"Gru, you have a good rest here. I'll buy snacks for you." Long Ming retreated, ran to Gru with a sugar-coated shell bombing. Finally, he rubbed intimately: "I won't be out for too long, don't tell Dalong and the others."

He just wanted to see that number 175.

"Then you are with Oreo, be careful." Gru sat on the ground, quickly supporting the floor with his arms back. Xiaolong is now stronger than before, and he can urge him to the ground with a close touch with his neck. It is such a sweet burden. Gru was happy while asking the dragon cub to pay attention to safety.

"Ao~Okay." Long Ming nodded quickly.

Selia flew out of the wick and followed her good friend without saying a word: "I want to go too. If you don't take me, I won't have a good time with you."

Long Ming could only pick up the black lantern: "Then come in."

Celia happily went in.

"Come back early." Gru said again when he was closing the door.

"I know." Long Ming waved to him and took Selia and Oreo downstairs.

Oreo spent a silver coin on the side of the road to buy a cup of fresh milk tea for Xiaolong, and then took out a piece of fire crystal from the cuff for Salia to eat.

Long Ming took a sip of the warm milk tea, sweet and sweet: "This milk tea is delicious. When you come back, buy a cup for Gru. Do you want to drink it, Oreo?"

Oreo nodded: "Well, don't drink."

One big and one small walking in the snow, it quickly disappeared.

Carlo put down the curtains, thought about it, but followed quietly. He did not disturb the Emerald Dragon couple next door.

Long Ming finally found the house number 175 after more than an hour according to the house number. It was a shrinking aristocratic castle. In the winter, the aristocratic glass warmhouse was still full of beautiful flowers. Among them, the most dazzling red roses were the glass bridge spread from a distance to the front. Most of the beautiful scenery was covered by tall trees, but you can also see the scene of flowers from the gap of the carved door. Next to it was a fountain, and pebbles splashed with water droplets. In the sunlight and snow, the top of the pine green tree was pressed low by heavy snow. Several servants were setting up ladders to shoot it. The gardener stood by with trimming the shapes with trimming the work.

There were two winged stone griffins on the brown-brown gate, with their front paws slightly exploring, showing their fierce appearance. Long Ming looked up and found that the eyes of the winged stone griffins were actually made of rubies.

He sucked the milk tea and took out a roasted chestnut from the paper bag and ate it. It seemed that this family was a nobleman. Could the owner be a perfumer? But there should be very few nobles who are perfumers...

Oreo was holding a black lantern in his hand and stood opposite Xiaolong to observe the luxurious little castle.

The cold wind blew on his face a little cold. Long Ming took out the roasted red taro from a paper bag and took a bite. These snacks were sold near the Yunduan Hotel. Unlike the night market, there were no snacks except the Yunduan Hotel. Maybe this aristocratic area was not used to snacking. He thought that the red taro was small and was roasted sweet and soft, and it was different from the taste of the mountain chestnut. It was as if it was soaked in honey. Long Ming was glad that he asked for a few more at that time.

Just as Long Ming was thinking about finding out who the owner of the house was, the carved door suddenly opened and an old man like a housekeeper came out. His hair was neatly combed back and he wore white gloves. Perhaps because he was old and his back was a little curved, he moved his glasses and looked at Long Ming and the others across the road, his eyes scrutinized. When he saw Long Ming, he felt a little disagreement.

Long Ming was inexplicably seen by him and swallowed the little red taro.

Then the butler looked at Oreo with a picky look, and his expression calmed down a little, making Long Ming even more strange.

Of course, in Long Ming's heart, Oreo looks so beautiful and gentle, and has a kind heart. No one would dislike Oreo.

"Come here." Finally, the butler's grandfather waved.

Long Ming:…?He suspected that his team had been added with lucky buffs.

Although he was puzzled by the old man, Oreo and the little dragon cub still walked towards him.

No matter how the process is, the important thing is the result.

That butler grandfather was their first step in exploring the castle.

