Chapter 840

With the slow passage of time, people can't feel it completely. In a twinkling of an eye, it will be three days later. Originally, generally speaking, even magic guides and ordinary people are no different. They still need to eat. They should wake up when they practice at the meal point, but it's different here. In addition to magic, there is also an energy in this space, that is Reiki, It was this aura that kept the three women from feeling hungry. Only in this way could the state of cultivation not come out.

Of course, although the physical energy kept up, the spirit couldn't, so Lucy, who was weak in spirit, was the first to wake up after three days.

Lucy's first feeling after waking up was that she was dizzy and wanted to sleep all day and night. In fact, she did the same, although it was only passive. Meng Haoran felt his state when she was awake and knew what she needed, so she used some means to let her sleep.

"Yes, it seems that the progress is not small. You can successfully master the two magic after so many more times, but in other words, even Lucy can last three days. Their words don't know what kind of surprise they will give me at that time." Meng Haoran put his eyes on the two women who were still forgetting themselves and practicing magic. A glimmer of essence flashed in his eyes. Naturally, his eyesight also showed that the spiritual consumption of mirajie and kana was not particularly large at this time, and it was estimated that they could last for more than 10 days.

Meng Haoran is not surprised at how easy milajie is because of her S-level existence, but kana is very rare. She is on a par with milajie in mental strength. I'm afraid it has something to do with her experience. It seems that her obsession with S-level has exceeded the general situation.

Three days is about half a day outside. Meng Haoran estimated that the two women would stay here for several months, that is, about 10 days outside. After thinking about it, he left a note in a more eye-catching place not far from Lucy, explaining that he went out to ask for leave for them, would come back soon, and then left this strange space alone.

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"Hoo" Meng Haoran took a deep breath. Although he said that the air in the space was more fresh than that outside, it was also good to look at the natural scenery outside.

Without delay, Meng Haoran went straight to one direction of the town. There was no guild, but there was someone Meng Haoran wanted to find. Makarov's president's home was in the northwest of the town. Normally, he should be able to find him at his home at this time.

"Bang bang"

"Who!" His voice was full of spirit, and he didn't have the old color that he should have at this age.

"It's me, president." Meng Haoran answered through the door, but he was relieved to be at home.

The door was quickly opened. Makarov's head stretched out from the crack of the door. When he saw Meng Haoran, he smiled. The door was completely opened.

"Why are you free to come to me today? Come on, come on, come on in. I haven't talked to you alone since you joined the guild?" Makarov said enthusiastically. Although he didn't know Meng Haoran's intention, Makarov appreciated the young man in his heart, so he seemed in a good mood.

Meng Haoran was not polite and followed Makarov's footsteps down the stairs to the second floor.

What you can see is a room with excellent daylighting. There is a bookshelf with some books on it, which looks very old. It is not ordinary at first sight. In addition, there is a chair in one corner of the room, next to the chair is a desk, and there is a cup of warm afternoon tea on the table. It can be seen that Makarov has just made it.

Seeing Meng Haoran's eyes on his tea, Makarov remembered something and said, "you do it first, I'll just come."

The place that Makarov asked Meng Haoran to do is also a somewhat elegant chair. Next to it is also a small table, which is obviously used to entertain guests.

Before Meng Haoran did it, Makarov left the room. It seems that he should have prepared something. It's not difficult to guess that he should have made tea for Meng Haoran.

Shaking his head slightly, Meng Haoran achieved the designated position. In his heart, because of Makarov's attitude, his favor for him increased a lot.

Before long, Makarov came up with a cup of hot tea, put it next to Meng Haoran, and then re achieved his original position.

"Come on! You shouldn't have come to see my old man on purpose." Although Makarov didn't have too much contact with Meng Haoran, he also understood what kind of person Meng Haoran was and knew that Meng Haoran must have something to find him, so he asked directly.

"Of course I came to see your old man specially. I just told you something by the way." When talking about your old man, although Meng Haoran's expression has not changed, he is ashamed of his behavior. He is obviously bigger than the other party and pretends to be tender here, but who calls himself qualified to act like this!

Although he knew that Meng Haoran was only polite, Makarov was still very useful and smiled. Even the wrinkles on his face seemed to be much less.

"Well, just today, I just set up a team. In addition to me, there are Lucy, mirajie and Lucy in the team. They are now training in a place. They will not appear for about a week. I just want to inform you so as not to have any accidents." Meng Haoran explained the whole story in a few words.

Makarov looked at Meng Haoran with some surprise when hearing the speech, and a strange light flashed in his eyes, which made Meng Haoran feel inexplicable.

After staring at Meng Haoran for a few seconds, Makarov said with emotion, "young man, be moderate!" The tone is somewhat meaningful.

"Er" Meng Haoran choked and scolded the bad old man in his heart. He can think crooked. His thinking is too jumping. Is it difficult that he was also a scholar when he was young?

Meng Haoran, who responded, was too lazy to explain. Explanation was a cover up. It might be better not to explain, but it was obvious that he did not achieve his wish. Makarov saw this and believed in his guess. Looking at Meng Haoran's eyes, it was called a YD, as if he was expressing that I knew everything.