A dragon raised at birth

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"Wang Long, do you believe what I say?"

"letter."

Diablo nodded. How could he not believe it? He even watched the whole process of Chen Xiaoyu's experience.

"Hey, you Orientals like to flatter each other, it's boring!"

The little kids who joined in the fun dispersed, but no one dared to provoke them, because Diablo had already used his fists to educate some of them who tried to bully him.

"Don't get lost, Xiao Yu, they are just some ignorant barbarians, there are some miraculous things, they will never believe it until they see it with their own eyes."

Diablo comforted the little girl who looked down, and his words made the girl with a gloomy expression glow with excitement again.

"You are right, Wang Lung. They have no experience. They have never seen what I have experienced, so they don't believe it."

Chen Xiaoyu quite agrees with Diablo's words. Before meeting Diablo, the experiences she described would always be questioned, and the same is true of the friends she managed to make.

This has been the case for a long time, and she has accumulated huge dissatisfaction in her heart, which is why she has no rebuttal to the barbarians in Diablo's mouth, and even agrees with it.

"By the way, Wang Long, do you have time after school?"

The short-haired girl's eyes shone with hope. She recognized her new friend and was eager to establish a deeper friendship with him.

"I have time, what's the matter?"

Diablo pretended to be dazed, but his heart had already begun to secretly laugh.Clearly, his long-term commitment has finally paid off.

"I want to invite you to my house to play."

"Okay, I've been wanting to see those amazing magic items you describe for a long time."

"You won't be disappointed."

So, after school,

"What? Xiaoyu, you want to invite this classmate Wang to Dad's shop."

Hearing the request made by his niece, Chenlong reached out and stroked his hair, feeling a big headache.

"Can't you? Uncle Long."

Xiao Yu lowered her head a little disappointed, tears seemed to glisten in the corners of her eyes.

How could Chenlong bear this kind of demeanor? He scratched his hair in embarrassment, and finally took out the mobile phone in his trouser pocket,

"Xiao Yu, wait a moment, I'll call and ask Dad."

"Well, my father will definitely agree." Xiao Yu was full of confidence in this regard.

"Hello, daddy?"

"Chenlong, what's the matter?"

"Xiao Yu wants to bring her friends to the antique shop to play..."

"Then let Xiaoyu bring it here, and you call me just for this?" The old voice on the phone revealed obvious dissatisfaction.

"Father, haven't you bought a lot of materials recently? The store is too messy, I don't think it's convenient to entertain."

"I'll just pack it up, what's the inconvenience?"

"Well, since you're fine, Dad, then I have no problem."

After getting the result of the inquiry, Chenlong wanted to hang up the phone, but the mantra that the old man was familiar with rang during the call,

"there's one more thing……"

"..." Chenlong didn't speak, and waited for his father to say.

"Help Dad bring back a ten-pound seahorse."

"One more thing, hurry back and help Dad make tea."

"Okay, I'll be back as soon as possible."

Jackie Chan, who had long been used to his father's nagging, hung up the phone with a calm face, and then nodded to Xiao Yu who raised his head with a smile on his face.

"Father said yes."

"Yeah, I knew that Dad cared about me the most."

With a smile on his face, Diablo followed the big and the young, who seemed to have the aura of the protagonist, to Papa's antique shop.

jingle!

Accompanied by the clear and crisp sound of the copper bells colliding, Diablo finally stepped into Papa's antique shop, which made the Holy Master fearful, and the scene inside the antique shop was almost as he expected.

The books in the antique shop are full, and there are also antiques scattered all over the place, so that there is not much place to stay in the shop. It seems that there are all civilizations and eras, which makes the antique shop full of antiquity.

However, from the perspective of Diablo as a giant dragon, at least half of the antiques in this antique shop are imitations of modern craftsmanship. Of course, there are quite a few genuine ones.

Mixing the real and the fake is the practice of most antique shops, and the number of authentic products in this antique shop far exceeds that of ordinary antique shops, so it can be called a conscientious shop.

"Welcome to Papa's Antique Store. You are Xiaoyu who said it, classmate Wang Long!"

The moment Diablo just entered the door, he saw a silver-haired old man in the antique shop walking towards him with a smile.

"Father, why are you dressed like this?"

Let alone Diablo, Chen Long and Xiao Yu who came in together were very surprised.

"Is there anything wrong with me dressing like this? Xiaoyu has been here for so long, and this is the first time I bring a friend home. It's rare!"

Dad sincerely sighed, as an old mage with a unfortunate past, he hoped that Xiaoyu could also have a beautiful childhood, but under the influence of Chenlong, although Xiaoyu's childhood was wonderful, it was not beautiful.

"Hello, I'm Xiao Yu's friend, Wang Long hopes that my arrival will not disturb you."

Chapter 459 Negotiations

"Look, cool, this is a spell that my dad taught me!"

Through simple spell-casting materials, the young girl recited the corresponding spell, and a cone-shaped flame spewed out in the room full of inflammables. After completing all this, the face of the little girl was slightly pale, but with with a smug smile.

"It's amazing, I didn't expect you to become a mage at such a young age."

Naturally, Diablo would not be stingy with his admiration at this time. Apart from other things, Chen Xiaoyu can be considered a genius based on her own talent—of course, that is relative to the general public.

"You are also great."

Xiaoyu, who was praised, suddenly became happy. When her father taught her spells, he would not praise her like this. The archmage is very easy-going in daily life, but in his professional field, he is extremely strict.

