The Wizard is Coming

The Kingdom of St. Jones, as a member of the seven-nation alliance of Orlando, is the only independent country. However, the low level of productivity and technology in the past has led to the people's dependence on faith, which has made the church have a deep prestige among the people and suppressed it. The situation of the kingship is different. Although the prestige of the Church of St. Jones Kingdom is still great, it is definitely not as good as the prestige of the law and the king.

At this time, in the Lambert Manor in the Kingdom of St. Jones, an all-black car slowly stopped in front of the gate of the mansion inside the manor.

The car door opened, and an old man with a slightly swollen body slowly got out of the car with the support of the butler of the Lambert Manor and his personal maid. A trace of nostalgia and reluctance appeared on his face full of age spots, and then he grayed out. His misty eyes slowly looked at the children and juniors standing in front of the gate of the mansion to greet him. The old man nodded slowly to them and walked towards the mansion.

At this time, the middle-aged man standing in front of his children and juniors took a step forward, supported the old man, and said a little flatteringly, "Father, why did you come back from the hospital? Your body needs rest."

"I don't want to die in a place like a hospital. If I die, I will die in this home I built. I don't want to manage the company anymore, and I don't have the energy to manage it. No matter what you make the company, it's your own It's just that this home is mine until I die, and no one can take it away!"

Hearing his father's words, the middle-aged man's eyes were dim and difficult to understand, but he smiled and said softly to the old man: "Father, what are you talking about? You are still in good health. How could you If there is a problem, besides, whether it is the company or the home, it belongs to you, father, and no one can take it away."

"Hehehe, I hope so, I hope so... Cough cough... Cough cough..."

After coughing for a long time, the old man finally recovered. He walked slowly into the elevator step by step, and took the elevator to the fifth floor of the mansion, which belonged to him alone. Under the service of the maid, he walked into the room and sat down on the sofa next to the floor-to-ceiling windows. After taking a breath of relief, the old man let the housekeeper and the maid leave, and looked at the manor outside the window through the floor-to-ceiling windows by himself. Full of reluctance.

"I'm finally leaving this world. My life is not in vain, it's not in vain."

As soon as the old man muttered to himself, three black shadows suddenly reflected on the window. The black shadow in the middle looked at the old man and said to him, "It's not a waste of work, but you are willing to give up the property you have worked so hard for all your life." Just ruin it like this? Or do you really have no nostalgia for this world?"

Slowly raising his head, the old man looked at the three black shadows on the window, without the slightest fear, he just said lightly: "How can there be no nostalgia, but I have no time, I can even feel that I am far away from death There is only one step away, and there is not much time left. As for my property, whether it will be ruined or not is beyond my discretion.

As for you, I don't care who you are looking for, whether your purpose is to make me change my will, or just kill me so that my sons and daughters can divide up my property, in short, I am only 100 meters away from death. One step away, I will no longer be afraid of anything, and naturally I will not be threatened by you. "

Hearing this, the three shadows in the window slowly came out of the window, revealing the true faces of the three of them, it was Siliya Hesen and Menghan.

Looking at the old man, Siliya didn't talk nonsense, but said to him: "Now there is a chance, you can continue to live, and your health will even get better and better.

You can eat a lot of things you like, drink your favorite wine, and even spend a good night with many beautiful women. It seems that although you have not changed, your body will be like a healthy middle-aged man.

In the end, you can still gain great power, and your price is to become my descendant, become my master's servant,

But only my master's servant!

you! how to choose? "

Listening to Si Laiya's words, the old man's cloudy eyes slowly opened wide, he stared at Si Laiya, breathed rapidly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Is what you said true? You can really let I continue to live, and even gain great strength and physique, I can do anything I want, but the price is only to become your master's slave?"

"That's right, your price is just that, but you have to know that if you decide to complete the deal, then there will be no possibility of regretting it from now on."

"With your strength, wouldn't it be more convenient to forcibly enslave me?"

"My master told me, if you don't want to, then don't shoot at you, go find someone else, this is my master to you, a rare genius businessman, an old man who has developed such an aviation empire from nothing respect."

Hearing this, the old man slowly showed a smile, and said to Siliya: "I agree, even if you are a devil, I agree to want my soul. For me, as long as I can become a person I will continue to live as my servant, and continue to fulfill my unfulfilled dream, the price I have to pay for this transaction is really too cheap, and I have no reason not to agree."

Si Laiya looked at the old man, and suddenly she felt that she might have a very qualified descendant, a qualified blood family that really meets the requirements of the Zhuofan family!

Without any further hesitation, Siliya stretched out a pair of black bat wings from her back, and then her body trembled slightly, and her face gradually turned pale. After about three or four breaths, Siliya opened her mouth and spit out two drops. Blood with traces of purple awns was suspended in her palm.

Silaya, who spit out these two drops of purple blood, has obviously lost more than half of her body strength, and looks extremely tired. As she said before, Siliya, who spit out those two drops of purple blood, has already damaged her origin.

"Now, drink these two drops of blood, and you can get everything you want!"

While speaking, Siliya slowly passed the blood in her hand to the old man's mouth. Looking at the blood around his mouth, the old man opened his mouth and swallowed two drops of blood without any hesitation.

As soon as the blood entered his mouth, it immediately poured into the old man's body along his throat. The skin on the surface of the old man's body gradually turned red, and streaks of blood quickly spread from his abdomen, covering the entire body in the blink of an eye. The whole body of the old man made the old man grunt and fell to the ground trembling continuously.