Vol 11 Chapter 8: Experience, eight-year agreement

In the middle of the night, the white moonlight hung high in the sky, and the soft light enveloping the bright stars shone on the face of Mu Lin, and the leaves swaying in the wind made a rustle, if it were not for the intermittent painful groans and groans around. The corpses all over the floor might be better.
The surrounding buildings were burning in the fire, and a group of dazzling flames reflected a grim face of a middle-aged man: "Little devil, did you destroy the cottage built by hand? I really can’t believe it, at such a young age. With such a powerful force, it is a pity that I originally wanted to accept you as my acceptance, but now I can only kill you and avenge my brothers who died in your hands!"
Mu Lin doesn't want to talk nonsense with his opponent, his purpose is generally to be able to do things as far as possible, unless the opponent is a fierce beauty! Directly condensed the power of the dragon with both hands and smashed towards the opponent, the middle-aged man smiled grinningly, his hands gathered in front of him to unfold a magic circle, the fierce flame fist attacked Mu Lin with suffocating pressure, watching The attacking Huo Fist Mu Lin had a trace of disdain on his face, and the dragon's power in his hands was even stronger, and he punched the fire fist that flew straight away.
"Be careful!" Mu Lin said to the middle-aged man in front of him with a hint of joking: "The roar of the wind dragon!" "What!" Looking at the roaring wind, the middle-aged man's eyes With a trace of fear and unwillingness, he was already in a hurry to dodge, and a magic circle flashed in front of him with his right hand guarding his teeth. A fierce flame sprayed out, and the power of the flame led the middle-aged man's body to lean to one side, a pity Mu Lin's attack was faster. The fierce wind element tore the middle-aged man's body and smashed his right hand directly. The middle-aged man threw it all over with howls of pain, blood spurted out, and the man was wet. Clothes.
"I think you should think about it!" Hearing the man's wailing, Mu Lin was even more disdainful. He didn't even have the perseverance to endure this point. He really didn't deserve the qualifications of an A-level magister. He looked like a dead man. Hold him.
"Dragon Power Point·Wind Dragon Fury!" Lowered his body, with strong wind elements in his hands, Moulin with a wicked smile ran towards the man, leaped up and smashed with his hands with the dragon roar. Growl down.
"No...no...don't...ah~" The middle-aged man instantly widened his eyes, severely with endless fear and death, and yelled in horror, begging Mu Lin for forgiveness.
Under the tremendous pressure, his fists roared at the middle-aged man like a dragon's head, and instantly tore him to pieces in the fear in the man’s eyes, and scattered the debris of the man’s body with the wind, dripping blood. Falling on Mu Lin's face, with his indifferent smile looked very coquettish.
"Well, it's really boring. It turns out that the A-level magician of Monster Tail is of this kind of strength. It is still a bit more enjoyable to fight against the strong of Kildas!" Wash yourself with a clearing magic, and sigh. With the convenience of magic, I went down the mountain leisurely along the way I came.
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Although the mission this time was quite simple (in Mu Lin's eyes), the bonus was still quite rich. After recovering all the robbed property of the quest person, Mu Lin took only part of him and left here. (It’s not that he didn’t think that all the money would be greedy, this is not the reputation of Fairy Tail)
"Boom!" (First observe a second of silence for the poor gate)
"I'm back!" Returning to the guild's curtain forest in all sorts of boredom, still a little unwilling, hurriedly kicked in, and took the next task that looked like a B-level task from the taskbar to register, and did not wait. What Makarov said, he ran out the door anxiously, "I'm out!"
"Mu Lin! Wouldn't you be a stinky kid who would walk the door normally!!!" Looking at the door that was kicked and scrapped again, Makarov's face was full of black lines at this time, and he looked at the back of Mu Lin and roared. To.
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At this moment, Mu Lin, who ran out, looked at the strange task list in his hand, with a big face of bewilderment! "Ghost? What's the situation! Are there ghosts in the demon tail?" "It's so wet, this rhythm!" Looking at the task list in his hand, it suddenly became difficult. Put it back, if you can't pull it down, don't put it back! ‘I’m afraid of ghosts or something! Mu Lin, who has an awkward late stage of cancer, stood outside the station and thought about it for a long time. He walked into the station with his head high and decided to become this character. There are so many beauties in the guild. But when the train started, Mu Lin's face instantly changed color!
The task list was written in the town of Meglin, this small town Mulin knew it, in the east of Fairy Tail, but the train was driving in the opposite direction, what a hammer, just patronizing the task list, it went wrong. At this time, Mu Lin just wanted to say, ‘I have a sentence, I don’t know if it’s inappropriate to say it! ’, ran back scolding, using the power of the wind on his feet to make his body very light and light, and quickly ran back to the guild.
"Boom!" Mu Lin simply kicked the door open.
"Asshole kid, don't you know how to push the door! Push the door!" Makarov said angrily when Moulin came back.
"An! An! I see! The big deal is to kick lightly next time!" Mu Lin waved his hand lightly.
"Ahem~" Makarov had just drank a sip of wine into his mouth, and when Mu Lin said this, he immediately squirted out, thinking: "Money! It's all money! ’...
"Yeah! By the way, old man, I plan to go out and practice for a few years, because my current ability is still too weak!" Mu Lin said calmly!
"Bah! Only you? Still weak? How do you let others live? You don't look at how old you guessed, you can fight with Kildas!" Makarov looked at Mu Lin with contempt. .
"Well~Well~ I want to surpass my father's existence, he is a dragon, and I am not strong enough for him to see." Looking at Makarov in front of him, Mu Lin said helplessly.
"Well, maybe I want to go for a few years?" Makarov pretended to be calm... "Experience! Still a few years! ! Hearing the conversation between the two and learning that Mu Lin was leaving, everyone around him looked at him blankly.
"Well~ it's only 8 years!" Mu Lin's face was indifferent...
"Cough cough cough~" Makarov and everyone around him coughed violently while choking.
"Then see you in eight years, old man and everyone~!" Mu Lin waved his hand without looking back, leaving only these people behind.
"Goodbye! Mu Lin" everyone in the trade union did not speak, and Elisa, Gray, Macao and others who had been familiar with Mu Lin during this period silently looked at Mu Lin's back and said in their hearts. . ,,.