"Hahaha, not as good as a mage."

Diablo laughed, but he had never shown his "Kung Fu" in front of Chen Xiaoyu.

While Diablo, an old guy disguised as a child, was playing with Chen Xiaoyu, downstairs in the antique shop, Chen Long was communicating with his father in a low voice.

"Father, do you feel that there seems to be something wrong with the friend Xiao Yu brought back?"

"What's wrong?"

The old man squinted at his eldest nephew.

"I can't say it, but it feels wrong to me." Jackie Chan scratched his head, although the sixth sense besides the five senses gave him such a feeling, but he still asked him to explain in detail, but he couldn't find out the reason.

"The Qi spell didn't respond, and I didn't see anything wrong with him. Maybe you're too sensitive."

The great mage withdrew his eyes and focused his attention on the ancient books in front of him to find a way to fight against the Holy Lord. The Holy Lord will surely break the seal and reappear in the world.

"Maybe I'm too sensitive."

Chenlong scratched his hair, but he still had a feeling of uneasiness in his heart. He felt that he had done a stupid thing and took the initiative to lure the monster to the house.

"Father, let me cut some fruit and send it up!"

"Well, by the way, pour a cup of tea for the old man."

Chenlong, who punched black hands and kicked demons, was now reduced to a servant-like role in the antique shop.But he didn't have any complaints about it, and he was even a little happy, because he liked such a peaceful life.

Time passed, and the night quickly enveloped the city. Under Xiao Yu's reluctant eyes, Diablo, who had been playing with her for a long time, pushed open the door of the antique shop, ready to go home.

"It's getting so late, classmate Wang, where is your home? I'll take you home!"

Looking at the night of the city, Chenlong took the initiative to ask for a job. As an oriental who has lived here for a long time, he is very aware of how terrifying the city will become when it enters the night. Like this kind of child who goes to the streets at night, nine out of ten will appear. Accident.

"No, I have already notified my driver to pick me up."

Diablo smiled slightly, and while the three people in the antique house were in a daze, they got into a luxury car that had already been waiting outside the antique shop.

"Xiao Yu, the friend you made seems to be a bit difficult!"

Looking at the luxury car going away, Chenlong felt sincerely.

"What's not simple? Didn't this kid tell Xiaoyu a long time ago? He knows kung fu. Since ancient times, he has been poor and rich in martial arts. How many of those who can practice martial arts are simple?"

"That's true."

And with Diablo's departure, the uneasiness in Chenlong's heart disappeared completely, and he wondered if he was too sensitive.

Both Jackie Chan and Dad regarded Xiaoyu's friend's visit as a small episode in life, and they didn't pay much attention to it. But the next day, after Xiaoyu went to school, the familiar luxury car stopped at the antique shop again. in front of the store.

jingle--

After the crisp copper bell rang, sitting behind the counter, the old man like an old goat looked at the child who pushed the door in, and glanced at a porpoise that had been made into a magic weapon under the counter.

"Student Xiao Wang, if you are looking for Xiao Yu, you should go to school now."

"I'm not here to find Xiaoyu, I'm here to visit you, Dad." Diablo approached his dad step by step with a calm expression.

"What's the matter with your father?"

"I heard from Xiaoyu yesterday that you are good at all kinds of spells, Dad, and you are almost omnipotent."

"Tong Yan Wuji, you won't believe all of this kind of flattery, right?"

"I think that as a contemporary archmage, you should be able to solve my problem."

Diablo looked at his father who looked more and more cautious, and cast a glance. Jackie Chan, who came in a hurry, still looked calm, and that kind of demeanor was not like a child at all, as it should be.

"Chenlong, you are right, Xiaoyu's friend is really not right."

Seeing Chenlong rushing over, the father sighed, and then his eyes fell on the child who was already approaching the counter,

"I can't bear the title of contemporary great mage. I'm just an old man who left his hometown."

"You are too modest. In today's world, there are probably less than ten mages like you."

"Okay, the little thing who deceived my niece and grandniece, if you have anything to say, just say it, don't cover it up, Dad is the most annoying thing about it."

The old man was a little impatient. If it wasn't for the Qi curse, he hadn't noticed anything unusual about Diablo so far, and he would have launched an attack now.

"I want to ask you to help me get rid of some demons that have left behind me." Diablo held out his palm to the old man.

"What did the devil leave behind you?"

Hearing Diablo's words, the old man's brows loosened slightly, because it didn't sound like an enemy, but a friend who came to ask for help.

"Which demon is it?"

At the same time as the old man asked, he reached out and grabbed Diablo's outstretched palm.

"In today's world, the only demon that is still active is the Holy Lord. Who else is there besides him?"

After the words fell, Chenlong, who had been on guard for a long time, was startled, and rushed to Diablo,

"Have you seen the Holy Master?"

"Chenlong, back away!"

The father's stern warning sounded. The moment he held Diablo's palm, he detected Diablo's details. He was not a life of flesh and blood, and he was not as weak as he is now. Terrible monster.

"Dad!"

Chenlong was a little at a loss.

"If you don't want your father to die unexpectedly, then hurry up and put on the battle armor."

"If you only wear the battle armor now, isn't it too late?"

Diablo, whose palm was held, smiled and said.

"It's really too late. Dad misjudged the nature of your power, and the Qi magic spell he arranged didn't work at all. Otherwise, you wouldn't be able to get so close to Dad."