Long Ming stood still, looked up at him, and quietly hid his snacks in his cloak.

The housekeeper coughed and his voice was old: "You are Aunt Linda's nephew and grandson. I have agreed in advance. For Aunt Linda's sake, I can only give you an hour and a half silver coin. After all, your job is not difficult, just chat with our young master."

He looked down at the cute little doll, frowned slightly: "Young Master likes quietness. You can't run around in the house that makes a big noise. If Aunt Linda hadn't tried her best to guarantee that you would be well-behaved, I wouldn't have let you in."

Long Ming blinked his eyes and responded obediently: "Okay."

Grandpa, the housekeeper, looked at Oreo with a relaxed brow, and glanced over his ordinary mage robe: "Your job is to explain the affairs of the Magic Academy for the young master, so that the young master will be happy, and don't say much about the rest."

It seems that he has recognized the wrong person, and he has recognized them as Aunt Linda's nephew and grandson?

Oreo smiled warmly: "Don't worry."

"The young master's room stove is very prosperous and warm as spring. At that time, throw your black lanterns outside the door and don't bring them in. After all, it's a civilian thing." After saying that, the butler pushed open the door.

Ceria was so angry that the flames squeaked inside. Why did this human speech make it so annoying?

As soon as Long Ming entered, he heard the butler with eyes on his back: "Don't look around here. You are civilians. Logically speaking, you shouldn't come into the young master's sight. This time he just saw the life of civilians on a whim. When he got into the house, he must not do anything rude. He can't take anything in the house, and he can't afford to lose your life."

Long Ming:...rz, in fact, he can afford it. If he wants, the Empire of Light owes him money to buy everything on this land.

Oreo was very disguised. He listened carefully to the butler's nagging along the way, and complimented him from time to time, which made the cautious and careful performance of a civilian mage who had just entered the land of aristocrats.

Long Ming was young, and he glanced at the butler when he couldn't see him and found that the butler was quite intimidating. No matter what work the servants were doing, they would bend down to salute as soon as they saw him, and looked trembling with fear.

After a while, Long Ming was taken by the butler to a room on the third floor of the castle and stopped.

He moved his nose and smelled a slightly strong aromatic smell.

The brown wooden door was closed tightly, and the butler took a deep breath and knocked on the door: "Young Master, the person has already brought it."

Long Ming hid the snacks in his cloak, and the paper bag was covered tightly by him, so that the fragrance of the snacks would not float out.

I knew he had just finished the snack milk tea in one breath. Now there is still half a cup of milk tea left, and half a paper bag of small red taro and mountain chestnuts left. Long Ming is holding one in one hand now. Fortunately, his small cloak is big enough to hide it.

"Young master, those two civilians are here. Maybe you can ask him about the college outside." Grandpa, the housekeeper, knocked on the door patiently.

Long Ming moved his feet. The young master didn't know what he was doing. He didn't respond for a long time. Finally, when the butler's grandfather opened his fifth time, a slightly childish nod came from the door.

It sounds like a little boy.

Long Ming followed the butler in and saw a big bed. The young master was thin and was sitting on the edge of the bed wearing only a light blue pajamas. The temperature inside the house was very warm, and there were a few toys on the white subway.

Long Ming only glanced at the golden bell ball beside the cloak.

"You go down." The young master spoke.

After the butler's grandfather left, the house suddenly fell into silence.

Long Ming hadn't heard any movement for a long time. Just as he was about to look up, he saw a pair of feet wearing white socks stepping on the white carpet in front of him.

"What did you hide? I smelled a strange smell." The young master's voice was faint, as if he was simply curious.

wtf! He was so tightly hiding. This young master even smelled the smell of milk tea and snacks. His nose was so smart, right?!

Long Ming looked up at the thin young master in disbelief and found that he was pale, handsome, slightly lighter in lips, and not very healthy.

