kind of oolong scene!

Feilong was extremely ashamed, and he thought that the reason why the other party ignored him was because he didn't want to execute him publicly, but in the end he himself executed the execution publicly... wished he could commit suicide on the spot and do it all over again.

But if you die, you must ask for your signature!

With such a mentality, Feilong realized that he was asked his name by his idol. He was so excited that he could not contain himself, and immediately replied: "Dunlop, Dunlop Gall!"

Wilde asked again: "Are you a wild wizard?"

Feilong was stunned: "Yes...how did you know?"

Wilde had a half-smile: "You looked very contemptuous of academics before."

Feilong quickly shook his head and waved his hands: "No, no, everyone in the academy is talented, I'm short-sighted and talking nonsense..."

"Since you know so much about my life and deeds, you should know that I had two disciples before."

Wilde's eyes were dark, and he said slowly: "According to what you said, it's the so-called mentally handicapped academic school that can be defeated at once."

Feilong didn't know why the idol suddenly mentioned his disciple, but he could clearly feel that Wilde's mood was not good, and his expression was also very scary.

It's over!

He wanted to cry without tears, thinking that this was the queen's settlement. Although he praised Wilde just now, he scolded the other two disciples.

Gal had heard a long time ago that although Wilde had a cold and cruel temperament, he was very kind to his two disciples, and he loved his two disciples like a father and son.

He called the opponent's two disciples mentally retarded, isn't this courting death?

Gal's face was grieved, he never expected that he claimed to be tactful, but overturned here... Forget it, he died at the hands of idols, and he deserved his death!

Wilde said: "I have spent the first half of my life on these two disciples. Apart from studying spells, the only thing I have to do is to teach disciples. I have paid an unimaginably heavy price, so I will not accept a third disciple. .”

Stop talking, I know you value your disciples.

Cal's face was ashen, his expression was mournful, and he felt that he was going to die, and the only thing he cared about was whether he could get the autograph.

He carefully raised his notebook and pen: "Do you see... the signature?"

Wilde glanced at him, took the notebook and pen, then tore off a piece of paper under Gal's hopeful eyes, signed his name, and handed it back.

Gall happily took it, and as soon as he took it, the paper instantly burned, turning into ashes and wrapping around him before disappearing.

Gal was taken aback. Although he couldn't tell what the specific effect was, he could feel that it was a contract spell!

"Real name contract."

Wilde explained: "I am short of an assistant, you can follow me in the future."

"Oh ah???"

Gal was stunned at first, then couldn't believe it, and then was ecstatic. Seeing that the tentacles around him were all gone, he woke up like a dream. He followed Wilde who turned around, rubbed his hands together and said, "Then, I don't need to read that book." ?”

"certainly……"

Just as Feilong showed a hint of joy, the page was stuck to his face, and it suddenly turned into panic.

Wilde continued: "No."

...

Qi Li was surrounded.

Things are more difficult than she imagined... No, it has reached an unreasonable level.

She didn't expect that Congreve could find a helper of destruction level.

A destructive hunter who has been missing for many years.

The destructive hunter Harper who once ruined Wilde's face!

"It's a very cute little mouse."

The skinny figure wrapped in bandages hunched over and looked at her. Black oil-like liquid was constantly oozing from the gaps in the bandages. A pair of long and narrow scarlet eyes appeared on his face. He held two strangely shaped guns The scimitar was covered with traces of blood or rust.

He opened his mouth, stretched out his slender and forked tongue, licked across the knife, and looked at Qi Li with greedy and disgusting eyes.

Qi Li was besieged in the center by four panic-levels. In the melee just now, three panic-levels were controlled by her with the good seal of the mind, coupled with the rewriting of the mind, so that they could kill each other.

At this moment, the remaining six people were already lying in a pool of blood.

Without this destructive existence in front of her, her trip would have been extremely smooth.

pity……

Congreve came out from the shadows and laughed loudly, "Qi Li, didn't you think of that?!"

Qi Li pursed her lips tightly and said nothing.

"Do you think you're the only one who is smart?" Congreve said triumphantly, "Aren't you very calculating? Don't you think I'm stupid? Well, I'll give you ten minutes now, what else can you do to escape? !"

"Are you waiting for someone to rescue you?" Congreve looked down at Qi Li with teasing eyes, and said, "Is it your beautiful maid? Or the owner of the bookstore who is said to be very powerful, omniscient? Hehe, look at him Do you know now? How about you try to shout and see if he will fly over to save you?"

He laughed so hard that he imitated Qili and shouted in a shrill voice: "Oh, boss Lin, save me, boss Lin, come and save me..."

"boom!"

The entire wall connecting the next box collapsed, and pieces of meat, meatballs, and tentacles swarmed in. The huge monster instantly occupied everyone's field of vision, like a fleshy snake, entrenched in the two boxes.

Swish Swish Swish!

Before the four panic-levels had time to retreat, they were pierced by tentacles and formed into strings.

And an old man in a gentleman's suit and a black iron mask stepped on the smoke and dust, and walked over slowly at this time, walking in front of Congreve.

"I seem to have heard someone say - 'Boss Lin'?"

Wilde put his hands around Congreve's neck and lifted him up.

"You said Boss Lin, right? But you don't seem to be a customer of the bookstore."

Congreve writhed and struggled in horror, and shouted, "Master Harper, save me! Boss Lin, what a bookstore, of course I'm not his customer!"