My Majesty, I wish you a long life without bounds!

Feng Xiaolang knew what the man meant. Although his mother and concubine were a wolf god, a member of the fairy world, and an outstanding figure among the six realms, the imperial concubine Qing Ning never intended to teach him mana in a serious way, it was just a perfunctory teaching. How he hides his real body and transforms into a human form, but even this simple transformation, he can't use it as he likes, if he really encounters too much stimulation, he will still turn into a wolf.

Feng Xiaolang didn't open his mouth to speak, and the man took the lead to say: "You are only 17 years old now, it would be great to have the current mana."

Feng Xiaolang glanced at the man, and said sullenly: "Two years after I was born, I transformed into a human form on my own, and the magic power I have learned now is nothing more than being able to point out candles or fetch objects from the air. Like a juggler..."

Seeing that the man didn't speak, he still looked at him quietly, looked away, lowered his head and continued to pretend to be pitiful, pulled his wet clothes, and said, "I can't even dry my clothes..." He still remembered that the man was just a simple The action of jumping out of the tub, but the clothes are dry, he also hopes to have such a spell.

The corners of the man's mouth raised slightly, his brows and eyes were still calm and he said: "So?" He knew that Feng Xiaolang would not give up on worshiping him as his teacher, so he was patient, and he wanted to get more benefits.

Seeing that the man still had no intention of accepting him as his apprentice, Feng Xiaolang tilted his head and looked at the corner of the man's upturned lips, as if he knew what the man wanted, nodded and said: "I can make you an official, and I can also give you A lot of money, as long as you like it..."

The man chuckled, "As long as it's what I like..." His eyes were full of charm, "Are you willing to give it?" The voice was soft, but it was infinitely shocking in people's hearts.

Feng Xiaolang doesn't know what a man wants, but there is one thing that he must never give, "I can't give you the throne, but I can give you anything else." In Feng Xiaolang's view, he is an emperor, everything in the world is nothing more than an official, Lu, beauties, he can afford these.

The man smiled lowly for a while, with a flash of danger in his eyes, he said slowly: "Once a word is said, it is hard to follow, the emperor must not regret it."

The man mentioned Feng Xiaolang as the emperor at this time, just to let Feng Xiaolang remember the promise at this time, and not to go back on his word.

Feng Xiaolang wanted to add another sentence, I can't give you the person I like, but when he saw the man raising his eyebrows and looking at him with a dangerous smile, he swallowed that sentence abruptly, he has no one he likes now , this point can be let go first, nodded and said: "This is natural."

"What I want is..."

Feng Xiaolang heard the man talking casually and without haste, but stopped at the most critical place, and looked at the man with wide eyes. He didn't know what a man with such powerful mana would ask him for.

"I'll tell you when the time comes." The voice was mixed with laughter, the man liked to see Feng Xiaolang's expression just now, his eyes wide open, as if he was listening to something important, serious eyes, really It's...exciting.

Feng Xiaolang twitched the corner of his mouth, and before he could speak, he was embraced by the man, and while leaning against the man, the clothes on his body also dried.

From the top of Feng Xiaolang's head, a man's voice was faint but sexy, "I can teach you mana, but you have to listen to me."

Feng Xiaolang is only 17 years old now, and his height is still much lower than the man's. Leaning in the man's arms, with the top of his head just touching the man's chin, he moved to the side, and said with some surprise: "My Clothes are dry!"