"What have you hidden?" The young master bent down and looked at the little guy who accompanied him. It turned out that Aunt Linda's grandson looked like this and was quite cute. He was much younger than him. He was at most two years old. He was wearing a small black cloak, with big golden eyes and watery cheeks that he had never had before. He was also fleshy, with skin as white as pearls, and a pleasant milky smell all over his body.

It smells much better than the room.

The big golden eyes were extremely clean, but they were so clean that all the surprises inside were exposed.

"I have a good sense of smell." The young master sat on the carpet and found that he liked this little guy a little.

Long Ming:………

He could only take out the milk tea and paper bags of snacks and put them in front of the young master. He hoped that the young master would not have a bad temper and not drive them out. Long Ming glanced at Oreo behind the young master, and had no doubt that if the young master drove them out, he would be gently slashed by Oreo.

"Don't be so nervous." The young master leaned in front of Long Ming, and Long Ming smelled a faint smell of medicine.

No, he was not nervous, Long Ming sat down and was very calm.

"Is this the food outside? What's the name? Is it delicious?" the young master picked up the milk tea and asked curiously.

"Call it is milk tea, it's delicious, it's just snacks." Long Ming thought of getting the news from this young master, so he answered obediently.

"This is Xiaohongtao and mountain chestnuts, which are delicious." As he said that, he opened the paper bag so that the young master who didn't go out could see it enough.

But the young master was obviously interested in milk tea. He shook it, lowered his head and took a sip, and then swallowed it instantly. He tilted his head and didn't say anything.

Long Ming was inexplicably savored by his solemn attitude and looked at him in confusion: "Isn't it delicious?"

"It's delicious." The young master nodded: "It's just that the milk tea is cold, and the milk tastes a little fishy."

Long Ming took the milk tea and took a sip, it seemed to be true.

"It's so hot." Long Ming finished drinking the remaining milk tea: "You can send someone to buy hot milk tea, right near the Yunduan Hotel."

"I can't go out." The young master looked out the window in disappointment.

"Why?" Long Ming saw that this young master was quite well-behaved.

"My body is too weak." The young master coughed softly.

Long Ming peeled a mountain chestnut for him, thinking that this kid was so pitiful, so he also peeled one for himself and put it in his mouth.

The cheeks on both sides were bulging, and they looked very appetizing at first glance. The young master couldn't help but start eating.

"What's your name?" Long Ming was very delicious. He was about to talk to him after he finished eating, and left after he finished the trap. He looked at the innocent and innocent young master who was kept in the deep room and did not go out, and his conscience was hurt silently for a second.

Then I put the last mountain chestnut in my mouth. Well, when I go back, I will buy one for Gru and the big dragons. The mountain chestnuts feel better than the little red taro, and Long Ming's thoughts are a little fluttering. When he heard the young master's name, his eyes widened.

"What did you say you're called?"

The young master chewed and ate the chestnuts slowly, wondering why the little guy's reaction was so big.

"My name is Satan."

Long Ming felt a little dizzy. He saw the young master approaching and looking at him. His eyes were as bright as ruby, and he was worried inside: "What's wrong with you? Are you okay?"

The young master frowned with a light eyebrows. He raised his hand and wanted to pull the bell to let the servants come over. Long Ming quickly grabbed his hand gently. He did not dare to exert force, for fear of hurting the fragile young master.

"I'm fine, I think this name is very..." Long Ming thought for a moment and said, "It sounds very nice."

The young master's eyes bent slightly: "Thank you for your praise."

Long Ming looked at the silly young master and couldn't help but ask: "What does this name mean?"

The young master sat on the ground and recalled: "My mother seemed to say that she meant to spread the light all over the earth."

Long Ming:...Isn't his mother really lying to him?

"When I was just born, she specially asked the Pope for a candidate for the Son of the Temple of Light, hoping that when I grow up, I can be the Son of the Temple of Light, just match my name."

After hearing this, Long Ming had only one thought: This world is so crazy, and Satan also wanted to be a believer of the God of Light.

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